"A Perfected One?"
The sharp teeth that nearly covered her entire face suddenly parted slightly. Anna seemed somewhat surprised, her gums constantly writhing.
After looking thoughtfully at Lin An, she slowly spoke:
"It seems you know quite a lot."
"Are there Perfected Ones among your race? Or should I say, are you one?"
There was an inquisitive look in Lin An's eyes. After hearing her, he did not answer directly, merely nodding.
He was not sure what a Perfected One meant to Mutated Humans.
After all, he was a Perfected One who had fused with a Mutant. Although the other party might not necessarily be able to sense it, he had no choice but to remain vigilant.
Perhaps fusing with a Mutant could also become a reason for them to attack him.
Not only that, Lin An always felt that these Mutated Humans were essentially no different from Mutants.
Seeing that Lin An had not answered directly, Anna smiled. A voice once again came from within her opened chest cavity:
"Our Perfected One. Or rather, a Perfected One among the Native Humans."
"That existence really did die. What a pity."
During the pause, Lin An's heart gave a slight start. He then quietly observed Anna's expression.
The answer was completely different from what he had imagined.
Chu An had told him that he had fused with a Mutant's Perfected One. Naturally, from his perspective, if there was a problem with the Perfected One he had fused with, it could only have come from the Mutated Human side.
After all, the two were monsters. Otherwise, how could he explain his Aberration State?
Moreover, based on the information Chu An had given him, there was clearly something wrong with the batch of Mutants involved in the trade. No matter how he looked