[{"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-589":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},1241345,1668,"Chapter 589: Rich","zombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-chapter-589",589,"\u003Cp>That single sentence had been enough. She moved on. Or at least... she told herself she did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ironically, it was only after that moment that Jack began to notice her differently. Slowly, quietly, he started to like her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But by then... It was too late. Chloe had already closed that Chapter. And worse, she was far too dense to notice the change in him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So now, they stood at an awkward distance, constantly clashing, constantly avoiding... Yet never truly separating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silas, who had long been aware of this, simply watched without interfering. ’Some things... are better left to unfold on their own.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.........\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another month passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time moved quickly, almost too quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During this period, Ivy was anything but idle. The faint scent of dust, steel, and constant activity filled the ever-growing base as she personally led rescue missions, bringing in more survivors day after day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, expansion never stopped. Structures rose, departments multiplied, and systems became more refined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, the population crossed 200,000.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At one point, Ivy stood overlooking the vast settlement. ’...This isn’t just a base anymore,’ she thought quietly. ’It’s a city.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that realization brought no comfort. Because there was another number she couldn’t ignore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearly 500,000. Zombies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some had been lucky, recognized by their families, cured, and brought back. Tears, reunions, trembling hands reaching for one another... she had seen it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But for the rest... They had no one. No names. No one to claim them. And no antidote.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weight of it pressed heavily on her mind. ’What am I supposed to do with them...?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as that question lingered...something unexpected happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A charity organization was established. Its purpose was simple. Anyone could donate money. And that money would be used to create antidotes... and save those forgotten zombies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The idea spread rapidly. Hope, once faint, began to flicker again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The currency used within the base, special coins crafted under Ivy’s supervision with the help of earth specialists, played a major role.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their structure was complex, nearly impossible to replicate, thanks to a unique technique Ivy had implemented to prevent duplication.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a stable currency system in place, the charity flourished. Ivy, upon seeing it, felt something rare... relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Maybe... this can work.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gradually, the chaos began to subside. The infection slowed. Then slowed further. Until finally... It showed signs of stopping completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, even with safety returning, no one wanted to leave the base anymore. Because this place had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before, it was merely a shelter, a place to survive. Cold, functional, and lifeless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now... it was something more. And much of that transformation was thanks to Felix, Ivy’s brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rather than focusing solely on survival, he ventured into something unexpected... entertainment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It started with an arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came gaming zones, each filled with activity and energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From simple games like badminton and chess to entirely new concepts he had designed himself, the spaces quickly became crowded with laughter, competition, and life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, spas, massage centers, and other entertainment spots followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of these ventures were owned by Felix, with partnerships from Ember, Kael, and several others. Specialists from across the base were recruited to bring these ideas to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The once dull environment transformed into something vibrant. Alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If there were rankings of wealth within the base, one truth stood clear... Ivy’s family stood at the top.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the base owner, Ivy possessed immense resources. Her family, sharp and strategic, had invested wisely, real estate, antidote patents, and various businesses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante, Alice, Asher, and Talia had all built their own ventures. The base had evolved into a thriving business hub.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Small food stalls filled the air with rich, mouthwatering aromas. Restaurants bustled with customers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some individuals even experimented with creativity... filming short movies despite the limited resources.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One such film, though repetitive and far from perfect, became unexpectedly popular.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all... it was the only movie ever made during the apocalypse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ivy had been far-sighted... far more than most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the apocalypse was still in its initial phase, she had acquired quite a lot of machines. At the time, no one truly understood why. But now... the answer stood right before everyone’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Factories hummed with life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sharp scent of metal, oil, and heated machinery filled entire sections of the base as different industries operated day and night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From basic supplies to refined goods, production lines ran continuously, their rhythmic sounds echoing like the heartbeat of a growing civilization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With so many industries already established, there were barely any people left who even considered leaving the base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially in this new society...where opportunity, though born from chaos, was real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People who had once been utterly poor now owned small homes, purchased at prices they could actually afford.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others had started businesses from scratch, their stalls and shops buzzing with activity. Some had failed, some had succeeded, but all of them had been given a chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though the world outside remained dangerous, filled with uncertainty and remnants of horror, inside the base... life had begun to resemble something close to normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so...no one wanted to leave. Even when the whispers spread that the zombie apocalypse might soon come to an end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was another reason, too. Fear. Not of zombies this time... but of nature itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People had started noticing patterns. First came the extreme heat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the bone-chilling cold. And if that sequence meant anything...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Something worse might be coming next...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So instead of stepping back into the unknown world outside, they chose to remain where they felt protected. The base had become more than shelter; it had become immunity, stability, and control in a world that had none.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ivy herself shared the same thought. ’Until we understand the pattern... leaving is too risky.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While all of this unfolded, another story was quietly taking shape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone else was getting rich.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not as openly as Ivy’s family... but steadily, strategically. Martha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the moment she became Ivy’s assistant, a thought had rooted itself deep within her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>",1001,"2026-06-05T15:12:48.008Z",1,"novelbin.me","fe20145f9e89b4de98d51f277ee0e3bb91892b4c5e9b35b4c23ae9540319882f","zombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-chapter-590","zombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-chapter-588",706,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fzombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-cover.jpg"]