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I Get Privileges in the Zombie World

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Regulus Maximillian is an ordinary young man who lives alone in the studio apartment he rents with the rest of his savings. He just graduated from college and is currently a training employee at a company. Daily, he is often called Max. His days are normal and boring, but everything changes when his country is hit by a zombie outbreak so that more than half of the human population turns into vicious zombies that infect healthy people. A strange system appears for everyone to find out the level, strength, and ability of people and also to be more careful with Zombies who also have different levels, and for some reason, Max's system is a little strange. He can see everyone's system, even though he shouldn't be able to because their abilities are kept secret from each other. Max can also see various vital points to finish off the zombies. Not only that, Max can see a map of the entire city, the location of the supermarket to the whereabouts of the zombies, and also knows a lot of tricks that the system only tells him. And he also gets various kinds of privileges. Especially for him and his mother. From this plague, Max joined many people from various tribes and regions. Many foreign nationals were also trapped in the metropolis when the Zombie outbreak occurred. Max's life, who was previously just an ordinary man, suddenly became a man with the greatest ability among the remaining humans thanks to his sudden special ability he got. Will Max survive amid a sea of Zombies? Or just become one of those crazy Zombies? And, why were Max and his Mother's System different from everyone else?
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