Little Garden 16-20

Title: Sorry, the Savior Only Saves the World, Not People

After leaving the infirmary, the rescue team led by Aslan began their operation.

Aslan walked at the front, while Saeko followed behind, keeping watch for undead approaching from the rear.

Shizuka calmly walked in the middle, protected by both of them.

Although the hallway was filled with numerous undead, they posed no threat whatsoever to Aslan.

For any undead blocking his path, he only needed to flick a finger, and their heads would vanish—leaving their bodies motionless.

As for undead attacking from behind, that was Saeko’s responsibility. Aslan trusted in her strength.

After all, if she wanted to earn achievements, Saeko had to contribute too.

After clearing all the undead along the way, the trio arrived at the first-floor lobby.

In the lobby, many undead stood still, silently waiting for fresh meat.

Aslan looked at them, shook his head helplessly, then snapped his fingers.

One by one, the undead collapsed, their heads rolling across the floor, their red eyes still reflecting bloodthirsty instincts.

Yet neither Saeko, Aslan, nor Shizuka cared. They continued walking toward the school gate.

“Alright, no more undead. Let’s keep moving.”

“Mm, Aslan-chan is so kind.”

However, the moment they stepped out of the school building, a shout rang out.

“Look, that’s Marikawa-sensei!”

As a teacher, Shizuka enjoyed considerable popularity at school—especially among male students.

The reason, of course, was something everyone with eyes could understand.

“There’s also Busujima-senpai, and one unfamiliar person. How did they get out?”

“Wait! Where are the undead in the lobby?”

A sharp-eyed student noticed the lobby’s undead appeared to have been cleared.

Undead heads were scattered across the floor.

Among the three, only Saeko was carrying a weapon.

It was obvious who had eliminated the undead.

It must have been Busujima-senpai!!!

She was the kendo club captain and had even won a national tournament championship.

Who else could have cleared the undead like that?

Instantly, the students who had been hiding from the undead felt a glimmer of hope for survival.

Since the undead relied on sound to locate prey, as long as they were careful and stayed quiet, many students had survived.

Of course, this might also be due to Aslan’s team moving quickly and Aslan having already cleared most of the undead earlier.

“Busujima-senpai, please save us!!!!”

“Marikawa-sensei!!!”

The emotionally fragile students couldn’t help but scream!

But this scream didn’t just attract Aslan’s attention—it also drew the undead’s.

The remaining undead, upon hearing the noise, couldn’t resist roaring and rushing toward the source.

“Aslan-kun, should we save them?”

Saeko, holding a sword already soaked in thick zombie blood and stained with blood across her body, asked Aslan.

She was listening to Aslan, since he was the team leader.

“No need. If they can’t even escape from a few undead like these, they’ll have an even harder time surviving outside.”

Aslan shook his head. He had already cleared them!

There were at most two to three thousand people in the school, yet the number of zombies he’d already eliminated was seven to eight hundred.

He had no intention of saving the Japanese people—they weren’t characters he’d ever liked.

[T/N: There it is! Chinese racism toward the Japanese!]

But just as Aslan took a few steps forward, a group of students surrounded them, and the only one who stepped forward was a bespectacled teacher.

“Shido Koichi.”

A blonde girl in the distance growled as she saw the teacher emerge.

Her voice was low, but not low enough to escape his ears. Aslan glanced at her curiously.

Were these four members of the original story’s protagonist group?

Then Aslan shifted his gaze, focusing on the teacher named Shido.

He looked at Shido with interest.

He was very curious what this despicable teacher intended to do.

What excuse would he use to get rid of Aslan?

“Sir, you don’t seem to be a teacher at our school?”

Shido adjusted his glasses, stared at Aslan, and asked, waiting for a response.

All the while searching for a reason to expel Aslan from Fujimi High School. He wanted to be the sole leader here.

Saeko would make an excellent enforcer, and Shizuka was very popular.

If it weren’t for Shizuka’s popularity at school and her close friend Minami Rika, Shido would have already used underhanded methods to get Shizuka.

Now that the apocalypse had arrived, wasn’t this the perfect opportunity?

