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August 25th, cloudy

It has been half a month since I escaped from the hospital.

Despite the doctor and I being extremely careful, we were still discovered by the hospital director while we were trying to escape.

The fanatical look in the dean's eyes when he saw me was incomprehensible to me, and his words when I ran away still echo in my ears.

"You are the Zombie King, the beginning of human evolution, the source of zombies. You should have already seen those zombies that have developed rationality; they are proof of successful evolution!"

"Humanity needs an evolution, a leap forward, and your mission is to transform all of humanity into a new life form!"

I heard those words, and the doctor heard them too. After we left the hospital together, the doctor looked at me strangely, with curiosity but mostly wariness.

Once I woke up from a dream and saw her sitting on the edge of the bed. She looked panicked, and I noticed that she was holding an empty syringe, probably trying to suck my blood. I didn't say anything.

The doctor had previously said that a large force was waiting for her outside, and that the purpose of her trip to the hospital had been achieved; it was time to part ways.

We both know that the next time we meet, we won't be friends anymore.

While I was asleep, the doctor quietly left the shelter. I secretly followed her, wanting to see her off.

The journey was safe. I saw troops in the distance and saw doctors walking towards them, and I felt a strange unease.

I don't know when it started, but my eyesight has improved to the point where I can see things very far away.

Soldiers shouldn't be swaying and unable to stand steadily... They're zombies!

Given the combat effectiveness of the troops, it's impossible for them to be infected on a large scale, unless some zombies that have developed sentience infiltrate the troops!

The doctor is in danger!

I need to go save the doctor, so I need to take a day off.