My Shelter Can't Be This Cute

Lin Mo has turned into a zombie. Other zombies chase people down to bite them—but not him. He's gathered a bunch of self-aware kin and opened the "Love Zombie Shelter" in an abandoned factory, crowning himself CEO and HR. His motto: "Still got dreams? Come work for me." A Michelin three-star chef serves as culinary director, a personal trainer pedals a generator, a square-dance leader choreographs zombie radio calisthenics, and a computer nerd rigs surveillance from scrap parts—and casually hacks the research division's drones. Every one of them is a talent, and they all talk real nice—except they're all gray-faced, need three layers of foundation to go out, and their color runs on rainy days. Su Yue, the Thunder Goddess of the human base, has spent a whole year searching for her missing boyfriend. She doesn't know that the "ghost guardian" secretly covering her back every time she's in danger is the very zombie king who wraps himself up head to toe and runs the moment he sees her. Even less does she know that the West Suburb outpost she keeps coming back to inspect is staffed entirely by zombies—and its leader, a disfigured mute, is the man she's repeated countless times. Raiders summon a zombie tide to storm the city? Lin Mo raises a hand and suppresses a hundred zombies with his aura, then turns around and puts them to work digging trenches. A mad professor wants to capture him for dissection? The surveillance posts eavesdrop right back, and the crystal-core bait gets intercepted en route. Lin Mo: Keep a low profile. Just clocking in. Except there's one century-class problem—his ex-girlfriend Zhou Zhou shows up delivering supplies and specifically asks to talk to him alone. This face—does he show it or not? — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: My Shelter Can't Be This Cute — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