Su Shenyun looked around, scanning the Medicine Corpses crawling through the ruins of the house. "There must be a basement under that house," she said.
Finished speaking, she pressed the communicator in her ear. "Everyone, move together. Take care of these Medicine Corpses."
At her command, figures flashed through the night.
「Meanwhile.」
Zhang Yi staggered to her feet. To everyone's astonishment, the wounds on her body were healing at a rate visible to the naked eye. Her hair, shaved off after the car accident, grew rapidly, reaching her waist in just an instant.
Liu Dexuan suddenly held his blade horizontally across his chest, his expression grave. "It seems she's undergoing some kind of transformation."
Zhou Jingong also wore a grim look, cold sweat beading on his forehead. "What a terrifying aura... It feels like this girl is even more trouble than that boy from before."
