As their eyes met, An Ke's heart jolted.
A moment later, as though it had been an illusion, the coldness in Ye Lin's eyes instantly gave way to weakness. He reached out with some difficulty and spoke hoarsely:
"An Ke... the medicine. The Suppressant."
"Ye Lin!? You've been infected?"
He Zheng and the others were shocked, unsure why Ye Lin suddenly needed medicine. With no time to think, He Zheng hurriedly turned to An Ke.
"Quick, An Ke! Bring the Antidote!"
Before An Ke could react to her surprise, Ye Lin shook his head and instead took the Suppressant from the two bottles Hu Jia frantically handed him.
"Never mind, An Ke. Keep mine with you for now."
Seeing their puzzled looks, as though they thought he was infected but reluctant to use the Antidote, Ye Lin shot He Zheng an exasperated glance. He injected himself, then staggered to his feet.
"You want to give me the Antidote? What exactly do you want me to turn into...?"
"Don't forget, what I redeemed counts as a type of zombie gene too."
"Then why did you...!?"
Even more confused, He Zheng instinctively pressed him.
Seeing that they were still worried, Ye Lin simply gave them a brief explanation:
"I'm not infected. After I ate that thing, something went wrong with the Tyrant Gene. It's getting a little hard to suppress."
"My strength and speed increased a little, but I don't know whether that's good or bad."
Ye Lin smiled bitterly, his eyes sweeping almost imperceptibly over the others as he spoke.
He Zheng stared at him in astonishment.
Just a little stronger?
He had thought that after eating that monster, Ye Lin's strength would skyrocket just as Frank's had. But from what Ye Lin said, the improvement seemed minor.
"Then that was