Chalk pale with crimson eyes, his beloved sister looked as beautiful as before. Only, she now had fangs in place of teeth, and razor claws instead of nails. Naomi Miller had turned into a zombie. "But how is this possible? How?" He couldn't understand. Humans turned into zombies after falling sick and failing to evolve, or getting the saliva or blood of a zombie in their system. Naomi had already evolved and awakened her superpower. As for infection... Kaiden's eyes turned vacant. An image of his sister rushing into the horde of zombies flashed through his mind. At that time, he didn't move to stop or intercept her. But her crystal spikes had been deadly and took care of any zombies that neared her. So...how... "Crunch...Crunch...Heee...you can't kill me. Heee...but you can become my next meal..." Naomi scrambled off his back and stumbled towards the woman while chewing on a finger. Finger. Human finger. The severed arm. Realization dawned on him, and with it, heavy guilt c

The clash with the Zombie Queen gave Ella a painful awakening. For all her advantage on future events and knowledge, her own personal strength was nothing to speak of. Gathering superhumans and regulars to build a fortress would help her realize her dream of ruling as a Superhuman Queen. Her schemes and plots would get her somewhere, but in the face of a formidable opponent, they would not get her far. If her individual power was low, any Tom or Jerry walking on the street would crush her with a single pinch. At the end of the day, the most significant power was personal strength. To survive and live a long life, to enjoy the treatment and lifestyle of a Queen, she needed power to secure her own life. Power domineering enough to confront a Zombie Queen and come out on top! Therefore, the moment Radiance crash landed inside the courtyard of the stone mansion, the first thing she did was find an isolated corner and enter her spatial space. Time inside the house didn't move. So even

Two lines of four military trucks marched out of a military compound. They rumbled out the wired gate, ignoring the emaciated humans staring bleakly at their formation. A small group of superhumans strode out of the run-down building and leaned against the walls, crossing their arms and sticking out their legs as they watched the trucks disappear out of sight. "Another search party for Mina Muzhir?" "Last I heard, that seemed to be the case." "Pa! I really regret coming here. We're already starving to death, and all the military officials are concerned about is finding one more mouth." "I agree. If she's gone, then she's gone. It's not like the General is the only one who lost a family member." "If I knew a drop of water and a stale bread a day would be all I'd get, I wouldn't have slaved myself to rise up those walls." The group of superhumans were dissatisfied with the contribution system of the safety base. Not only because they performed hard labor to keep the zombies away,

"You're saying you don't know where my niece is?" Erick evaluated the young man. He heard many tales about the business tycoon of Cyprus. The man holding the leash of the supernatural creatures and in complete control of the country's economy. As the General of the Navy Force, Erick had the fortune to catch a glimpse of him in the Chief Deputy's office. What he never expected was to hear the news of his second brother's adopted runt getting married to the man. Of course, he didn't attend the wedding. Elladine Muzhir was a charity case of his foolish brother, and he wanted no part in the charade. But this runt...he had to say her luck and seduction skills were quite impressive to snare a man like Jabri Vaahid. "You don't have the slightest idea where Ella is. How can you still call yourself her husband?" Erick leaned back in his seat and reprimanded the man with the attitude of an elder. He had to admit. It felt nice berating the once famous and unreachable business tycoon. "I'm

Meanwhile, on Sapphire Island, a slender figure was engaged in a battle with a horde of zombies. Slick and swift, the figure flashed back and front in front of a gated mansion, leaving only shadows in its wake. Enraged shrieks and angry snarls resounded in the air. The horde of zombies lunged forth with razor claws and bloody fangs, hungry for the blood and flesh of the human who was seemingly toying with them. The air blasted and the ground shook under their charge. But before any could lay a claw on the figure, their movements stagnated, then their heads exploded like rotten watermelons. "One more!" Ella twirled the twin blades of crimson-gold and threw them at the remaining headless zombies. Like a knife through butter, the zombies' bodies were cleanly bisected in the middle. The two halves fell apart, and a heap of glowing beads rose from amidst the macabre. She waved her hand, and the heap disappeared into thin air. "With this stack, I should be able to enter the 4th level.