May 11, light rain.
Under my control, the seven Zombie Kings finally shot down that alien spacecraft.
The alien spacecraft's structure was beyond my expectations. It was a half-mechanical, half-biological creation. Inside the ship were large amounts of mucus, mucous membranes, and other things bearing biological characteristics. Even the pilot lay inside a fleshball, linking his consciousness to the spacecraft and controlling it that way.
When the alien spacecraft was shot down, its pilot also died inside the fleshball. It seemed that the lives of the two were linked.
In appearance, the spacecraft pilot was no different from a human.
The Zombie Planet's Will explained to me that this was the enemy It had mentioned before, called the "Zhutian Civilization." Calling them the overlords of the universe would not be an exaggeration.
The Zhutian Civilization believed itself to be the most powerful civilization in the universe, and that every other civilization had to submit beneath its feet.
The Zombie Planet's Will had already witnessed far too many civilizations refuse to submit, only to be annihilated by the Zhutian Civilization. It had tried to save them, but every attempt had ended in failure.
The Blue Star Planet's Will knew nothing about the existence of the Zhutian Civilization. Its knowledge depended on the life-forms of this planet. Those life-forms had only conducted preliminary explorations of outer space, so how could they possibly know about the Zhutian Civilization?
The Zombie Planet's Will also said that the Zhutian Civilization possessed a form of energy that other civilizations did not—spiritual energy.
Spiritual energy was tremendously beneficial to life. Relying on it, the Zhutian Civilization had developed its own unique products combining technology and biology.
Although I thought the things the Zombie Planet's Will described sounded like utter nonsense, the alien spacecraft was sitting right here.