Inside the sanctuary, Shen Congfei, who had just walked not far from the experimental area, was interrupted by a voice.
"Cong Fei."
"Hmmm."
He looked up and realized it was Xia Wei, greeting her with a smile.
But she didn't smile back, her eyes fixated on Shen Congfei who still wore his external armor.
"Are you okay?"
"Uh, yeah, I'm fine."
"Are you still hiding it from me?"
When Shen Congfei heard Xia Wei's words, he awkwardly averted his gaze:
"How did you find out?"
"I saw it when I was helping you change your armour."
Her mood was complex and she grew worried after seeing the wound on his lower back.
Especially now, his actions clearly showed that her concerns had become a reality.
"Fine, I asked around. The chance of mutation after taking the antidote is about five percent. You shouldn't worry, it's really low."
Xia Wei still didn't look relieved at this news and she retorted:
"Then why don't you simply inject it?"
