Wichita Zombieland

This novel is fictional and every character name, place and other is a pure coincidence. Thanks!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~°~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Did you think there is only sword and magic when you reincarnate? or do you imagine you will be transmigrating in your favorite stories and movie? Let's follow Lucas D. Cale, journey with his evolution system to became top of the food chain in the zombieland with beauties in his side and can he entrain the Supreme Being who rule his or he will able to surpasses his law? -------------- I'm an amateur, So please guide me, sensei.

In a world where people with powers known as demigods existed, there were academies to raise such children. These academies were called the Pantheons. Hades, one of the strongest demigods and a playboy ended up getting on the bad side of his Pantheon's 7 beauties who each represented one of the seven deadly sins. One day while on the toilet, he is killed by a large attack from the 7 beauties. He didnt even notice that it was an attack and thought there was just a pretty color show, until he leaves the toilet and finds out that he is in a world filled with zombies. Now he is trying to find a way back home, while making a few messes here and there in the new world.

Book One: The Event Los Angeles was the first to succumb. The towering skyscrapers, once reaching ambitiously towards the heavens, were mercilessly swallowed into a cavernous abyss filled with darkness and despair. An eerie silence enveloped the world as millions of souls were abruptly erased, vanishing into the gaping maw that had suddenly fractured our planet's surface. In stunned disbelief, people huddled around their televisions and phones, eyes glued to news anchors and experts who grappled futilely to explain the inexplicable phenomenon. Initially, everyone clung to the hope that it was an isolated incident, a freakish anomaly—until it happened again. In a modest town where a small family fought desperately for survival as the ground quaked ominously beneath their feet. Their flickering hope nearly extinguished until whispers of salvation reached them: humanity was regrouping in Wichita, Kansas, rallying to mount a defense against this unprecedented catastrophe. Book Two: The Crossroads A thousand years had passed since the event, yet for one young teen born into a rising merchant faction, the weight of his future weighed heavily upon him. His father had already paved the path for him. Expecting him to continue the family tradition of selling and buying from the daring divers who braved the treacherous dungeons scattered across their world. It was a profession that both intrigued and called out to the boy, with its promise of adventure and riches. But with only his modest power of inspection, which meant nothing in the world of divers but everything to the merchant clans, it would take every ounce of determination and strength for him to break free and join the prestigious Divers Academy. The shoulder crushing weight of expectations tried to smother his dreams, but he refused to let it crush his spirit. He would make his own destiny, no matter what obstacles stood in his way.

When Ash was tasked to make a report about literature, he went to the library to get an old copy of a well known fairytale from the far end of the bookshelf. He opens the book and reads it only to be interrupted by a white flash passing on the corner of his eye Looking up, he saw a mangey rabbit with a tuxedo and a top hat etering a large hole beside a tree. When he asked the people around him if they saw a rabbit or the large hole, they all shook their heads. Curious, he walks up to it, little did he know this event will change his life forever. The ground beneath his feet opens up and he falls inside the hole. Ash opens his eyes only to see that the fairytale book in his hand sheds its cover and title into "Alice in Zombieland"

It might sound like the plot of a sci-fi B-movie, but Einstein's brain really was stolen shortly after his passing. In the 19th century, the brains of geniuses were often preserved so that scientists could try to determine the origins of that person's intelligence. For example, half of the brain of Charles Babbage, inventor of the first computing machine, is still on display at the Hunterian Museum at London's Royal College of Surgeons. Einstein was aware that scientists might want to study his brain after his passing and explicitly forbade it, knowing that such studies rarely produce useful information. Nevertheless, when Einstein passed at Princeton Hospital in the early morning of April 18, 1955, the pathologist who examined him, Dr. Thomas Harvey, decided to remove the brain on his own initiative for future study. Dr. Harvey took Einstein's brain home, divided it into 240 pieces and stored it in two mason jars filled with celloidin. Shortly after Einstein's cremation, his son Hans Albert found out about the theft and was furious. But Dr. Harvey convinced him to let him keep the brain.  Taking the brain of the world's most famous physicist without permission did have professional consequences for Dr. Harvey. He soon lost both his job at Princeton Hospital and his marriage, then moved to the Midwest where he took a series of jobs either practicing medicine or running research labs. He kept Einstein's brain for the next several decades - at one point storing it in a cider box underneath a beer cooler - hoping to unlock the secrets of Einstein's intelligence. The fate of Einstein's brain was mostly unknown until 1978, when a reporter tracked Harvey down in Wichita, Kansas. The magazine article about Harvey brought a flood of requests for samples of the brain to study, and starting in 1985, scientists began publishing their findings. Many of these studies did claim to find some differences between Einstein's brain and that of a "normal" person, but they also lacked representative control groups, making their findings suspect. And even if these studies had been conducted more effectively, neurology still hasn't determined whether the physical structures of the brain actually affect a person's intelligence.  Today, what remains of Einstein's brain resides at the Penn Medicine Princeton Medical Center in Plainsboro, New Jersey. Almost nobody is allowed to see it, not even researchers. But many more pieces of Einstein's brain can possibly still be found across America, thanks to Dr. Harvey's habit of giving away pieces of it to curious friends.