[{"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-582":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},1241338,1668,"Chapter 582: Xander","zombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-chapter-582",582,"\u003Cp>One moment, the air would bite at the skin with sharp intensity; the next, it would soften just enough to feel almost normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ivy stood near the boundary of her base, feeling the shift against her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’This... wasn’t how it was before.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her previous life, the cold had been absolute. Unchanging. Relentless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now... Everything was different. Yet, instead of feeling uneasy, Ivy smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This isn’t instability...\" she whispered. Her eyes gleamed. \"It’s possibility.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the future could fluctuate... Then it could be changed. And that... Was something she had never been given before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.......................\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With renewed focus, Ivy began refining her control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, not only could she slice off a portion of her protective field, but she could also divide it further into smaller segments, precise, controlled, and efficient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each fragment could be assigned individually. She started with the people closest to her Her family. Her trusted ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As each fragment settled around them, she could faintly feel the connection, like invisible threads tying them back to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Now... they’re safe.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the antidote had completed all stages of testing. It was finally being distributed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boxes of it were transported to grocery stores across different areas, neatly placed on shelves like any ordinary product.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was nothing ordinary about it. When the general public first saw it, they froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A murmur spread through the crowd. \"An antidote...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is this real?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suspicion filled their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Memories of the so-called \"superpower awakening potion\" resurfaced, how it had once caused a massive craze, only to be exposed as nothing more than a scam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So how can we trust this one?\" someone muttered. Doubt lingered heavily in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet... There was one thing that held them back from outright rejecting it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SiIvy base. A name that carried weight. Prestige. Reliability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If it’s from them... it shouldn’t be fake,\" another person whispered hesitantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With uncertainty still etched across their faces, people began buying it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one. Cautiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon enough, every unit was sold out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The antidotes were then taken to the prison facilities, where captured zombies were held behind reinforced barriers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air there was thick, heavy with the smell of metal, disinfectant, and something far more unsettling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear. Hope. Desperation. People lined up, each holding a vial tightly in their hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some hands trembled. Others clenched firmly, as if afraid to let go. They approached the cells one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ivy could have made the treatment free. She had the means. She had the power. But she didn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Kindness without limits... becomes foolishness.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She understood that well. The researchers had spent countless hours, energy, and risk developing the antidote.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their effort deserved value. And so, she chose balance. Kind, but not reckless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The antidote worked faster than expected. Word began to spread rapidly among the public.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s real...It actually works...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hope, real hope... started to take root.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among those who came forward was a young man named Xander. His grip tightened around the vial as he walked, his breath uneven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the prison... Was his mother. Casey. She had turned into a zombie while protecting him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The memory still haunted him, the moment she pushed him away, choosing to face the danger alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after joining SiIvy base and building a stable life, that guilt had never left him. When the program to locate zombie relatives was introduced, he signed up without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when he found her...he paid extra to ensure she would be kept in a facility he could visit every day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now... He stood outside her cell. His hands trembled slightly, the vial reflecting faint light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Please... just this once...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swallowed hard. \"Mom...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice cracked. \"Casey...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the cell, the figure stirred. Slowly, she lifted her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes... Empty. Blank. She looked at him... but there was no recognition. No emotion. Just a hollow gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Casey was one of the rare cases. A silent zombie. She never growled. Never attacked. She simply... existed. Like a shell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The research teams had already discovered this phenomenon. Not all zombies were violent. Around ninety-five percent were aggressive and uncontrollable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But five percent... were different. Quiet. Unresponsive. Almost... harmless. They looked dull, as if something within them was missing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But from Ivy’s perspective... These were the ones closest to becoming half-zombies. Because they didn’t chase humans. They didn’t spread the infection mindlessly. And that alone made them... special.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jay’s research team had taken this even further. They developed a theory. If these blank zombies were treated with the antidote... they might retain their original powers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The implications were enormous. Level 1 zombies might keep traces of poison-based abilities. Level 2 could retain enhanced speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Level 3 could retain both strength and speed. And Level 4... Their speed reached such an extreme that it resembled teleportation itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A terrifying thought... Yet, also... A hopeful one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From a researcher’s perspective... This was an exceptionally rare case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Casey was finally given the antidote by Xander, Jason and a few other researchers gathered just outside the reinforced glass, their eyes fixed on her every movement, notebooks and devices ready to record even the slightest change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xander stood there, his hands trembling slightly, his gaze shifting between the researchers and his mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Please... just work... just this once...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the cell, Casey sat quietly. She had been... obedient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Xander had offered her the herbal drink along with the antidote, she had hesitated for only a brief moment before accepting it. Her movements had been slow, almost mechanical, yet strangely calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After drinking it, she lowered herself onto the ground, her expression returning to that same blank, hollow state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed. Seconds stretched into minutes. Each tick felt heavier than the last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xander’s heart began to sink. A bitter, fragile smile slowly appeared on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Of course... how could it be that easy...?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Life had a cruel way of doing this, giving hope in one moment, only to snatch it away in the next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he handed her the antidote, he would be lying if he claimed he didn’t feel hope.\u003C\u002Fp>",1014,"2026-06-05T15:12:48.008Z",1,"novelbin.me","2a5d941239734394f1ffe0fa15eea633a921ce313bd60eb3d7282a791c3bc551","zombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-chapter-583","zombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-chapter-581",706,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fzombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-cover.jpg"]