Zombies summoned to the Atlas
I'm a zombie, a thinking zombie.
As a zombie, I just need to mourn every day.
Because I'm very weak, I can't rob those big guys for food, and I'm so hungry that I can only live in a mess every day, and my brain can't turn anymore.
If you can't grab food, apart from the mourning, what else can you do lying down and messing around.
I've already died once, so it's hard to wait even if I want to die.
Until one day, I was summoned to another world by a necromancer, and he seemed to give me some orders, but I couldn't understand what he was saying, so I did him with my backhand and ate him.
Although his meat is very old, very sour and very sour, he should not be too picky when he has to eat.
By devouring the necromancer's brain, I gained the lingua franca of the continent, basic magical knowledge, undead summoning......