[{"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-570":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},1241326,1668,"Chapter 570: Zombie Mika","zombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-chapter-570",570,"\u003Cp>For the first time in a long while, the heavy pressure that had been weighing on her shoulders seemed to lighten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, the atmosphere around the dinner table was unusually lively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ivy ate happily, the corners of her lips lifting again and again as she spoke with the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, while she was enjoying herself, someone far away was feeling the exact opposite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isla. Her patience had been stretched to its absolute limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a long time, she had been sending out wave after wave of zombies, hoping they could gather information about Ivy’s base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every new group had been dispatched with the expectation that at least one of them would return with useful intelligence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to her growing fury, the zombies had achieved nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn’t just fail. They ruined everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every single zombie she sent had died before bringing back any information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingers dug into the armrest of her chair as anger boiled inside her chest. \"Useless...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice came out as a cold whisper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The situation had reached a point where she no longer had the patience to continue with small, careful probes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, Isla decided to take a much bigger gamble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her crimson eyes narrowed dangerously as a new idea formed in her mind. \"Enough testing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She slowly stood up, her voice carrying a chilling calm. \"Gather all the zombies.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips curled into a thin smile.\"We will attack Ivy’s base directly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She began calculating the numbers in her mind. \"So what if the protective barrier can stop one zombie?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her smile widened slightly. \"It surely can’t withstand ten thousand...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice dropped even lower. \"Or a million.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air around her seemed to grow colder. \"Even ten million zombies should be enough to crush it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that decision made, she immediately began gathering her forces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hordes of zombies from countless directions were summoned and slowly began moving toward a single destination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the next day inside the base, Ivy made an internal announcement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She revealed the existence of the antidote to the internal staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though she already knew the antidote was safe, she still wanted additional testing before releasing it on a larger scale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For that purpose, she thought about the office workers within the base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many of them had family members wandering outside the safe zone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some of those loved ones had died. Others... had turned into zombies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These workers possessed wealth, skills, and intelligence, yet their lives still carried a painful emptiness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had everything... Except their loved ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ivy intended to change that. She explained her plan clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If your family members have turned into zombies and are still alive outside, we will attempt to restore them using the antidote.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She also carefully described the possible risks and dangers involved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, the room was filled with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some people were so overwhelmed that they almost started cheering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them were many individuals who had already located their loved ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This had become possible because of a decision Ivy made earlier. Just a few months before, she had issued a very unusual order:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No zombie should be hunted or killed unnecessarily. Instead, zombies were to be captured alive whenever possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through that system, many zombies had been identified and matched with records of missing individuals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several people within the base had discovered that their own family members were among those captured zombies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each of those zombies was kept in a separate reinforced cell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This arrangement allowed family members to occasionally visit them safely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that the antidote existed, they finally had hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All they needed to do was administer the antidote to their zombified loved ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought alone filled everyone with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the crowd, one particular woman looked especially emotional. Greta.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes sparkled with anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a month earlier, she had hired an investigator to search for her older brother, Mika, who had already turned into a zombie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During that search, she encountered a zombie who resembled Mika greatly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first she wasn’t certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But something about the zombie’s behavior felt strangely familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whenever Greta stood outside the base within the safety zone, that zombie would appear in the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never approached her. He never growled. He never tried to attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he simply stood there quietly, watching her from afar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if she was something extremely precious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Greta slowly began to suspect that it might truly be her brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The biggest clue came from something strange the zombie carried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rotten steamed bun. It was old and moldy, yet the zombie never let go of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first Greta didn’t understand. Then one memory suddenly surfaced in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Mika had left the house for the last time... She had given him a steamed bun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing that possibility made her heart race wildly. ’It really might be him...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought excited her so much that she almost ran toward him that very moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she forced herself to stay calm. Instead, she began bringing meat from the base and leaving it outside for the zombie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first time she did this, the zombie stared at the food cautiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he glanced toward Greta again and again as if checking whether she would suddenly run away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Greta almost laughed at the sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice carried warmth as she spoke softly. \"I know it’s you, brother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gently pushed the meat closer toward him. \"Go ahead and eat. I won’t hurt you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The zombie suddenly froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood there motionless for several long minutes. Almost as if his brain was slowly processing the information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four full minutes passed in complete silence. Finally, he began to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, he stepped forward and grabbed the meat. Then he started eating it hungrily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sight was unpleasant, his movements rough and messy, his mouth tearing the meat apart in a grotesque way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Greta’s eyes filled with tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because she noticed something important. The zombie was using his left hand to eat. Her brother had always done the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now she was almost ninety percent certain. This zombie... Was Mika.\u003C\u002Fp>",1012,"2026-06-05T15:12:48.008Z",1,"novelbin.me","752b1730c364427ffa753951b86bdcfd7057e01ade8e258cc105395a70e44fc1","zombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-chapter-571","zombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-chapter-569",706,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fzombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-cover.jpg"]