Mech Combat Brigade Arrives

Daphneil settled in Tewei City, and the Jieko Group assigned them a medical laboratory. The virologists, doctors, and nurses from the World Health Organization and the International Red Cross could all work there.

"The blood activity of the zombie virus is declining."

"No good. There's no way to completely and accurately separate the virus from it. The human immune system is collapsing."

"Try RNA technology. If that doesn't work, switch methods."

Experiment after experiment was carried out. Everyone performed their own duties, busy working to develop a vaccine for the zombie virus as soon as possible.

Daphneil raised her head from the microscope and rubbed her aching neck.

"Well? Have you found any patterns in how this zombie virus operates?"

Zemon asked from beside her. He pointed at a drop of blackish-red blood beneath the microscope's glass slide. The blood had been extracted from a zombie's body.

"I haven't got the slightest clue. I've tried many methods. The only thing we can determine for now is that this zombie virus doesn't seem to be a naturally occurring product. Rather, it's..."

Daphneil shook her head. Because Zemon had Jewish blood, she did not continue.

The international community's consensus was that the zombie crisis which had erupted in Haifa City, Jewish State, was the result of the Jewish State's own failed research—a case of reaping what they had sown.

"How could this have been developed by the Jewish State? They simply don't have the technology. Fine, I'll assume they do have that level of ability, but how stupid would they have to be to let such a dangerous zombie virus leak? This isn't a movie."

Zemon understood what Daphneil meant, but he was unwilling to believe it.

Because of his bloodline, Zemon was an internationally renowned virology expert. He often communicated with