After the loser husband's green plum draw, find the oasis, I will be the savior

The day the zombie horde hit, I ripped up my assignment slip, refusing to evacuate Sector C.

I clung to life until dawn the next day, listening as Landon blared across the comms, announcing that Seraphina had found a new oasis.

Her discovery, he claimed, was humanity's last hope.

Only then did I let out a sigh of relief. As the undead tore through the door, I detonated all the explosives.

In my previous life, Landon rigged the draw, using my ‘good luck’ ability to smoothly find the oasis and become the leader.

He swore that if I succeeded, he’d dismiss his 999 lovers.

I believed him.