Looking at Shido, Aslan couldn’t help but laugh bitterly. He had no idea where this despicable teacher got his courage.

“Ah, looks like I cleared too many undead.”

Aslan couldn’t hold back his laughter. He raised his hand, formed a pistol shape, and pointed it at Shido.

*BANG!*

The next second, an invisible spatial line shot from the tip of his finger.

He was too lazy to waste time talking with these people.

“So, is there anyone else who wants to stop us?”

Seeing Shido’s corpse lying on the ground, his face frozen in disbelief, all the students wisely stepped aside and opened a path.

Only Miyamoto Rei cheered excitedly.

“Great! That despicable teacher deserved to die!!!”

Then her mouth was covered by Komuro Takashi, who pulled her away.

“Aslan-chan, aren’t we supposed to save the world? Why aren’t we saving them?”

Clueless Shizuka didn’t feel much about Shido’s death. But shouldn’t a savior save everyone?

“We already saved them.”

“We cleared a lot of undead. Now, the remaining undead in the school aren’t more numerous than the students. With the supplies and fences here, as long as they’re smart and brave enough, they’ll definitely survive.”

Aslan didn’t expect them to live forever—just long enough until China developed the cure.

At most, one or two months. And with the school as a gathering point, Aslan couldn’t believe they couldn’t survive even a month?

If not, then this group was truly useless.

“Mm-hm!! Aslan-chan is the best!!!”

Shizuka couldn’t resist hugging Aslan, rubbing her large chest against him.

-

Title: Destination: The U.S. Military Base in Japan!

“By the way, it’s not like I’m not helping you at all. I’ll clear the undead at this school first.”

Seeing the group of students bowing their heads, too afraid to look at him or even speak, Aslan shook his head helplessly.

Was he really some ancient monster? Were they really that terrified of him?

He actually had a pretty good temper!

“Shizuka, Saeko, let’s go~”

As Aslan closed his eyes and snapped his fingers, countless undead heads rained down from the sky, piling up into a monument made entirely of severed undead heads.

This was a warning to them: don’t follow him unless necessary, because for him, eliminating humans wasn’t much harder than clearing undead.

Surely no one seriously thought of him as a good person, right?

Doing this much already made him incredibly generous.

Shizuka stared blankly at the monument of undead heads, then obediently followed without much thought.

Meanwhile, Saeko walked beside Aslan, katana in hand.

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On the main road of Tsuwa City, a Humvee sped forward. Shizuka sat in the driver’s seat, driving the Humvee Aslan had summoned.

Saeko sat in the passenger seat, studying a Tokyo map and guiding Shizuka toward Umbrella Corporation’s Tokyo research base.

Though Shizuka was a bit clumsy, her driving skills were actually quite good.

Even on Tokyo’s highways, clogged with abandoned cars and roaming undead, Shizuka’s carefree nature added an exhilarating edge to her driving.

At least Aslan, sitting in the back, felt a bit of thrill.

Various extreme maneuvers—overtaking, drifting, even cutting lanes—were executed effortlessly by Shizuka.

When she hit undead, she didn’t hesitate—just rammed and crushed them.

Splattered blood added to the apocalyptic atmosphere of the Humvee.

Of course, Saeko wasn’t weak either. Even in this chaos, she calmly directed Shizuka.

She also didn’t forget to warn Shizuka about upcoming obstacles and where she could safely crash through.

As for the vehicle? If it got damaged, so be it!

After all, Aslan still had plenty of U.S. military Humvees, even tanks, and even fighter jets.

Of course, he had them—but whether he could actually pilot them was another matter.

He’d raided a U.S. military base. This wasn’t a joke—he’d thoroughly looted it.

Ah, no. Why say “looted”? It should be called “purchased at zero price.”

“Yokosuka City, this is it, correct.”

Yokosuka City, located in Kanagawa Prefecture on the southeastern Miura Peninsula, economically belongs to the Greater Tokyo Area.

Broadly speaking, it’s considered part of Tokyo.

The most famous reason for Yokosuka isn’t that—it’s because of the renowned Yokosuka Naval Base, one of Japan’s four largest military bases.

Most importantly, it’s the home port of the U.S. Fleet.

