Chapter 433: The Highest Praise for a Scientist Is

Deng Jia Jia's pupils suddenly contracted, and the image in the camera's viewfinder was shocking.

A three-meter-tall colossus was bending its ferocious body segment by segment in a posture of near-absurd obedience.

Their rotting heads hung low, exposing mangled cheeks, pus and blood and rotten flesh trembling in the air, just to humbly draw near that palm... which seemed as if it could be crushed in one bite.

"Is that... Zuo Bai?"

Deng Jia Jia's mouth opened into an "O" shape, the lens focusing on Zuo Bai's pale and cold palm, and the monsters' posture like lapdogs.

The contrast between the huge and the tiny formed an unparalleled visual impact in the lens, like a surreal oil painting, making her tremble all over.

Trembling like an electric current surged through her spine, an instinctive fear humans feel when facing the unknown, yet also an excitement news workers could hardly suppress.

The scene in the lens was beyond imagination!

Not only monsters chasing monsters, not just monsters chasing monsters, not just one monster hiding under a human skin, could there be another?

And moreover, the hottest star scientist of the Sixth District right now?

This guess was too astonishing, making people dare not easily believe it.

But immediately, an even bolder assumption surged into her heart: could those hair-raising monsters be products created by Zuo Bai?

Deng Jia Jia's mind raced wildly, Ren Xuan and Tang An beside her likewise froze in place, the three of them sharing identical expressions.

Their gazes were locked tightly on the image in the lens, afraid of missing any detail.

"Big news..."

Ren Xuan's voice was hoarse, the fear of monsters in his heart as if it had grown wings and flown away:

"This is huge news."

Tang An swallowed hard, his eyes gleaming:

"Once exposed, even the 'Golden Microphone' award couldn't contain it."

The three held the camera steady, as if carrying their entire future fortunes and lives.

The image in the lens became increasingly eye-catching.

"The beauty or ugliness of the skin?"

Zuo Bai's voice was as cold as a scalpel dissecting a corpse:

"That is merely hormonal prejudice, the sorrow of species self-limiting."

His five fingers suddenly tightened, easily piercing into the monster's rotting face flesh.

Pus and blood and rotten flesh burst between his fingers, emitting a nauseating "puchi" sound.

The monster let out a shrill wail, its screams echoing in the sewer, its huge body spasming violently, scales and muscles making a tooth-aching grinding sound.

However, its head remained motionless, allowing Zuo Bai's fingernails to stir in its cheeks, thoroughly mashing the already shattered face into meat paste.

Several humanoid monsters around collectively prostrated before Zuo Bai, their heads squeezing together into a circle, their scale-covered backs trembling violently, yet not one dared to run, instead obediently bringing their faces even closer.

"True beauty—"

Zuo Bai's fingertips wandered through the monster's shattered cheeks, like stirring a bowl of blood tofu,

"should be using the power of science to transcend the shackles of species and genes."

His voice carried a coldness of extreme rationality, as if reciting the truth the universe follows,

"to gain the power of standing at the top of the food chain!"

Feng Yuhuai's eyes rotated like coils, her gaze locked tightly on the man who suddenly appeared.

In her mind, fragmented memory images gained from devouring the female doctor's brain flashed by like slides, and this man before her was undoubtedly the most prominent "protagonist" among those slides.

"Zuo Bai,"

Feng Yuhuai's voice was full of vigilance and dread,

"or should I respectfully call you Mentor?"

The memories in her mind and the scene before her made Feng Yuhuai unhesitatingly label Zuo Bai as extremely dangerous, spitting out two words from between her teeth:

"Madman!"

Unfortunately, the dining method of devouring brain matter to obtain memories was a tasting skill Feng Yuhuai had only just developed recently through frequent eating.

Her use of this skill was not yet proficient, only able to be called "swallowing dates whole," capturing only the deepest and most vivid memory fragments from the food.

Therefore, Feng Yuhuai had not tasted more flavors from the female doctor's brain.

Until now, Feng Yuhuai still did not know why Zuo Bai had targeted her, or who he was looking for.

The excited trio of sneaking reporters held their breath and focused, the receivers in their hands constantly transmitting Zuo Bai's seductive voice, as if conveying advanced concepts at the forefront of science.

Deng Jia Jia muttered, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible:

"Nowadays, monsters one by one seem more thoughtful than humans."

Ren Xuan and Tang An looked at each other, nodding in deep agreement.

Zuo Bai showed not the slightest anger at the label "madman," but instead displayed an extremely pleased expression.

He slowly said:

"Those who lead the era by half a step are regarded as geniuses; those who lead the era by a full step are often given the name of madmen.

Therefore, this so-called 'madman' title might be the most reverent praise that ignorant contemporaries give to scientists."

While speaking, Zuo Bai's finger stirring the monster's brain matter suddenly paused, the pad of his finger as if touching something.

Crackle—

The sound of rusted gears grinding inside a skull seeped from deep within the monster's cranium, mixed with the gurgling of viscous liquid.

"Found it."

Zuo Bai's mouth corner hooked up a wisp of a strange smile.

Only to see his fingers suddenly tighten, his fingertip curving and then yanking hard.

Hiss—

A blood-soaked spinal nerve was wrenched from the monster's body by him, like a twisted snake, trembling slightly in the air.

Silver liquid coated the spinal nerve—billions of Nano Worms gathering and writhing, congealing at the top of the spine into a Liquid Crystal Core, gleaming with a cold metallic luster.

The moment the entire spinal nerve was violently withdrawn, the monster's three-meter-tall body arched back violently, its ferocious claws scraping sparks from the ground.

The monster finally seemed unable to bear it, letting out a weak wail from its throat, its mangled facial flesh spraying and dirtying the layered clothes around its neck.

Zuo Bai's movements did not pause in the slightest; his fingers swiftly stabbed into the next monster's skull, repeating the same action.

Crack—Sss—

Zuo Bai's fingers moved through the flesh and blood, like an artist immersed in creation.

One spinal nerve after another was pulled out by him, twisting and rolling at his fingertips.

His movements were elegant and precise, winding one spinal nerve after another together. The nerve bundles intertwined at his fingertips, like weaving a precise spider web.

Those silver Nano Worms leaped between the nerve endings, perfectly connecting each nerve together, forming a complex neural network.

"What a beautiful medical beauty"

Zuo Bai whispered softly, his eyes flashing with a scientist's transcendent aesthetic beyond mortals.

He slowly inserted these clusters of neural networks back into the monster's face, which had been pulped into mush, where no facial features could be discerned anymore, only one bloody, mangled depression after another.

Chapter End