Zombie Apocalypse: I Have Safe Zone Superpower

Chapter 399: Milk



Chapter 399: Chapter 399: Milk



The idea of an extraterrestrial being captured on Earth felt surreal, like something torn straight from a science fiction novel.


Helena let out a bitter chuckle. "Milk."


The word echoed in Ivy’s ears.


Milk.


Milk.


Her mind reeled as scattered memories slammed together.


The note she had once found in the Ravencroft family’s attic, clearly stating that milk should never be given.


At the time, she hadn’t known who it was meant for.


Now she did.


Her face drained of color as realization struck.


Every instance flashed before her eyes. In her previous life, the cold drink Ember had given her. The so-called energy drink.


The cookies Talia had offered in this life, which she’d eaten without a second thought, unaware they contained milk.


Each time, her death frequency had been triggered.


Each time, people around her had been hurt.


A cold horror seeped into her bones. She looked at Helena, her voice barely audible. "Mother..."


Helena’s expression softened with pain as she spoke.


"During our experiments, we discovered something else. That being could transfer energy to those on the verge of death."


Her hands trembled as she continued. "We extracted his DNA... and injected it into a fetus that was dying."


She met Ivy’s eyes.


"As a result," Helena said quietly, "the fetus survived."


The footage on survival revealed something far more terrifying than mere endurance.


Those beings displayed intelligence far surpassing that of normal humans, and the sight of it tempted many.


Among them were parents who had already been cornered by despair, people who would do anything to save their children.


Helena’s voice trembled slightly as she continued, the air in the room growing thick and suffocating.


In a moment born from selfishness and desperation, mixed with a greed they didn’t dare deny, they made their choice.


Without hesitation, they extracted a small portion of DNA from the superior being.


The sterile room, the sharp smell of disinfectant, the faint hum of machines... all of it became the backdrop to a decision that would change everything.


They injected their own babies with the extracted DNA, clinging to the fragile hope that it would allow all of them to survive.


And it did. Every single child lived.


"But during the process," Victor continued, his voice heavy and hoarse, "someone made a mistake."


Because of that negligence, the being escaped.


Before leaving, however, it delivered a message that chilled everyone who heard it to the bone. It vowed revenge.


Not someday in vague terms, but with certainty and cruelty.


It declared that every hybrid beneath its level, every child injected with its blood, would have to die for its vengeance to be fulfilled.


"One day," Helena murmured, "it promised it would return."


By the time Helena fell silent, Ivy found herself unable to speak.


Her throat felt tight, as though invisible hands were wrapped around it.


’It feels like I know everything... and yet nothing at all,’ she thought numbly.


As she forced herself to think more carefully, a slow, creeping premonition formed in her mind.


She lifted her gaze, first to her mother, then to her father, whose shoulders were slumped as if defeat had finally crushed him.


"Were there more children?" Ivy asked softly. "Other babies... who were injected too?"


Helena nodded. "Yes. All of them survived."


She hesitated before adding,


"It was a strange coincidence. Many of the researchers involved either had weak children or were pregnant at the time. We never understood why. Maybe it was the higher-ups’ intention from the beginning. Or maybe it was just fate. We don’t know."


Ivy nodded slowly, her thoughts racing. Five percent, she recalled.


The number echoed in her mind. There was a high chance that every child injected with the deity’s, or that being’s, DNA had undergone a complete genetic alteration.


Their DNA must have changed so profoundly that they became something entirely different.


Something unrecognizable.


Ivy closed her eyes.


Suddenly, so many peculiar details made sense. Her uniquely pink hair.


Her superpower. Even the way her abilities behaved now felt eerily logical.


’Maybe this apocalypse...’ her breath caught, ’maybe it’s his revenge.’


If that were true, then the blood flowing through her veins was also that being’s blood.


That explained why zombies couldn’t harm her. Why she could resist them. Why they instinctively stayed away.


Her thoughts leapt again.


Bella. Moona. Maxi.


Her chest tightened. They’re connected, she realized. All of them.


Bella had been an orphan. Her parents were researchers who had died.


Moona and Maxi were orphans too. The pattern was too clear to ignore.


The children injected with that DNA were either abandoned, kidnapped, or switched at birth.


Taking a deep breath, Ivy looked at her parents, letting out a soft sigh.


She understood their choices, yet remorse flooded her heart.


’If they had told me the truth in my previous life...’ Her fingers curled slightly. ’So many deaths might have been avoided.’


She lifted her head. "Why are you telling me this now?"


Helena and Victor exchanged a glance before Helena spoke. "Because we think you might soon transform completely."


Ivy frowned. "What do you mean?"


Helena reached for a report and handed it to her.


At first, Ivy barely reacted.


’Another DNA report,’ she thought flatly. But when her eyes landed on the percentage, her breath hitched.


It had dropped.


From five percent to four percent.


Her hands trembled. How can someone’s DNA change like this? For a moment, she couldn’t even find her voice.


Finally, she whispered,


"Is the DNA inside me... awakening something? Is it turning me into something that’s no longer human?"


Helena and Victor paused, then nodded, guilt and sorrow written plainly across their faces.


Ivy pressed her lips together.


’In my previous life, they never experimented on me,’ she thought.


’Maybe because we were always on the run. Maybe she had been too broken for them to tell the truth. Or maybe they were simply afraid.’


Now, staring at the evidence, she felt utterly speechless.


"I need time," Ivy said quietly.


Helena nodded at once. "We understand."


As they turned to leave, Ivy suddenly called out, "Wait."


They stopped.


"Did you decide to tell me because you know about my previous life?" she asked softly.



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