When There Is No Tiger in the Mountains, the Monkey Is King

Anyway, once someone mutates, it's effectively the same as being dead; at that point, things like the Shelter, the Magic Desk, or the Cards would all be useless.

So, rather than being attacked by the Undead outside, it's better to just stay in one's own nest.

If you haven't mutated, you have the barrier to support you.

Once you've mutated, you can't really worry about such things anymore.

"Besides..."

"Besides what?"

"The other side said those Undead seem to have very high attribute values, at least higher than theirs."

"How is that possible?"

"Exactly! We are already Quasi-Evolutionists; how could those Undead have higher stats than us? They can't all be Evolutionists, can they!"

What a joke.

If Evolutionists were that easy to create, why would they even bother being Quasi-Evolutionists?

The same goes for those Professionals.

Isn't everyone here because they couldn't become Evolutionists and had to settle for being Quasi-Evolutionists instead?

Now, telling them that all the Exorcists in Twin Moon Bay have turned into Undead is something they can barely wrap their heads around.

But telling them that these Undead Exorcists are all Evolutionists? No one is going to believe that.

After all, Twin Moon Bay has a permanent population of nearly thirty million.

If they all suddenly turned into Undead—and Evolutionists with higher stats than the Exorcists at that—who could handle such a thing?

"Is there no way to confirm this?"

The Captain General didn't believe it either, so he needed more intelligence.

He knew about the Undead; there had been sighting reports in the north-central part of the continent.

But those things couldn't possibly have higher stats than an Exorcist.

In fact, as 'Exorcists', those mindless, zombie-like creatures were supposed to be within their hunting range.

Although he didn't know where those things came from,