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"You mean my father is this strong?" William said with a confused look on his face. The image of his father as an immortal god clashed with the memories of the man he had known. The idea of his father wielding such immense power was difficult to reconcile with his childhood memories.

"Yes, if your father wants, with a flick of his finger, he can wipe out all the zombies from this world and return it to its peaceful era in mere seconds," Carson answered. He was proud to talk about the power of the person he worked for. The respect and admiration he had for William's father were evident in his voice.

"So you mean he can end this apocalypse with no stress on his side?" William's disbelief was mingled with a glimmer of hope. The idea that his father could bring an end to their suffering was almost too good to be true. The apocalypse had brought so much pain and loss, and the thought of it ending filled him with cautious optimism.

"Yes."

"Then why isn't he doing it? Aren't gods supposed to