Let's Free You and Me

In truth, from the instant his neck had been slit by the Mad Clowns working together in the previous melee, Ye Chen's physical and mental condition had undergone another mutation.

Filthy blackness had seized the edges of his vision without warning, while the sweltering air had inexplicably turned bone-chillingly cold.

At the same time, the strange sensation coming from his abdomen made Ye Chen feel as though it had become a punctured, leaking balloon once more. In the blink of an eye, it shriveled at an absurd speed, stirring up a hunger that pierced to the marrow and stabbed at his heart within his mind, relentlessly ravaging Ye Chen's brain and sanity.

And yet, even so, Ye Chen had silently endured it all, successfully killing every enemy who stood in his way during that melee.

The changes in his body seemed to exist only within an illusion, perceptible solely to himself. That was why the others in the Dawn Team had failed to notice anything earlier.

But the fatal problem was that the severity of Ye Chen's physical and mental mutation this time far surpassed anything before.

Even after enduring more than ten minutes of mental torment, the bizarre scenery shrouding Ye Chen's body and mind showed no sign of improving or fading away, as if the act of "being injured" had thoroughly caused it to worsen further.

And after parting ways with Oko and the others, Ye Chen's symptoms only grew more severe.

Not only was he continuously tormented by hunger and cold deep within, but an eerie yet childish voice also began to echo through his mind.

"So cold. So hungry."

"You always forcefully suppress your desires like this. Always like this, always like this... Why must you insist on tormenting yourself and me? If you just let