August 7th. Moderate rain.

Over ten days have passed since that sudden aerial attack. The bioships have been searching for my whereabouts. It looks like the Zhutian warship fleets have finally realized my importance.

I have been hiding the past few days, constantly shifting locations, just like when the zombie crisis first broke out.

Fortunately, more than a year has passed, and I am no longer the same as before. With the protection of the Zombie Kings and the guidance from the two planetary wills, mere reconnaissance ships can't do anything about me.

During this process, I even discovered the traitor who had defected to the Zhutian Civilization. He had been leaving clues for the reconnaissance ships all this time. After dealing with the traitor, the reconnaissance ships could no longer track me down.

It appears that I not only have to guard against the Zhutian Civilization, but also against my own people. This won't be an easy war.

The Class-Cyan bioship still has to be dealt with. Since the Blue Planet's current technology can't breach its exterior defenses, we'll have to infiltrate from within.

I’d already formulated a plan while on the run. I’ll capture a small bioship and use it to infiltrate the Class-Cyan bioship, destroying it from the inside in one go.

From the soul memories obtained, I have learned that the Class-Cyan bioship contacts the small bioships every fifteen minutes. The Intellect Zombie King can search souls to extract information about the communication method, but the difficulty lies in stealthily eliminating the pilot, timing it with the communication window, and resolving the battle in fifteen minutes to complete the takeover of the small bioship.

The current plan is to feign an attack on the small bioships. After blasting a hole, we can slip inside under the cover of artillery fire.

I'll draft a more detailed plan tonight.

Taking a day off.