"It's gotten worse again..."
Wang Linchi felt the tearing pain in both shoulders, as an eyeball surfaced on each side.
After he smoothly left the camp, he followed some map markers and found the pharmaceutical factory set up by the medical company.
The good news was that the equipment here was fully stocked; the bad news was that after the camp blew up, a huge wave of monsters appeared again.
And it was likely not just the camp that had gone wrong—humanity as a whole was turning into monsters. That made Wang Linchi a bit gloomy. Why was it the end of the world wherever he went?
His gloom only lasted ten seconds, though. He quickly threw himself into analyzing his own condition.
After an eyeball grew on each shoulder, Wang Linchi could feel a certain irritability starting to affect his psyche.
Obviously the bestial consciousness had already pried a bit loose from his suppression and was trying to usurp the throne.
