"Wait, stay away from me a bit." Rowan covered the back of his neck, retreating a few steps, his breathing starting to become ragged.
"What's wrong?" Owen was extremely worried and uneasy at this moment; Rowan's state gave him a very bad feeling, as if he were enduring some kind of pain.
"It's a good thing, I'm about to differentiate. Don't be anxious, just stand there." He realized only now that his gland was slightly heating up and swelling a little, accompanied by a stinging pain like continuous needle pricks.
Owen had no choice but to stand still, his hands clenching tight from tension. "I won't go over there. How do you feel? What is differentiation? Is it dangerous?"
"It's still fine, just the initial stage of differentiation. Differentiation can help my body become stronger and perfect my genes; it's not a bad thing." A bloodthirsty excitement rose in Rowan's heart; he was finally about to regain his strength, no longer needing to be oppressed by these beastmen.
