August 7, moderate rain.
More than ten days had passed since that sudden air raid. The biological reconnaissance ship had been searching for me the whole time. It seemed the Zhutian warship had finally realized how important I was.
I'd been hiding and changing hideouts these past few days. It felt like going back to the early days of the zombie crisis.
Fortunately, more than a year had passed, and I was no longer who I'd been. With the Corpse Kings protecting me and the wills of two planets guiding me, the reconnaissance ship still couldn't do anything to me.
In the process, I'd also found the traitor who'd defected to the Zhutian civilization. He'd been leaving clues for the reconnaissance ship all along. Once I dealt with him, the ship could no longer find me.
It seemed I had to watch out not only for the Zhutian civilization, but for my own people as well. This wouldn't be easy.
I still had to take care of that Azure-class biological warship. Since Blue Star's current technology couldn't penetrate its outer defenses, I'd have to sneak inside.
I'd already come up with a plan while on the run: capture a small biological spacecraft and use it to infiltrate the Azure-class biological warship, then break through its defenses from within in one fell swoop.
From the soul memories I'd obtained, I'd learned that the Azure-class biological warship contacted small biological spacecraft every fifteen minutes. The contact method could be found by the Intelligent Corpse King searching the pilot's soul. The tricky part was silently taking out the pilot, timing the contact just right, winning the fight within fifteen minutes, and transferring control of the small biological spacecraft.
The current plan was to pretend to attack a small biological spacecraft, blast open a