Even Umbrella Corporation’s biological research base was established here.

For this reason, Aslan had good grounds to suspect the virus was a joint project between Umbrella and the U.S.

However, Yokosuka City was now in ruins. Not a single living person remained on the streets—only aimless zombies wandered.

Aslan couldn’t help but sniff, then waved his hand in disgust.

“What a horrible stench! Not just the rotting smell of zombies—the virus itself smells disgusting!”

It was so revolting that Aslan considered causing spatial tremors right here.

This further strengthened his suspicions.

As long as he didn’t have to go to Raccoon City to find the Red Queen, or search for data worldwide, he’d be satisfied.

Was it just his imagination, or did the undead here seem slightly different from those in Tsuwa City?

Specifically, these zombies felt more like actual zombies—not the slow-moving undead from Tsuwa City.

Even their senses were far sharper. Though Aslan was still quite far away, they had already detected him and the others.

“Alright, I see the difference.”

Looking at the approaching zombies, Aslan couldn’t help but grimace.

The zombies were running—doing parkour!!!

Damn it, they were almost catching up to the speeding Humvee!!!

The Humvee’s speed wasn’t blazing fast, but it wasn’t something an ordinary person could chase.

Suddenly, Aslan felt like he’d been transported to a different movie set.

He felt like his filming location had instantly shifted from High School of the Dead to World War Z.

The zombies in World War Z were utterly absurd. Aslan remembered a scene where a zombie burned to ash.

But its unburned hand still reached out, trying to grab something!

Could this thing even be killed by normal means?

No wonder the world fell so quickly. If this virus kept mutating, what would happen?

“This thing needs heavy weapons.”

As he said this, Aslan silently pulled out a close-range anti-aircraft cannon and lifted it with his bare hands.

After all, he was a god now—lifting an anti-aircraft cannon was effortless.

As the saying goes, “High Cannon flat, military court.” This time, Aslan could finally appreciate the power of a close-range anti-aircraft cannon.

*TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT!*

Countless bullets instantly slammed into the zombie horde, exploding!

Creating a massive ring-shaped shockwave spreading outward, immediately launching the zombies into the air!!!

*BAM!* *BAM!* *BAM!* *BAM!*

Innumerable zombies were blown skyward. They rained down like a zombie shower, crashing into the ground, rooftops, and even the car’s roof.

Yet Aslan still controlled space to form a simple shield around himself, preventing him from being splattered by thick, rotten zombie blood.

Under this relentless barrage, even the concrete jungle couldn’t escape becoming rubble.

Especially since many buildings in Japan were made of wood. Flames ignited by the bullets cleared the last remnants of these zombies.

“Awesome!!! This is the right way to deal with a zombie horde!!!”

Aslan, shouldering the anti-aircraft cannon, shouted joyfully. He didn’t forget to pull out two individual rocket launchers and hand them to Saeko and Shizuka.

After loading the rockets for them.

“Come on, aim over there—at the biggest zombie cluster!!!”

Of course, Shizuka was thrilled and fired, blowing up a group of zombies.

But Saeko hesitated slightly.

“Aslan-kun, but I’m more skilled with a sword.”

“Sword? This is American Iaido!! Learn it properly!!”

“Huh?...”

-

Title: Do You Know What a Chinese Time Traveler Is?

It had to be admitted—there were truly countless zombies in Yokosuka.

Added to the noise from the relentless gunfire, zombies from far away were quickly converging.

Moreover, their mobility, comparable to the World War Z zombies, was quite terrifying.

One after another, they rushed forward like parkour experts. Even when faced with obstacles, they could stack themselves into human ladders in mere seconds.

One could say it was truly horrifying.

If Aslan hadn’t brought an entire weapons warehouse with him, he might have actually had to resort to using his divine power.

Yet, these very weapons—originally prepared to face potential dangers in other worlds—had become useless after he arrived in Little Garden and received Divinity from Shiroyasha.

Thankfully, now he could finally use them to clear out his inventory.

After all, firearms were completely useless in Little Garden.

“Alright, Shizuka, you can ditch the grenade launcher.”

Aslan casually tossed the close-range anti-aircraft cannon he’d been carrying in a random direction.

