The entire surface of the planet was covered with all kinds of Sister Ji corpses.
Although it could not be said that there was one in every inch of land, you would run into one after taking just a few steps. That was absolutely no exaggeration.
"I was wondering why the cloning system hasn't been working lately. They must have used all the cloning chambers' production capacity here," Little J said in shock.
Yet the instinct he had gained from his "Mental Talent" told him that the way each corpse had died, or its location, was extremely strange. According to certain superstitious explanations, could they be formation cores?
"Sister Ji was conducting an experiment for some faction project, so she created this cloning planet."
It should really be called a corpse planet.
Little J complained inwardly before changing tack.
"What experiment?"
"One-hundred-percent morphological modification. It isn't part of the ordinary four major systems, but belongs to the Evil God side, equivalent to a hidden class."
"There's actually a hidden class in the faction!"
Soon, the two of them arrived at the bank of a river.
The river water was a bizarre, deep black, as though endless darkness had condensed into it. In the dim light, it glimmered with a chilling, eerie radiance. A thick fog often hung over the surface, and low growls and strange sounds drifted faintly through it, as though countless vengeful souls were wailing within.
On both sides of the great river, strange rocks rose in jagged clusters. Their shapes resembled twisted monsters, reaching toward the river with bared fangs and claws.
Little J stood at the bank, feeling as though pairs of eyes were watching him from the riverbed.
The surface of his originally energy-based body rapidly became entwined with wisps of black smoke.
Little J