Leave Request

October 19th, heavy rain

Two weeks have passed since the will of another planet came looking for me. During this time, the doctor has been the one to maintain order for me. People from other safe zones have come to offer cooperation, and they belong to different safe zones.

It seems my safe zone is quite famous among all safe zones, especially because of my zombie army, which ensures that no zombies will attack us.

The doctor politely declined, as I had requested.

To this day, I still don't know which side I belong to—the zombies or the humans?

Two weeks ago, what caused me to fall into a coma was the will of another planet. It claimed that it was the true will of this planet, and that the voice that found me before was the will of an alien planet—the Zombie Planet.

According to the will of Earth, Earth has actually been invaded by extraterrestrials, and the culprit is the will of the zombie planet.

The zombie planet evolves by devouring resources. When the resources of the last planet they targeted were exhausted, they set their sights on Earth, the closest one.

Life on the zombie planet has no physical form; it spreads through the zombie virus and attaches itself to others.

I was the first Earthling to be infected. I seem to be very special. After being infected with the zombie virus, I was not possessed. Instead, I maintained my own will and was not controlled by the planet's will.

That's why the planetary will of the zombie planet approached me and tried to win me over.

For the same reason, the planetary will of Earth also wants to win me over.

So far, I cannot determine whether what these two planetary wills have said is true or false. One of them must be lying, or both of them must be lying.

If the wrong decision is made, the entire planet will fall.

I need a day to calmly reflect.