West Surface Island, within Japan.
This was the only place in the country without zombies, and the place where all surviving Japanese people lived.
If someone merely came here to take a look,
apart from the somewhat tense situation, the ordinary people continued to work and live their lives. Everything looked very normal.
Japan was now ruled by the Divine Assembly Organization.
Its leadership consisted mainly of people from the pre-apocalypse right wing-in simple terms, the crowd who visited the Yasukuni Divine Toilet.
Not only did they show no respect for history, they had repeatedly flaunted it. Quite a few of them were descendants of war criminals.
Now, the Divine Assembly controlled the vast majority of Japan's superhuman power, so its hold on the government was secure.
Their strategy was to strengthen Superhumans, vigorously pursue human experimentation, unravel the mysteries of special abilities and gene locks, and create world-class Gene Serums. Then... do some big things.
However, they clearly had not reached that stage yet.
In the Divine Assembly's largest integrated laboratory, large numbers of staff in white lab coats moved back and forth.
Every so often, several Superhumans in tight black clothing entered, dragging unconscious people of various skin colors into the compartments inside.
"Aaaah~~~"
Screams filled the compartments of this enormous laboratory.
Laughter and conversation from the white-coated researchers also came from inside, as though those people's suffering could not affect their mood.
Or perhaps the screams excited them even more.
"Shut up! You white pig, this isn't the United States, it's Japan! No one will come save you even if you scream your throat raw! Perhaps I should give you a taste of radiation and see whether a Superhuman can evolve some special organ under irradiation. Then... removing it from your body would surely be wonderful!"
**"No!!!