I am a zombie, a zombie who can think. As a zombie, I just need to dawdle every day. Because I am weak, I can’t grab food from those bosses. I am so hungry that I can only live in a daze every day , I can’t even turn my mind. I can’t grab food. What else can I do except for mourning. Because I’ve already died once, it’s hard to wait for death. Until one day, I was summoned to another world by a necromancer, he seemed to give me some orders, but I couldn't understand what he was saying, so I did him backhand and ate him. Although his meat is very Old, very greasy and very sour, but don't be too picky if you can eat it. By devouring the brains of necromancers, I have obtained the common language of the mainland, basic magic knowledge, and the summoning of the undead...