“No way, Aslan-chan! Aren’t there still so many undead left to destroy?”

Shizuka clung tightly to the grenade launcher in her arms. She had just started having fun and getting into the rhythm. She wanted to shoot again.

Honestly, blowing up large groups of zombies was incredibly enjoyable and stress-relieving!

“We’re almost at our destination.”

Aslan pointed toward the building with the giant Umbrella logo, speaking with a slightly helpless tone. Along the way, he had already fired off hundreds of thousands of bullets.

Of course the journey was smooth and obstacle-free!

Japan itself was just a tiny speck. How long could an unobstructed trip possibly take?

“Alright, Aslan-chan.”

Shizuka reluctantly put down the grenade launcher, just as she had with the rocket launcher earlier when Aslan told her to.

Then Aslan turned to Saeko and held out his hand.

“Saeko, give me your sword. I’ll add some magic to it.”

Actually, he was just layering divine power onto it. After all, Aslan didn’t know any actual magic enhancement techniques.

But with his divine strength, it was easy enough to add a layer of sharpness to the blade capable of cutting through anything.

After Aslan’s brief explanation, and after Saeko tested it on a nearby piece of scrap metal—confirming its sharpness—she couldn’t help but smile. As a sword expert, she naturally knew just how much a superior blade could enhance her combat power.

Especially this one—even cutting through metal felt as smooth as a hot knife through butter, nearly doubling her fighting strength.

Previously, she could only rely on her weapon to fight the extremely fast zombies, and even needed heavy weapons to deal with large hordes. But now, with this sword, she was confident she could silently clear small zombie groups without making a sound.

“Thank you, Aslan-kun.”

“You’re welcome. After all, I’m the one who brought you here. I have to guarantee your safety.”

Aslan said casually. After all, it was just adding a layer of divine power—barely costing him any energy at all.

“Aslan-chan, I want one too!”

Seeing Aslan add magic to Saeko’s sword, making it so sharp, Shizuka felt a little left out.

Well, not really unfair—she just thought that such a fun thing should be something she could try too.

Shizuka tightly hugged Aslan’s arm and whined.

Of course, Aslan couldn’t resist Shizuka’s whining. He also pulled out a bulletproof glass shield, added magic to it, and handed it to her.

“Shizuka, from now on, please help us hold back the zombies!”

Shizuka stared blankly, then looked at the shield in her hand, and at Aslan’s hand resting on her shoulder.

She froze for a moment, then pointed at herself and said, “Huh? Me?”

Shizuka was clumsy, not stupid. Of course, a stupid person couldn’t become a doctor. Though she was just a school nurse, she truly held a valid medical license.

She was fully aware of the zombies’ strength and speed.

“Of course. Shizuka, our safety is in your hands.”

Aslan said, barely holding back laughter. Of course, he had no intention of actually making Shizuka hold back attacks—his spatial protection was always active.

This was just about giving equal treatment.

“Aslan-chan, you’re naughty!!! Bad boy!!!”

Shizuka could clearly see the smile in Aslan’s eyes. She couldn’t help but puff her cheeks like an angry little pufferfish!

She was mad, and decided not to talk to Aslan for three whole minutes!

“Haha.”

Seeing Shizuka’s adorable expression, Aslan couldn’t help but laugh.

Then, looking at Shizuka with her puffed cheeks, Aslan gently poked her pufferfish-like cheek and let out the air she had puffed into her mouth.

“Alright, alright. Of course Shizuka has a job.”

Then Aslan slipped two cards into Shizuka’s hand. One card contained emergency medicine, the other emergency supplies.

“You’re the only doctor among us. If Saeko and I get injured, we’ll be counting on you, Shizuka.”

“Mm, Aslan-chan is the best!!!”

Shizuka took the two Magic: The Gathering cards and immediately hugged Aslan.

Meanwhile, Saeko stood nearby, carefully cleaning and maintaining her sword. She knew a fierce battle was about to begin.

As a daughter of a warrior family, she wouldn’t allow herself to be just a mascot. She wanted to be the sword in Aslan’s hand.

