Author's Leave Request
October 5th. Clear skies.
It has been twenty days since that fellow who calls himself the “Planetary Will” called out to me. Fortunately, I was only unconscious for a short time, and no one noticed that I passed out, so the order in the safe zone remained unaffected. However, I’m still skeptical about what the Planetary Will said.
HE claimed that the planet is about to face an alien invasion, one that humanity is incapable of resisting in its current state. Human technology has reached its limit, and the divisions between nations and races run too deep, making technological breakthroughs difficult. Only if humanity evolves as a whole—undergoing a leap in intelligence and physical capability to reach a higher form—can technology continue to advance and acquire the ability to resist an alien invasion.
HE first contacted the director, tasking him with carrying out the Human Evolution Project, and the ultimate product of that project was me—the Zombie King.
The Zombie King has the ability to command New Human forces and will become the supreme leader, the linchpin of victory in future wars. What I should be doing right now is not building safe zones, but using my zombie army to attack Old Humans so that they can undergo evolution.
According to the Planetary Will, there are currently 152 large safe zones scattered across the world. The Old Humans' military still retains considerable power. Uncoordinated zombie forces will find it nearly impossible to breach those safe zones, so my intervention is needed.
The sooner evolution takes place, the greater humanity’s odds of victory will be in the war against the alien invasion.
The Planetary Will even promised that as long as I make all Old Humans evolve, HE will help me write my novel.
Over these twenty days, I’ve begun observing those zombies that developed intelligence. They possess memories identical to those from when they were alive. The sole difference is that they now regard spreading the virus as their highest priority.
Are the words of the Planetary Will right or wrong?
I feel lost.
Damn it, why am I losing consciousness again…
It’s that fellow who calls himself the Planetary Will again…
Why does the voice sound different this time…
Can you not interrupt me while I’m writing my novel…