Boom!
Number Six was thrown back like a dead dog and lay together with Number Four.
Ye Lingchen slowly approached them and began observing them.
They had not reverted to their previous states yet, but their bodies were shaking. It was like a prelude to loss of cognitive ability. Their mouths bared their teeth occasionally and they roared like beasts from time to time. Their faces were tightly wrinkled while their limbs and paws twitched madly. They had collapsed on the ground like wild cats and wild dogs.
"Their human attributes are beginning to regress."
Ye Lingchen raised his brow slightly and muttered to himself.
That phenomenon could be termed as regression, but humans did not regress in such a manner through natural means. Was it a hybrid of humans, cats, and dogs?
"Genes?"
Ye Lingchen looked at Dong Miaomiao, who was still rather traumatized and already had some guesses in his heart.
