[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-zombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower":3,"chapter-zombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-zombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-chapter-543":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Zombie Apocalypse: I Have Safe Zone Superpower",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1241399,1668,"Chapter 543: End Of Black Vultures","zombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-chapter-543",543,"\u003Cp>His life slipped away, and there would be no resurrection waiting for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other members of the Black Vultures met similar fates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them survived the initial stoning because, compared to the others, his crimes were fewer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fewer did not mean innocent. From Ivy’s perspective, he was still irredeemable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had killed five people, r*ped three women, and robbed more than ten victims.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only reason fewer stones struck him was simple and cruel, he had killed most of his own victims.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were hardly any relatives left to throw stones in his direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ivy dealt with him personally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She ensured he was imprisoned in a cold, damp cell where the air smelled of rust and mold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She starved him, feeding him only once every three days, just enough to keep him alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stomach twisted endlessly, clawing at his insides like a starving beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every time he thought death would finally claim him, it retreated just beyond his reach. Death became a luxury he was not allowed to have.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He began to choke down his own tears, his pride shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Please... just let me die,’ he would think, but no mercy came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While all this unfolded, far from Ivy’s territory, another force was preparing to rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Talon Base, which Ivy had once heard of, was in motion. It had existed for a long time, but now it was considering relocation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The extreme heat that had scorched the lands for months had finally subsided, leaving behind a brief window to make crucial decisions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They planned to move toward colder regions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rumors had reached them of a place called the SiIvy Base, a settlement reputed to provide food and proper clothing to its citizens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an apocalypse, such abundance was nothing short of a miracle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If it truly exists,\" the Talon Base leader muttered one night, staring at a flickering map beneath lantern light, \"then we either make it our subsidiary... or we acquire it completely.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That leader was Ian Morris.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Excitement flickered in his eyes when he heard more about the SiIvy Base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Information flowed through underground channels, sold by remnants of the Black Vultures and even certain military factions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through these whispers, Ian learned about Ivy, her abilities, her rumored powers, and the speculation surrounding her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Interesting,’ he thought, tapping the table thoughtfully. ’A woman with such talents...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once Ian made a decision, he acted immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a population of ten thousand and enormous supplies stored by the space users, he began the migration toward the SiIvy Base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The roads were cracked and littered with debris, but his people followed him with unwavering faith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason he could support such a massive population lay in a secret few knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the apocalypse began, Ian had been reborn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had seen the devastation once before, the natural disasters, the scorching heat, the freezing storms, and the arrival of zombies that tore cities apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his previous life, he had survived only ten months before dying in despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But those ten months had been enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he was reborn into the past, he wasted no time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was originally a heir to a wealthy family and his parents had died, making him the sole heir to a $1 billion inheirtance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am selling everything,\" he announced coldly to the board members who stared at him in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within weeks, the empire built by generations was dismantled piece by piece.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Companies were sold, shares liquidated, and assets converted into cash, gold, and silver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What had once symbolized prestige now became nothing more than resources for survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that wealth, he purchased weapons in bulk, crates of firearms, ammunition sealed in grease and metal, and survival gear that smelled of oil and iron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bought mountains of food, dried rations, preserved meat, and medical supplies, enough to feed thousands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By a stroke of bizarre fortune, he even obtained a magical storage space, an ability that allowed him to store supplies in a hidden dimension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whenever he touched an item, it vanished into that invisible vault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first time it happened, his hands trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’With this... I can carry an entire civilization on my finger,’ he thought, staring at the empty warehouse that had once been full.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With such vast wealth condensed into a single spatial storage, building a base became effortless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using gold as leverage and food as control, he gathered survivors, mercenaries, and engineers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, walls were erected, watchtowers constructed, and an organized settlement rose from the ruins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People obeyed him because he fed them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People respected him because he armed them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People feared him because he controlled everything they needed to live.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing atop the fortified walls, watching thousands move under his command, he could not help but smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I suppose this is what being a king feels like,\" he murmured to himself as the wind tugged at his coat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet there was one flaw he could not solve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no immunity to the zombies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how strong his army became, no matter how secure his base was, infection remained a death sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had seen it happen in his previous life, the strongest men reduced to mindless corpses within hours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a long time, he searched obsessively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Find them,\" he would order his scouts. \"Anyone who shows resistance. Anyone unusual. Bring them to me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reports came and went, each more disappointing than the last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No survivors with immunity.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No anomalies detected.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just rumors.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every failure tightened the knot of frustration inside his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’There must be a way. There has to be,’ he would think during sleepless nights, staring at maps illuminated by dim lantern light while the distant groans of zombies echoed like ghosts outside the walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he heard about Ivy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment information regarding her abilities reached him, he froze mid-step\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ian’s eyes lit up with a sharp, predatory gleam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From his perspective, Ivy was not merely a powerful individual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was a golden goose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’If she stands under my command,’ he thought, excitement rising like fire in his veins, ’then ruling this world will only be a matter of time.’\u003C\u002Fp>",1019,"2026-06-05T15:12:45.860Z",1,"novelbin.me","c3920483e3c664ca2958d9bfa3ffae6ceeb6d5e38b80b1e762bd0ccaa5764432","zombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-chapter-544","zombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-chapter-542",706,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fzombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-cover.jpg"]