"This drug can reconstruct the human body, but people who are eliminated will turn into those inhuman monsters."
Madam née Feng's words had been echoing in Fairy Huanghe's ears. It was only now that she got enlightened!
She asked in a shaking voice, "This, this? Is this a fifty-fifty chance?"
"How could there be a fifty percent success rate? Look at how many zombies there are versus the number of superhumans?"
"So the success rate is actually only ten percent?" Huanghe cried out in surprise and anger.
"Even ten percent would be an overestimate." Qiao Mu sighed, understanding why Huanghe was so distraught.
Her master had pushed her own disciples into the abyss for this ten percent success rate. This feeling was definitely agonizing.
Fairy Huanghe hung her head silently. She then laughed bitterly. "Sure enough, you won't accomplish anything if you don't harden your heart."
