Chapter 128: Chapter 128: The Unsettling Presence

Sachiko's heart raced in her chest as she backed away from the window, panic gripping her. The sight outside was unlike anything she had ever seen. The usual calm and control over the zombies that Ryo commanded seemed to vanish with the appearance of this new, mysterious figure.The female zombie stood there, still and eerily composed. She had straight, long hair that hung down her back and lifeless, pure white eyes. Her skin was pale, almost unnaturally so, as if every drop of blood had been drained from her body. There were no visible signs of decay or wounds—nothing that marked her as one of the undead, except for her lifeless stare.

"What… what is that?" Sachiko whispered, her voice trembling. Her mind raced for answers, but there was nothing familiar about this new entity.

The zombies around the house, which were usually docile and obedient to Ryo, seemed uneasy. The Brutes, in particular—the bulky, towering zombies with immense strength—were ready to strike. Their massive frames were tense, muscles coiled in preparation for battle, yet they made no move. It was as though they were waiting for something, unsure of how to handle this unknown presence.

Sachiko swallowed hard, her eyes darting from the female zombie to the others around her. Why hadn't Ryo warned her about something like this? Was this another mutation, or was something more sinister at play?

She knew she needed to wake Ryo, but part of her was frozen in place, staring at the scene outside, wondering what would happen next.

Sachiko's heart pounded as she cautiously peeked out the window once more, hoping the female zombie had disappeared. Instead, her breath caught in her throat when she saw it — the unknown female zombie, standing still but now directly staring at her. Its lifeless white eyes locked onto Sachiko's, sending a chill down her spine.

Her instincts kicked in, and panic overtook her. She screamed, the sound piercing through the air as she bolted from the window, her feet barely touching the floor as she ran toward Ryo's room.

"Ryo!" she screamed, her voice filled with fear.

Ryo, who had been in a deep sleep, was startled awake, immediately alert. He sat up quickly, his mind sharp despite just waking up. He saw Sachiko rushing toward him, her face pale with terror.

"What's wrong?" Ryo demanded, his voice calm but laced with concern.

Sachiko stumbled to a stop by his side, breathing heavily. "There's… there's a zombie outside. She's different! She… she was staring right at me!"

Ryo's brow furrowed, his mind racing as he tried to understand what she was describing. "A different zombie? What do you mean?"

"She looks like a normal woman, no wounds, no decay… but her eyes… they're all white, and her skin is pale. The other zombies… they seem scared of her, like they don't know what to do!"

Sachiko's fear was palpable, and Ryo could see the genuine panic in her eyes. Something about this was not right. Without a word, Ryo got up, grabbed his MP5, and headed for the window to see for himself. He knew whatever this was, it had to be investigated — and quickly.

Ryo approached the window cautiously, his eyes scanning the area Sachiko had described. But when he looked out, there was nothing there—no strange female zombie, no sign of movement. His grip tightened around his MP5 as he raised it, ready for anything. He didn't trust the sudden calm.

"Sachiko, stay back," he said, his voice firm and commanding. He moved toward the door, his mind racing. If the female zombie was as different as Sachiko described, it could be something new—something dangerous.

From inside, he called out a low command, his voice carrying through the cracks of the door and into the yard. "Strider, front."

A moment later, he heard the familiar, swift movements of his personal army of zombies responding to his call. The Striders, with their eerie speed and agility, formed a protective formation in front of the door, ready to react to any threat.

Ryo took a deep breath and, with his MP5 raised, slowly opened the door, prepared for whatever awaited him outside. The air felt heavy, and the stillness of the yard seemed unnatural, as if something was watching. He wasn't sure what to expect, but he knew he needed to be ready for anything.

When Ryo stepped outside, MP5 raised and eyes sharp, he immediately commanded the Striders to circle around him, their swift, silent movements creating a protective barrier. The Brutes, massive and imposing, stood at the ready, their hulking forms prepared to charge or defend at a moment's notice. seaʀᴄh thё nôvel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The once hesitant and scared regular zombies, who had cowered in fear earlier, seemed to regain their courage in Ryo's presence, as if his mere appearance brought them a sense of order and power. They no longer shrank away, standing firm and ready under his unspoken authority.

Ryo's eyes scanned the area meticulously, taking in every detail. The wind rustled the trees, and the only sound around was the shuffling of his undead soldiers. The female zombie Sachiko had described—pale skin, drained of blood, with long hair and full white eyes—was nowhere to be seen. But Ryo wasn't about to let his guard down.

He moved carefully, eyes darting from shadow to shadow, his senses heightened. Something about this situation felt off, as if the very air was holding its breath, waiting for something to happen.

