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Chapter 486: Orders · Oct 07, 2026

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205 Chapter 205: Petty Martha 2026-10-07
206 Chapter 206: Ulterior Motives? 2026-10-07
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210 Chapter 210: Black Vultures 2026-10-07
211 Chapter 211: Negotiation 2026-10-07
212 Chapter 212: Little Sister 2026-10-07
213 Chapter 213: Ron 2026-10-07
214 Chapter 214: Time 2026-10-07
215 Chapter 215: Preparations 2026-10-07
216 Chapter 216: Trades 2026-10-07
217 Chapter 217: Mike’s Thoughts 2026-10-07
218 Chapter 218: Twilight Base 2026-10-07
219 Chapter 219: Austin 2026-10-07
220 Chapter 220: Logan 2026-10-07
221 Chapter 221: Zombie King? 2026-10-07
222 Chapter 222: Strange Base 2026-10-07
223 Chapter 223: Jay 2026-10-07
224 Chapter 224: Ophelia 2026-10-07
225 Chapter 225: Schemes-1 2026-10-07
226 Chapter 226: Scheme-2 2026-10-07
227 Chapter 227: Temporal Storage Is A System? 2026-10-07
228 Chapter 228: Moonjewel Base 2026-10-07
229 Chapter 229: Serve Woman Too 2026-10-07
230 Chapter 230: Ronak 2026-10-07
231 Chapter 231: Silas’s Dark History-1 2026-10-07
232 Chapter 232: Silas’s Dark History-2 2026-10-07
233 Chapter 233: Search 2026-10-07
234 Chapter 234: Mission 2026-10-07
235 Chapter 235: Jordan 2026-10-07
236 Chapter 236: Truth About Real Family 2026-10-07
237 Chapter 237: Understanding 2026-10-07
238 Chapter 238: Fourth Hand Good 2026-10-07
239 Chapter 239: Slap 2026-10-07
240 Chapter 240: Wall Scammer 2026-10-07
241 Chapter 241: Last Bit Of Wealth 2026-10-07
242 Chapter 242: Family Reunion-1 2026-10-07
243 Chapter 243: Butterfly Mark 2026-10-07
244 Chapter 244: Pasta! 2026-10-07
245 Chapter 245: Habit 2026-10-07
246 Chapter 246: Disappointing Victor 2026-10-07
247 Chapter 247: Fever 2026-10-07
248 Chapter 248: Suspicious Superpower 2026-10-07
249 Chapter 249: Proposal? 2026-10-07
250 Chapter 250: Murder? 2026-10-07

Chapter 486: Chapter 486: Orders

Far away from her, in a land already reduced to ruins, stood an abandoned factory.

Rusted beams jutted out like broken bones, the air thick with the stench of decay and dried blood. Zombies filled the place... hundreds of them... standing in eerie silence.

At the center of it all, a throne had been fashioned from twisted metal and shattered machinery.

Upon it sat a zombie.

At first glance, it looked as though it were being worshipped.

Every other zombie surrounding the throne kept a respectful distance, their heads lowered, their bodies stiff with instinctive fear.

If one looked closely, one would realize this zombie was nothing like the others.

Its skin was almost translucent, pale to the point of whiteness, as if life itself had been drained long ago.

It looked disturbingly human. What truly set it apart, however, was its aura... terrifying, overwhelming, and so oppressive that even a level-four human would instinctively tremble before it.

Its eyes were closed.

It looked dead.

A dagger was embedded deep into its neck, the blade driven so far in that a vicious slash nearly severed its head from its body.

Only a thin strip of flesh and sinew kept it attached. Blood had long since dried, dark and crusted.

And yet, all the zombies stared at it in a daze, reverence mixed with terror.

Then... the zombie’s eyes snapped open.

A faint ripple passed through the air.

It looked around slowly, confusion clouding its gaze, and attempted to sit up.

The movement was clumsy, unfamiliar, as if the body didn’t fully belong to it yet.

Instantly, the surrounding zombies began to growl.

Low. Submissive. Afraid.