Then they restocked supplies from the car and ate some snacks. Even if it wasn’t because of severed limbs scattered everywhere,

Aslan would’ve wanted to hold a small barbecue party.

Don’t underestimate how rich the supplies prepared by a time traveler from China could be, especially after acquiring an almost limitless warehouse.

If it weren’t for the low automation level of American production lines—requiring human operators—he would’ve even moved the entire production line over.

Yet his only regret was that the cost of creating land cards was too high. Otherwise, he’d have built a fully mechanized farm inside a land card.

But for now, wait until he returned to Little Garden, earned some money, and then he’d build an even more advanced farm!

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Then Aslan stored the car, turned around, and looked at Yokosuka City—filled with zombies, not a single living person in sight.

With a snap of his fingers, terrifying tremors began in space, as if the entire world was shaking!

*CRACKKKK!* *CRACKKKK!*

Space shattered like glass.

Finally, with an extremely loud explosion, the entire city of Yokosuka—except for the Umbrella research base building standing before them—was leveled.

Not a single zombie survived!!!

One could say it was incredibly efficient!!!!

-

Title: There’s Another Expert

From the outside, the Umbrella Corporation research base building looked no different from other high-rise buildings.

Equally shiny, with clean glass windows sparkling under the afternoon sun.

“But... the absence of any abnormalities is the biggest abnormality of all.”

Looking at the building completely undamaged, its interior office layout appearing as if workers had just left—still filled with signs of life—

The only oddity was that Aslan detected no living creatures inside.

It was eerily silent.

“Aslan-chan, I feel like it’s kind of creepy in here.”

Shizuka tightly hugged Aslan’s arm, a bit frightened, perhaps hoping it would give her a little sense of safety.

After all, anyone could tell something was off here.

Even though the virus had spread suddenly, survivors fleeing and infected zombies would still make some noise.

Especially considering the noise Aslan had made earlier—it was impossible for the zombies here not to have heard it.

They should have come out.

Yet there were no traces of zombies walking around here at all.

Then, urged by Aslan, Shizuka gathered her courage, gripped her shield, and walked into the research base alongside Aslan and Saeko.

“Warning—danger!”

Saeko tightly gripped her sword and signaled Aslan to stop.

Suddenly, a blood-red monster—appearing skinned and exposing raw flesh—rushed from the distance.

Wielding sharp claws, it lunged at Aslan and the others.

*WHOOSH!* *WHOOSH!*

But with two swift slashes from Saeko’s sword, one head flew off, and the remaining body was cleanly split in two.

The sharpness of her magically enhanced blade was still slightly beyond Saeko’s comprehension.

In that confrontation, she hadn’t felt the slightest resistance. She’d effortlessly killed the zombie just now?

Zombie? Was that even a zombie? Or some other monster?

Aslan wasn’t quite sure. After all, he only half-understood the plot of High School of the Dead, and High School of the Dead itself was an unfinished manga.

Now this world even had Umbrella Corporation—so if something else appeared, Aslan wouldn’t be too surprised.

“Look, the monster’s body disappeared!”

Shizuka pointed at where the monster had fallen, speaking with slight panic. Its body had clearly been there just moments ago!

This place was so strange!

“It didn’t disappear—it melted, dissolved into blood.”

Aslan explained. Shizuka hadn’t noticed, but he had seen it very clearly.

Even the blood that the monster had melted into was still trying to attack them.

But it was blocked by Aslan’s spatial shield and couldn’t get near them at all.

Aslan didn’t want to get touched by such a disgusting thing!

Realizing that even after dissolving into blood, it still couldn’t reach Aslan and the others, the monster became frustrated.

Or rather, it wasn’t just one monster—it was a group!

In an instant, blood from who-knows-where covered the entire floor. Only the area protected by Aslan’s spatial shield remained the sole safe zone.

From within the pool of blood, a pair of hands with sharp claws—appearing clad in black armor—emerged.

If Aslan hadn’t known that the blood layer was only about a dozen centimeters thick, and that they were still standing on the floor, he might have been fooled.

They weren’t crawling out of the blood—they were transforming from the blood.

As Aslan calmly touched his chin, waiting for these monsters to finish transforming so he could see what kind of monsters they were,

He noticed their distinctive black armor, sharp claws, and tentacles.

