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Perhaps Ronan's way of expressing himself had been too unusual, because He Yueyin failed to respond immediately. Meanwhile, in the garden, Huang Bingzhen's piercing shrieks swiftly exceeded the limits of what the "atmosphere" here could contain.

Among the flesh-worms tangled together under the influence of drugs and desire, a few finally spared some attention for their surroundings. Since Ronan's group had made no effort to block nearby lines of sight, a small number of people caught sight of the scene through gaps in the crowd.

Frankly, Huang Bingzhen's physical state was truly testing the psychological and physiological limits of normal people. Starting with who knew whom, screams brimming with terror spread onward like some virulent contagion.

The low-end version of Eden collapsed. Some people began fleeing, while others frantically called security. Of course, even more people had only just emerged from their daze. They were swept into the chaos without knowing its source or what was really happening.

As for the source itself, Huang Bingzhen was still struggling. He was not particularly lucid to begin with, so he remained fixated on the pain itself, wholly unaware that his physical shell was withering and shriveling at an astonishing rate.

"It really is aberration." Bamboo Pole found more direct evidence in the changes to Huang Bingzhen's body.

Biological aberration was a process of altering one's nature and quality. Afterward, one could obtain power beyond ordinary limits. From that perspective, calling it "evolution" would not be entirely wrong.

Yet this process could not escape the fundamental logic of life—any evolutionary change required energy, and aberration required an enormous amount of it.

The bodies of normal humans and normal organisms simply could not sustain such consumption. Once they entered the aberration process, if they suffered a severe energy shortage, they would inevitably be driven