"Where are you?" he muttered to himself, tightening his grip on the MP5. He was ready for anything, and if this unknown zombie was a threat, he would take care of it swiftly.

Suddenly, the unknown zombie appeared before Ryo in an instant, as if it had materialized from thin air. The Striders, ever vigilant, tightened their circle around him, ready to act at the slightest command. Ryo's heart skipped a beat from the suddenness, but he didn't falter. His grip on the MP5 remained steady as he stared at the figure before him.

It was exactly as Sachiko had described: smooth, long hair cascading over its shoulders, pale skin like it had been drained of life, and those eerie white eyes that seemed to pierce through the dark. But despite its haunting appearance, the new zombie didn't attack or make any sudden moves. It simply stood there, unnervingly still, as if waiting for something.

Ryo narrowed his eyes, studying the creature, trying to understand what it was. And then he noticed it—the dress. His breath caught in his throat. The dress… it was familiar. Too familiar.

He remembered it clearly now. That was the dress he had put on the female zombie during his recent experiment by the stream. The one he had cleaned and prepared, hoping to observe any changes. But how… how had she made it all the way here, and why did she look so different?

His mind raced with possibilities. Could the "experiment" have caused this?

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The female zombie from his experiment. Ryo's eyes widened as he took in her transformation—her once pale, lifeless skin had become smooth and beautiful, almost like that of a living person. The only eerie detail was her eyes, now completely white, devoid of any emotion or life, no longer the pitch-black void that marked the other zombies.

Before Ryo could fully process what he was seeing, the female zombie suddenly moved. She darted forward with an inhuman speed, slipping past the Striders before they could even react. Ryo instinctively raised his MP5, his heart pounding as the creature closed in on him.

But to his surprise, she didn't attack. Instead, the female zombie stopped right in front of him, standing close, as if waiting for something. Her posture wasn't aggressive, and there was no sign of hostility. Ryo felt a strange tension in the air as her vacant, white eyes locked onto his.

It was almost as if… she recognized him.Ryo's mind raced as he stared into the empty white eyes of the female zombie. The way she stood there, unmoving but intent, made it clear she was waiting for something. No signs of aggression, no indication that she was a threat. It was unsettling.

*No...* Ryo thought, a chill running down his spine. Could it be? Did this female zombie want the experiment to continue? The idea seemed ridiculous, yet the way she was behaving hinted at something deeper—an expectation, almost as if she were aware of what had happened between them before.

The experiment had changed her, that much was obvious. But what did she want now?

Ryo felt a shiver run down his spine as the female zombie nuzzled and licked his neck. Her pale skin and white eyes made her actions seem almost surreal. Despite the unsettling nature of her behavior, it was clear she wasn't trying to harm him. Instead, her actions were strangely intimate.

Ryo's initial shock gave way to cautious curiosity. He had never encountered a zombie behaving like this before. It was as if the experiment had somehow altered her instincts or behavior, making her seek some form of connection or response from him.

He kept his MP5 ready but lowered his guard slightly, observing her closely. The situation was both perplexing and intriguing. What was she trying to communicate? Was there something more to this change in her behavior, and what could it mean for future experiments?

But what shocked Ryo even more was how the female zombie had moved with such speed that even the Striders, who were known for their agility, couldn't stop her. He glanced at the other zombies nearby—none of them moved toward him or the female zombie. Even the Striders just stood there, watching.

"What the fuck…" Ryo muttered under his breath. This experiment had succeeded far beyond what he had imagined, but now it was spiraling out of control. He felt a wave of panic rise. The female zombie was not just a product of the experiment—it had evolved into something far more dangerous and aware.

Ryo, his instincts taking over, pushed the female zombie away and jumped back, raising his MP5. He fired, the bullets tearing through the air, but she was too fast. In a blur of motion, she dodged every shot as if the bullets were moving in slow motion. It was clear—this zombie wouldn't leave him alone.

"Dammit!" Ryo gritted his teeth and commanded the Striders to attack. "Go after her!"

The Striders obeyed instantly, lunging at the female zombie with incredible speed. But she leaped and danced around their strikes effortlessly, her movements fluid and fast, like a predator playing with its prey. What unnerved Ryo most was that she didn't strike back.

It wasn't fear holding her back—it was as though she recognized them as part of his army, as if she understood they were under Ryo's command.

Ryo's heart raced as he watched the scene unfold. The female zombie had become something more—faster, smarter, and perhaps even loyal to him in some twisted way. But she was still unpredictable, and he knew he couldn't let his guard down.