I was already excited about the fifth and golden quests, about facing Hescos, invading other worlds, expanding my kingdom, and getting to verify all the rumours and theories about zombies.
The problem with the zombie disaster was indeed interesting. If I managed to control it as that zombie race powerhouse said, then it would turn out to be a blessing.
Having a way to solve the biggest disaster was indeed great, especially when my enemies were destined to struggle and face tons of trouble with it.
Thinking about these things didn't distract me from resuming my training. As I progressed, I realised that there was no way for me to get exactly my current strength.
Was I at stage three? Four? Or six of the second big base? I couldn't tell. All I could notice at the end of these two and half long years was the improvement in my energy and strength.
I held a strength that was almost five times like I held before. And my energy changed from being silver into pale gold now.