As the aircraft climbed higher into the sky, it gradually leveled out, gliding smoothly like a ship drifting through a sea of clouds.
Big Ears and the rest of the corpses were plastered to the windows, wide-eyed and gawking at the view.
Ethan, meanwhile, sat off to the side, casually scrolling through his phone.
Not all of the Zombie Kings had joined this migration. PhD had stayed behind to guard the nest.
Ever since he'd modified Laura, it was like he'd opened the door to a whole new world. After the battle with Nightbane, there were plenty of zombies left with missing arms and legs.
PhD had plans for them—he wanted to rebuild them all, piece by piece, and create a full-on "cyber-zombie army."
The Genesis Biotech branch warehouse in San Diego still had a ton of leftover materials. Might as well put that junk to good use.
PhD had also sent over a document—Genesis Biotech's infamous "Zombie King Files."
Ethan scrolled through the contents.
