My name is Levi, and I work in anime.

"You'll encounter four hardware stores along the way. They have repair tools, parts, and farm implements, all of which are urgently needed. Even if you don't need them, you can make cold weapons like spears. Don't forget about them."

"Fortunately, these civil servant units of the Self-Defense Forces had no sense of secrecy at all. They easily found the internal map, and the key warehouses were already marked."

"All teams have been issued pagers and must report their situation every fifteen minutes. In case of an emergency, they can directly ask Touma for help."

In the school's meeting room, the class monitor, a girl with braids and glasses, spoke eloquently, clearly finding this kind of planning work a piece of cake for her.

To get anything done, you need capable subordinates to carry it out; otherwise, it's like water without a source. Fortunately, the girls around Li Wei are all capable of handling things independently, saving him a lot of trouble.

In a way, wouldn't this be considered ruling the country through the power of one's cooking? According to Meryl, the last king who ruled by his cooking didn't end up in a very bad situation.

If Li Wei were an emperor, then Yuukawa would be the prime minister. While Hiratsuka is nominally the second-in-command, Yuukawa truly holds the real power.

To be honest, I felt a little ashamed because I didn't give the class monitor any special treatment. But she seemed to be enjoying herself and had found meaning in her life, which was a pleasant surprise.

Li Wei was aware that members of the survivor organization privately called themselves "boss" or "leader," and that some even worshipped themselves as chosen ones, but he couldn't be bothered to investigate. In the apocalypse, anything could happen; having a common object of worship would help maintain discipline, and worshipping oneself was far better than worshipping some cult.

"Hikawa-kun's arrangements are excellent. Everyone can raise any opinions they have, or if there are any necessities that have been forgotten, please feel free to replenish them." His gaze swept over the team captains, and all he saw was fervent support, which gave him a bit of a headache.

High support is a good thing, but if you support it so blindly, there will be no other opinions or voices.

Well, at least when the number of people is small, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

"In that case, let's set off."

……

Li Wei's team arrived at the Self-Defense Force base without any major setbacks.

These civil servants, though utterly incompetent in combat, are all quite disciplined and never leave before their shift ends. Look at them, they've all turned into zombies, and they're still standing guard.

Oh, it's dead. That's alright then.

As things stand, there are no survivors left in this base. And by that logic, the same applies to the US military base in Tokyo. Even if the Japanese prime minister hadn't crashed, he would still have met his end.

"Everyone has become quite adept at clearing out zombies by now. This time, it's the same as before—just a simple cleanup. The important thing is to have weapons and supplies," Li Wei gave the order before getting out of the vehicle.

"Yes, Mr. Touma! Your orders are our direction, and you are the only sun in our hearts!"

What nonsense are you talking about?

Just as Li Wei was about to criticize him and tell him to stop thinking about these trivial matters, an anomaly suddenly occurred at the Self-Defense Force base.

"Roar--!!!"

A peculiar zombie, nearly three meters tall and unlike any other creature on Earth, with only vaguely human features, spotted the team and charged at them after letting out a piercing roar.

A new mutated zombie! This thing evolves pretty fast; who knows, there might be intelligent zombies appearing in the future.

He had witnessed a virus devour a human and inherit all of the original owner's memories, even believing that it was the original owner.

But in that case, would he be considered a zombie or a human? If he retains all his memories from his previous life, would he be considered the murderer who killed the original owner, or the original owner who was resurrected?

"Hey, Touma-kun, you could just catch another virus and have it eat this intelligent virus zombie. That way, if it's considered a murderer, then this new virus would have killed the old virus that was the murderer, and they could coexist safely. If it's considered the original owner being resurrected, then this new virus would also have inherited the memories, so it would naturally be considered a second resurrection." Hanekawa's voice came through the walkie-talkie.

It was like a sudden enlightenment, a moment of clarity.

"Hikawa, you're so smart. No wonder you're the world's number one class president."

Li Wei slapped the charging mutated zombie to pieces and couldn't help but praise it.

"Oh, no, Touma-kun, you flatter me..."

The two were exchanging flirtatious words, but to the team members behind them, this heartwarming scene was quite different.

To them, the 1.72-meter-tall boy in front of them seemed to have suddenly grown to 3.5 meters tall, smashing a zombie to pieces with a single slap before instantly returning to normal. Immediately afterward, a mysterious power emanated from him and spread to them, filling the survivor team with immense power and making them feel incredibly awesome!

"With Mr. Touma here, we have nothing to fear!"

This was their only thought.

Chapter 21: Human libido is free, but in your case, I suggest you see a doctor.

Under the influence of Li Wei's aura, the operation progressed very smoothly.

There were some things he felt he couldn't actually do, or that wouldn't be easy for him. But the group of survivors behind him all thought Li Wei could do it, and as a result, he sat down with ease.

Don't ask why, because you won't know even if you do.

Among them, the earliest group of students he saved had the strongest faith and were the ones who admired the boy the most, giving him the greatest strength.

