At the same time, everyone in Apple City received the same message.
Those who chose the stronger Lizardmen, capable of regenerating severed limbs and possessing greater vitality, were to follow the mission description and arrive on open streets at the designated time to undergo the Evolutionary Baptism and join the New Human camp.
Those who still chose rational humanity were to hide indoors, wait for the Rain of Evolution to end, and join the Human Camp.
Aside from the Black community, hospitals reacted the most strongly.
There was no need to say much about the Black community. In the eyes of many people in Eagle Country, they were synonymous with chaos and brainless apes. Their criminal records had remained high for a long time, and countless more crimes had gone unreported.
Thus, when choosing to become New Humans, most of them unhesitatingly chose to become Lizardmen with regenerative abilities.
Many even wanted to replace humanity, become the new rulers of the world, and no longer suffer discrimination.
The situation in the hospitals was equally clear. Many patients had long grown sick of lying in hospital beds and enduring the pain of chemotherapy. Those with amputated limbs, disabilities, or paralysis also saw hope because of this.
"Bim, take me to the Rooftop." A middle-aged man lying in a hospital bed, pale-faced and hooked up to an IV, spoke resolutely to the caregiver beside him.
"But... sir..." The caregiver wanted to persuade him, but he was immediately interrupted.
"Take me to the Rooftop. I don't want to die! I want to live! I want to evolve into a New Human!" The middle-aged man in the bed spoke word by word, his expression resolute.
"As long as everyone becomes a Lizardman, then humans as they are now will become Old Humans!" The man