“Wow, I thought the World War Z parkour zombies were the limit, but turns out there’s another expert here!”

Yes, Aslan finally recognized these monsters.

The infamous Blacklight virus. This only deepened his curiosity—was there something extraordinary beneath this base?

“But why has our A-kun turned into a group now?”

Aslan sighed helplessly. He really had come to save the world.

If not for him, waiting for the Blacklight virus to evolve to withstand nuclear explosions, this world would truly be destroyed.

Aslan had no doubt that this thing—possibly or possibly not the Blacklight virus—had likely already evolved to resist nuclear blasts.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t be mass-producing A-kun.

Seeing Saeko looking eager to try, Aslan held her shoulder.

“Enough, Saeko. You’re no match for them.”

“I’ll handle it.”

Saeko obediently sheathed her sword and stepped back behind Aslan, next to Shizuka.

After instructing Saeko and Shizuka to stay put, Aslan stepped out of the spatial shield.

He observed this mass-produced group of A-kun variants, but before Aslan could even speak,

A divine, godlike voice echoed from all directions.

“You and I are both gods. Why don’t we join in this boundless evolution?”

It said so. After all, it had clearly seen Aslan’s actions outside.

In an instant, Aslan had blown up the entire city in a way completely incomprehensible to it.

It couldn’t guarantee it could withstand Aslan’s current attack.

“God? Just you? Hehe!”

Hearing the monster’s arrogant words, Aslan couldn’t help but mock it.

Unable to destroy a planet in a single strike—did it really deserve to call itself a god?

He himself didn’t dare call himself a god. He was just a beginner who had just received Divinity.

Ten thousand heavenly soldiers surrounding Sun Wukong? That was his level.

“Whatever, I’m too lazy for long talks.”

Aslan shook his head. He extended his hand and clenched it tightly. A card depicting Umbrella Corporation and its underground base appeared in his hand.

To prevent battle damage to the data here from fighting... whoever this was—whatever, let’s just call it Mother for now—

To prevent data damage from fighting Mother, Aslan first transformed this location into a land card—Umbrella Corporation Research Base.

He was now feeling a bit bored. After all, this might be the final boss.

He’d just finish it off, wrap it up, and return to Little Garden. He still wasn’t sure about the time flow rate between Little Garden and this world.

Alright, to be honest, the author doesn’t know how to drag this out anymore. After all, this really is a dungeon meant to be cleared quickly.

A Five-Digit Spatial God quickly clearing a Resident Evil-themed dungeon—he just doesn’t know how to make it longer.

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Title: Three Hours to Save the World!!

“I... “

Before Mother could even react, the entire base had already vanished.

Transformed into a Magic: The Gathering card in Aslan’s hand.

With that, the true form of Mother—hidden deep within the vast underground chambers—was revealed.

A giant, pulsating mass of blood-red flesh, throbbing like a living heart.

“Can... can I surrender now?”

Mother spoke with extreme humility. The voice that once sounded godlike now trembled with submission.

What else could it do?

Who knew it had just consumed everyone in the research base, intending to continue researching the virus so it could evolve to a higher stage?

In the end, it had encountered a monster far stronger than itself.

Compared to itself, Mother now felt that Aslan was much more like a true god.

Although it had released all the viruses in this world and secretly controlled researchers to conduct countless experiments, it had done so to push life toward higher evolution!

“What do you think?”

Then Aslan immediately hurled Mother into the Sun.

Although his own spatial abilities couldn’t teleport over such a distance, don’t forget—he still possessed Sun Authority.

Though his Sun Authority leaned more toward survival-support abilities, it still held dominion over the sun.

In Little Garden, with so many Sun Gods existing, it wasn’t particularly useful.

But outside Little Garden, borrowing a little solar power through Sun Authority was incredibly easy.

Like now—he directly threw this viral Mother into the Sun, letting solar flames cleanse all its sins.

Watching the Sun burn Mother to nothing, Aslan couldn’t help but smile.

He neatly organized the two Magic: The Gathering cards he had just obtained.

Two cards? Wasn’t there only one land card?