It seems necessary to raise a trusted armed force, just like Liu Bang's Pei County army, Li Shimin's Guanzhong Group, and Zhu Yuanzhang's Huai-Si Group, which could provide him with unlimited assistance.

Of course, we'll have to talk about these things when we get back.

Boxes of supplies and weapons were loaded onto trucks, and cars with stored energy were driven away directly, essentially given away for free. The local gangs were incredibly polite.

"Everyone, go back first. I'm going to explore other places."

When asked to join the group, Li Wei resolutely refused: "More people means more attention, which may not be a good thing. The base is waiting for your supplies and weapons, and I'll be going back soon."

Don't worry about me. If something happens that even I can't handle, your group won't be of any help. If I don't find anything, I'll head back immediately, probably even before you get home.”

With a combination of coaxing and persuasion, they finally managed to get this group of hot-blooded, immature high school students to go back home.

That's how young people are; once they get carried away with their passion, they can't control anything. They'd do anything, even if it meant driving a magnetic stick. Whether they'd be scared later is a matter for later.

After crossing several streets, the familiar Umbrella Corporation building finally appeared before Li Wei. Its red and white color scheme reminded him of the symbol of a shrine maiden at a certain Ruri Shrine, which made Li Wei sigh with emotion.

Before arriving in this timeline, the TV was broadcasting news about the company's CEO denying the rumors, but then the world suddenly ended here.

Where's Dave? Dave, please help!

In this timeline without Crazy Dave Plants & Inc., Umbrella Corporation is reaping what it sowed. The windows and walls are covered with grotesque and horrifying bloody handprints, and the walls are splattered with blood and human tissue. Large numbers of zombies in white coats wander aimlessly through the building, and the overwhelming stench of corpses is so strong that even the sensitive-nosed Inuzoku Momiji would faint on the spot and require Levi to perform CPR.

Li Wei entered stealth mode and slowly advanced, heading directly to the laboratory according to the internal diagram posted at the entrance, hoping to find some useful clues.

"This is the lab. Hmm, it's locked as expected." The boy nodded, which was not surprising at all.

A mere door can't stop anything; Oberon taught me how to pick locks. And even if I can't open it, I can just make my way in.

When a door is harder than a wall, the wall becomes a door.

"Click." The seemingly impenetrable lock was easily pried open, and Li Wei walked in smoothly, demonstrating his profound mastery of the "Merlin Magic" technique. Oberon didn't know whether to be happy or extremely happy.

They also successfully found the diaries of the experimenters they were looking for.

[On [Date], this marks my sixth year working for the Umbrella Corporation. Although I haven't been back to the US to see my wife for five years, and my longing for my hometown has grown heavier each day, my wife just called to say she gave birth to our fourth child. Thinking about that gives me the energy to keep working.]

[On [Date], Japan is such a strange place. Even after several years, I still haven't fully adapted. Yesterday, a man openly dragged a young girl into the woods with the intention of assaulting her, and the people around him were indifferent, as if they hadn't seen anything.]

Seeing this, I rushed into the woods without saying a word and asked the man if I could join him. He hesitated for a moment, then readily agreed. I then pulled him into the grove, while the girl next to us stared in disbelief.

That's strange. They clearly agreed, so why did they still shout, "That's not what I meant"?

As it turns out, even the most stubborn person can't hold out forever.

On [Date], the director called me into his office and gave me a severe scolding because I was caught having an intimate encounter with my new partner in the lab.

I don't think I did anything wrong. After all, she was just lying quietly in bed, and when I asked her if it was okay, she didn't object. In the end, I just made the mistake that every man makes.

“What you should be doing is dissecting the body, not [beep] with her, you bastard!” he said.

"But she's just too captivating, I couldn't resist," I explained somewhat embarrassedly.

"Shut up! If I ever see you doing this with the lab dogs again, I'll dissect you! You're the worst veterinarian I've ever seen!" the head doctor roared in fury.

Pshaw, you have no taste! The lamb is greedy, the calf is overly enthusiastic, and the puppy is always fidgeting and misbehaving. Do you want to experience that kind of life too?

Li Wei: "..."

Is this even written in human language? Are you sure this isn't some kind of evil god's diary? I have this feeling that my mind is being corrupted by the subspace, and that tin cans are about to fall from the sky to cleanse the heretics?

Li Wei closed the diary and looked at the author's name. Judging from the contents, he seemed to be an American, but his name had an oriental feel to it—the diary's owner was called Sorrowful Wind.

I forced myself to turn the pages despite the discomfort, and after enduring further mental torment, I finally found a useful clue.

On [Month] [Day], a new experimental subject was delivered today. It was packaged very securely, as if it were something of great importance. The security measures were stricter than ever before in the research institute.

It wasn't until we opened it that we discovered it was a little girl with red hair, who looked no different from an ordinary person except for a strange object on her head.

Tch, it has neither horns nor fur or hooves, so I'm not very interested in it. I don't know why it's being guarded so closely.

