It was a kind of... biological absolute suppression, like a tiger's roar that made every other creature in the forest bristle.
At that moment, when Irene saw the dragon claw,
even though she had no pores or body hair, she still shivered almost instinctively. She nearly reacted the same way a human did when confronted with fear—
she unconsciously... took a step back.
For the Zerg, this was an almost impossible emotion to experience, but there was no doubt it had just appeared. Thinking of this, even though the singing was so beautiful and ethereal,
Irene still felt a chill run down her spine. At the same time, she understood that Fang Yuxuan... had evolved again, and
become even more perfect than last time, even
closer to the true pinnacle of life. If the Zerg had once been able to win through sheer numbers, now she had absolutely
no confidence of victory. The moment she faced that dragon claw, she had already imagined her own death.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help silently warning herself, No matter what, I have to maintain this kind of friendship with Fang Yuxuan. This wasn't because Irene
understood strategy or had some sinister agenda. It was a measure of species preservation, driven by biological instinct.
Of course, if she could go a step further and obtain Fang Yuxuan's genes, the entire Zerg would become unstoppable.
Even a single strand of hair would raise the entire Zerg to a new level! Unfortunately, Fang Yuxuan's body had already reached near-perfection. Her body had formed an entirely new ecological system, leaving almost no external genes behind. The skin inside her mouth wouldn't age, and sweat couldn't carry away even the tiniest flakes from her body, because her skin didn't renew itself—
it only regenerated.
As a living