Cities lie silent except for the shuffling dead, and every building feels like a gamble. Scavenging becomes second nature—spotting a cracked door, slipping inside, grabbing what you can before the noise turns into trouble. The world pushes you to move with purpose, not panic.
Venture farther and the landscape shifts from uneasy quiet到 sudden chaos. Some places hand out supplies; others punish the curious. Crafting a workable kit, upgrading whatever barely holds together, and choosing when to press on shape the rhythm of survival. No drama—just the constant push to stay one step ahead of the horde.