The director said the items will only be stored here for one day, so we need to speed up our research and make the most of every minute.

[On [Month] [Day], the new test subject was indeed different from any of the ones we'd seen before. One mentally unstable individual tried to tease her, daring to enter the safety shield without even wearing a protective suit, only to be crushed into a pool of blood by an invisible force, just like a human being repaired.]

[On [Date], the test subjects were sent away a few days ago. Everyone seems a bit strange today; many people look listless. Did they, like me, party all night with the animals? I didn't see them in the cages either.]

The director is here. He's acting strangely today; his eyes are unfocused, and he smells odd. Did he have too much fun and not shower? Anyway, I'll stop here for now. I'm going to say good morning to him…

The diary ends here.

Chapter 22: I accidentally replenished my mana.

Closing the diary, the impact this little booklet had on Li Wei was more terrifying and horrifying than a billion or even nine hundred million zombies.

If it weren't for the fact that there were still clues to be found, he would just want to turn around and go back to school, hug Kazusa, and regain his remaining sanity.

From now on, anyone who says that words have no power to harm will be punished by copying the diary ten times and memorizing the entire text.

"Let's quickly look for any other valuable clues, and then go home."

He didn't want to stay in this awful place at all. He felt that the laboratory bed he had just touched might still have traces left behind by Mr. Beifeng and his [lover] after their lovemaking.

As for the diary, Li Wei remained silent for a long time before finally deciding to take it with him.

Although the content is not much different from Whispers of the Ancient Gods, there is a lot of valuable information. If you want to watch it critically, you can always be prepared to go to Kazusa to replenish your sanity.

According to the diary, Li Wei found the drugs made in the laboratory and the dissected corpses a few days before the zombie outbreak. Unfortunately, due to the hot weather and the destruction caused by the zombies, there was not much of value.

After carefully selecting what he could carry, the boy arrived at the deepest, most secret room in the laboratory.

"Bang bang bang! Is anyone there?"

Li Wei knocked on the door a few times, but there was no response; the door was securely locked. It was a special electronic lock, impossible to pry open—Omoron's old tricks couldn't help him.

It's alright, if the waterway is blocked, we'll take the land route. Just like Morgan, who was good at playing blue card tricks, couldn't make it work, so Starsea sent Caster, who was good at red card demolition.

He sliced ​​the melon, making seven cuts on top and eight on the bottom, and the seemingly solid door was chopped into large pieces before being kicked away.

"Oh my, there are still survivors?"

Li Wei stared in astonishment at the researcher who appeared before him. The man seemed terrified, kneeling trembling on the ground, motionless, his eyes filled with disbelief as if to say that this was not scientific.

That's unscientific. The world is already ending, why are you still talking about unscientific things?

"Who are you? What happened here?"

"How...how did you get in? Did you take care of all the monsters outside by yourself?"

The other person stared at him for a long time before finally regaining their ability to speak; all they could say was shock.

That's illogical. He knows the fighting power of zombies all too well. There are at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, outside. Did he come in like a monster? With just this handsome young man and that shiny big slash?

"We didn't solve everything; we just took out everyone around us and then infiltrated."

"That zombie..."

"Their combat capabilities are generally not very good, and they are not enough to pose any threat to me."

As if to confirm his words, a Licker descended from the sky, attempting to deliver a righteous blow to Li Wei. Instead, it was dissected so thoroughly that even a master butcher would praise its skill, and the bones could be used to make soup for Tang Sanzang without breaking any rules.

"So this is the right direction for our research. It seems we've been choosing the wrong topic all along."

This guy, whose mental state was clearly abnormal, excitedly approached and circled around Li Wei, clicking his tongue in amazement.

"Ah, this person, ah, this face, ah, this strong muscle, ah..." Just when the boy thought the guy was simply having a relapse and was considering whether to take him back for treatment, the researcher suddenly, for some reason, cut a gash on Li Wei's body.

"You are……"

Just as the boy was about to ask something, his body emitted a loud alarm—the zombie virus had invaded.

"That's right, with such a perfectly evolved body, plus the evolution drugs we specially formulated, we will definitely be able to give birth to a perfect ultimate creature!"

The researcher, who was already obsessed, wanted to say something, but Li Wei didn't give him the chance and directly turned him into Li Sijia Boyi Kao.

The reason it was Li Si and Boyi Kao is because when he slapped Boyi Kao, his upper body flew out more delicately than Boyi Kao's, while his lower body didn't move and was torn apart from the waist.

The zombie virus spreads extremely quickly; an ordinary person would be on the verge of infection by now. Physical violence, which causes blood to flow, would accelerate the spread, but Li Wei has extremely strong drug resistance, so it's not a big problem for him.

In fact, he had conducted experiments in private and discovered that his bodily fluids had a strong resistance to the zombie virus, and that excessive bodily fluids could even kill the virus.

In other words, if someone does develop the virus, as long as they have a lot of bodily fluid exchange with Li Wei, they can at least be guaranteed not to turn into a zombie.