Black King Said I Reminded Him of His Younger Self

Bai Ye secretly laughed, nodding without giving anything away. He felt that his skill at deceiving people had grown increasingly refined. After all, he had fooled An Xiaotong plenty of times lately, so he had gained some experience.

"At Shelter 189, I accidentally contracted the Mutated Scarlet Virus. When my life hung by a thread, Senior Black King appeared. He saved me, and from then on, I gained the potential of a Dragon."

"How is that possible?!" Lu Yunxiao was horrified. The company had thoroughly researched Pseudo-Humans long ago. Once humans contracted the Mutated Scarlet Virus, there was no way to stop their transformation into Pseudo-Humans. They would inevitably lose their minds and become Pseudo-Humans.

"Precisely because it's impossible, it proves I'm not lying." As Bai Ye spoke, he pulled out a dagger and viciously slashed his own arm.

His flesh split open at once, blood streaming out. Yet two seconds later, the bleeding stopped strangely, and the wound began healing at a visible rate.

Five seconds later, his arm was completely restored.

Lu Yunxiao leaned back in his chair in shock, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the ring on his hand.

He understood what Bai Ye meant. Precisely because it was impossible, it had to be the truth.

Precisely because no one in this day and age could reverse Pseudo-Human transformation, it could only have been Black King who saved him.

And only Black King, mysterious and unfathomable, a relic of the Old Era, could possess such an ability that defied all common sense.

No wonder Bai Ye had the aptitude of a Dragon. It was known that no one could become a Dragon naturally; they could only be altered afterward. So who had transformed Bai Ye?

Bai Ye was merely a Wastelander with no background. Even if he had