The zombie on the throne stiffened, instinct screaming at it to retreat. For a split second, it almost tried to back away.

Then it noticed the way the others were looking at it, not with hunger, but with worship.

Hands trembling, one zombie shuffled forward, holding out a half-rotted apple as an offering.

The throne-seated zombie froze.

”What... is going on?” it muttered.

The words were spoken in clear human language.

The other zombies exchanged confused glances, their limited intelligence unable to comprehend speech.

At that moment, the throne zombie narrowed its eyes sharply.

A flash of realization surged through its mind.

”Was I... reincarnated?”

It slowly stood up.

The instant it did, an agonizing pain tore through its neck.

A guttural growl escaped its throat as its hand flew up, fingers brushing the wound.

The pain was deep, unnatural, as if its body remembered death far too vividly.

The surrounding zombies dropped to their knees.

Their bodies trembled violently.

These were no ordinary zombies. They were evolved and aware enough to fear and to submit.

The fear they felt was the same instinct a subordinate felt toward a supreme ruler.

The main zombie ignored them.

It turned toward a cracked glass panel leaning against the wall.

Dust coated the surface, but its reflection was still visible. As soon as it saw itself, a shriek nearly tore from its throat.

A Zombie King.

That was what stared back.

”No... impossible,” it whispered.

Then its voice changed, sharp and venomous. ”How could I, a woman, end up in a man’s body?”

Hatred flooded its eyes.

”This is all because of Ivy.”

Her fists clenched tightly. ”If that woman didn’t exist... if she hadn’t used her family to kill me...”

Rage consumed her.

”I will annihilate her.”

She turned sharply toward the kneeling zombies. ”Go. Attack the SiIvy Base. Tear apart as many humans as you can.”

The zombies hesitated.

One of the more intelligent, yet still painfully slow, zombies lifted its head and tilted it awkwardly.

”If... if we go near that aura... we die.”

The Zombie King laughed coldly.

”What aura?” Isla sneered, her voice dripping with contempt.

”That’s nothing but fake technology. You’re all too stupid to even investigate it.”

She narrowed her eyes. ”Did you even test it? Did you send a single zombie?”

The smarter zombie lowered its head. ”It’s... an untested theory. If you don’t believe it... you can try yourself.”

Isla went silent.

She remembered it now, the SiIvy Base.

While the world burned under extreme heat and endless zombie waves, that place had thrived. Hidden. Untouched. As if shielded by something unseen.

Some civilians had speculated that it was protected by a mysterious power. Others believed it weakened anyone who approached.

Isla had dismissed all of it as nonsense.

Until now.

With a cold snort, she decided to confirm it herself.

She moved toward the SiIvy Base.

As she crossed the seven-hundred-and-fifty-meter mark, her body betrayed her.

Her hands began to tremble violently.

Her legs weakened. Muscles twisted at unnatural angles, joints screaming as if an invisible force was crushing her from all sides.

It felt like something vast and merciless was warning her.

’Do not come closer.’

Her body refused to obey.

If she advanced even one more step, she knew, she would die.

Isla clenched her teeth, fury and despair colliding in her chest. ’Is this my fate?’ she thought bitterly.

’Even after dying... even after reincarnating as a Zombie King... I still can’t take revenge on a mere human?’

Her eyes darkened.

”No,” she whispered. ”I will take my revenge.”

Even if she had to plan every single step.

She turned back and returned to the factory, her expression carved from cold determination. Facing the kneeling zombies, she spoke with absolute authority.

”From now on,” she ordered, ”every target you hunt... will be from the SiIvy Base.”

They would make sure that the moment anyone left the SiIvy base, they would attack those people without mercy.

Hearing those words, the other zombies slowly turned their hollow gazes toward Isla, confusion flickering in their clouded eyes.

They could hardly understand what she meant.

From their perspective, Isla’s goal sounded like nothing more than offal rubbish, meaningless garbage wrapped in dull gold.

Still, as long as they could grasp the order itself, they would follow it. That was enough for them.

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