Apocalypse: King of Zombies

Chapter 239 - 239: The Terminator？

Time passed, and the killings around San Bernardino showed no signs of stopping. Genesis Biotech was at its breaking point. They had stopped venturing out to rescue survivors—they could barely protect themselves anymore.

All the Awakeners were called back to defend the facility, ensuring the zombies didn't breach their perimeter.

But then, one day, Sophia's reinforcements finally arrived. Three third-generation cyborgs, disguised as zombies, had managed to slip past the Zombie Kings patrolling the area and infiltrate the city.

When Sophia got the news, she rushed out to meet them. What she saw were three "zombies" shambling toward Genesis Biotech. But as they approached, their flesh began to ripple and flow like liquid, quickly reforming into the shapes of three young men. Their faces were flawless, almost unnervingly perfect, like sculptures crafted by a master artist.

Yet their eyes… their eyes were devoid of any human warmth. Cold. Empty.

"Hello, Sophia," one of them greeted her, his voice smooth and calm.

"Uh…" Sophia froze for a moment, taken aback. It was uncanny. She couldn't help but marvel at how advanced artificial intelligence had become. These third-generation cyborgs spoke and acted almost indistinguishably from humans.

And yet, for reasons she couldn't quite explain, a chill ran down her spine.

The handsome cyborg smiled faintly, as if sensing her unease. "Sophia, there's no need to be afraid. We've been programmed with strict directives. We will never harm humans."

"Oh…" Sophia nodded, though her surprise only deepened. Could they… could they actually understand her emotions?

"Well, there are a lot of zombies outside the city. Since you're here, let's not waste time. Get out there and start fighting."

"Understood," one of them replied with a curt nod.

The three cyborgs quickly split into teams, each leading a squad of human Awakeners. Their mission was to venture beyond the city, rescue survivors, secure supplies, and recruit more Awakeners to their cause.

Once the teams were dispatched, Sophia returned to her office and activated the surveillance system, keeping a close eye on the cyborgs' movements.

Her secretary, standing nearby, couldn't hide her skepticism. "Sophia, are you sure this is going to work? It's just three cyborgs. Can they really handle all those zombies?"

"They should be fine," Sophia replied, her tone measured. "According to the re