"Careful. The flesh monster's psychic storm is growing stronger. We're getting close," the Evolver leader warned cautiously.
These Evolvers were all survivors of Flesh Mountain's claws that day.
From the moment evolution began, a terrifying creature like Flesh Mountain had appeared in the city.
If this were a movie, the monster would surely need a long period to develop before being defeated by the protagonist.
But reality was the exact opposite. The monster multiplied beyond imagination, devouring the entire city in just a few days. Some Evolvers tried to resist, but they all became its nourishment.
Only those Evolvers who had hidden far away had managed to survive by sheer luck.
After that, every Evolver who tried to approach Flesh Mountain died.
This also greatly reduced the competitive pressure among the nearby Evolvers... because there were fewer people.
It was not until the Evolver leader noticed that Flesh Mountain was weakening by the day while they themselves were gradually growing stronger that he dared to approach and investigate.
Just like now, they had already entered the area Flesh Mountain had occupied a few days before its evolution, yet they still had not encountered its true body.
"Boss, do you think this monster is starving to death?" one of the team members joked, trying to ease the tension.
Flesh Mountain put far too much pressure on them. If their leader had not always acted like the chosen protagonist and insisted on coming here to uncover the truth behind evolution, they definitely would not have followed him.
In this damned world, simply staying alive was already hard enough. Hardly anyone wanted to seek out some bullshit truth.
The Evolver leader knew his subordinate was trying to lighten everyone's mental burden, so he went along with it. "That disgusting big bastard is probably