Then what was the other one?

【Magic: The Gathering Card: Young Blacklight Virus Mother
Type: Creature Card
Ability: Limitless Evolution, Limitless Adaptation
Description: The last remaining virus after all evil and memories were burned away by solar fire.】

Most importantly, as a virus that nearly destroyed the world, there was a high chance it would gain the identity of “Final Trial of Mankind” in Little Garden.

If that happened, he would truly gain a massive advantage.

Even if not, Aslan wouldn’t lose anything either.

“Alright, Saeko and Shizuka, it’s done.”

Aslan turned around, clapped his hands, and smiled at Shizuka and Saeko.

Only now did Shizuka and Saeko truly realize how terrifying Aslan really was.

“Aslan-chan, are you a god?”

Shizuka asked with intense curiosity.

“Not a god—just a Planeswalker passing by.”

Aslan said with great humility. Just a traveler, nothing special to mention.

“Then, Aslan-chan, can you bless me?”

Shizuka blinked her big eyes, looking at Aslan with hope.

A living god. She had actually met a real, living god.

A god’s blessing would surely make her luck incredibly good, right?

Seeing Shizuka like this, Aslan paused for a moment, then smiled.

“Then I’ll give you a good blessing, Shizuka.”

After saying that, Aslan gently kissed Shizuka’s forehead as a blessing.

Shizuka laughed with immense joy.

Then Aslan turned to Saeko and asked.

“Saeko, by the way, do you want to come with me?”

Seeing Aslan extending his hand, Saeko didn’t refuse—she reached out and took it.

“Of course. Then, I’ll be under your guidance for the rest of my life.”

Following someone she’d known for less than three hours?

Saeko knew full well this was an incredibly crazy idea, but the truth was, in these three hours, she had experienced thrills and adventures she’d never known in her entire life.

It was also a kind of liberation.

She knew clearly—after experiencing this, she could no longer continue living in this peaceful world.

So she chose to follow him. She believed Aslan would take her to a new world.

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Then Aslan instantly crossed the ocean and found the Chinese government, which had already restored order and was preparing to dispatch rescue teams to various locations.

Although China had also been hit by the virus, its strong execution capability was quickly demonstrated.

Just like how they built temporary shelters within hours after an earthquake.

Moreover, due to several paranoid think-tank members who had already prepared emergency plans for biological crises like zombie viruses,

Even in just a few hours, many areas in China had already begun stabilizing.

After briefly demonstrating his power and explaining his purpose,

Aslan also located a site and placed the Umbrella Corporation base there.

Since Mother had previously aimed to evolve further and improve the virus,

The base had been well-preserved. All data was intact, and nothing in the computers was corrupted.

Under these circumstances, Aslan was confident that China could easily solve the virus, research the relevant vaccine serum, and completely eliminate the zombie undead from the world.

Of course, Aslan’s requests didn’t end there. He also asked the Chinese researchers, using Umbrella Corporation’s data,

To extract all the technology. After copying it, Aslan prepared to return to Little Garden.

As for everything else, he left it to the Chinese government to handle.

Then, Aslan instantly returned to Little Garden and communicated with Little Garden’s Central Core, requesting observation.

In an instant, countless scenes appeared before his eyes.

His vision expanded limitlessly. The surrounding environment instantly shifted from flat to three-dimensional.

As if he were on an airplane, looking down from high above.

Then light appeared. A pillar of light suddenly descended from the void, piercing through the entire planet.

After that, before Aslan could react, scene after scene emerged from the pillar of light.

Humans hunting tigers and leopards in groups, humans cutting down forests and burning land, humans writing myths on goat-skin parchment... Various figures appeared.

From the birth of human civilization, through the Industrial Revolution, to a team of explorers collecting a strange virus from a jungle.

Suddenly, Aslan seemed to understand something. This was the unification of this world? More precisely, the history of the entire worldview.

The history of countless multiverses originating from High School of the Dead.

Aslan had spent three hours saving one world. Under the unification of Little Garden’s Central Core, he had saved this countless-multiverse expanse—the entire High School of the Dead worldview.

Watching this scene, Aslan got an idea. What would happen if he inserted a land card into it?