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March 29, sunny.

According to the will of the Zombie Planet, it deliberately hadn't told me who the little girl was so that I would stay on my guard.

It said I relied too heavily on my ability to control zombies and had lost even the most basic sense of caution.

The will of the Blue Planet had tacitly approved this, which clearly meant it thought the same.

Indeed, if I hadn't had this ability and were still an ordinary person, I would never have trusted a little girl running through the wilderness so easily. When all was said and done, this had happened because of my arrogance. I needed to reflect on that.

Playing hide-and-seek with the little girl in this apartment building was no easy game. She was nimble and lithe as a cat, and beating her wouldn't be easy.

Fortunately, the little girl, the Strength Zombie King, and I could all use our abilities.

One of the rules was that we couldn't bring down the apartment building, so the Strength Zombie King and I had checked its structural plans beforehand, especially the parts about its load-bearing columns.

Knowing where the load-bearing columns were put me at ease. At first, I'd planned to have the Strength Zombie King charge through the building, smashing through doors one by one until we found the little girl.

But when the Strength Zombie King broke through the first resident's door, a strand of hair tied to it exploded and sent the Strength Zombie King flying.

Fortunately, I'd stayed on my guard and had the Strength Zombie King scout ahead.

The Strength Zombie King was tough as nails, so the blast hadn't seriously hurt it.

But that was only the power of a single strand of hair. What if there were ten, twenty,