Chapter 434: My Lover Is Actually Him?!!

Feng Yuhuai stared dead at the scene before her, wave after wave of chill rising to her heart like a tide.

Even though she was no longer what she used to be, had experienced the baptism of countless feasts of flesh and blood, the scene Zuo Bai was currently carrying out still brought her an unprecedented shock.

If one were to say she had previously still entertained the thought of devouring this monster, wanting to try something new, then now, that thought had long been thoroughly crushed, utterly gone.

"Just what kind of... dark cuisine is this......"

She was horrified to the extreme in her heart, her fear of scientists shooting straight up.

Through the camera's focus lens, the gazes of three reporters locked tightly onto the center of the picture.

They covered their mouths in unspoken unison, using every ounce of strength in their bodies to force the dry heaves that had nearly rushed out of their throats back down.

The scene in the lens was both like a precise and bizarre surgical reconstruction, and seemed like several tangled complex network cables being brutally twisted, bound, and forcibly plugged back into an already twisted and deformed router port.

And that "port" was precisely the monster's face that had been stirred into a paste.

"So the most cutting-edge science actually looks like this ghostly appearance?"

The three reporters felt like they had fallen into an ice cellar; the worldview shaped by science shattered into paste along with the monster's face.

The surgical live broadcast in the lens was entering its final phase:

Crack— Crack—

After plugging the neural network back into the series-connected router, Zuo Bai's movements did not stop.

He suddenly reached out, grabbing the thick arm of the monster before him with one hand.

That originally ferocious and terrifying arm was actually like a fragile tree branch, torn off alive.

The fracture was uneven, as if torn by a serrated edge, pus and blood gushing and splashing in all directions like a fountain.

Zuo Bai wore a smile, backhandedly stabbing that severed arm fiercely into another monster's chest.

Immediately after, Zuo Bai's figure turned, a single hand like iron tongs grabbing the third monster's thigh.

He exerted force and twisted, and that thigh was actually pulled off by him as easily as pulling a radish.

Zuo Bai didn't even look, casually stuffing this severed leg into the first monster's abdomen.

The movement was smooth and natural, just like inserting a key into a keyhole, following nature's course.

In just a brief moment, five or six humanoid monsters had metamorphosed into a brand new, terrifying species five meters high and seven meters wide.

Its body was like a twisted mountain peak piled up from flesh and blood, countless severed limbs brutally spliced together.

Six heads crowded at its shoulders and neck, pressing and deforming against each other, some a blur of blood and flesh, some with eye sockets bulging eyeballs, some sunken inward.

Twelve hands and twelve feet stretched out randomly from its torso, like a cluster of madly dancing tentacles, waving without any pattern.

Its body surface was covered in bright red flesh and pale white bones, like muscle texture exposed after being stripped of skin.

Spinal nerves like twisted snakes writhed and undulated inside its body, sometimes protruding from cracked necks, sometimes quickly retracting, emitting the silver glow of nano worms.

The entire monster exuded a suffocating sense of oppression; merely standing there was a desecration of natural laws, just one glance made one's brain feel a kind of terrifying madness.

And Zuo Bai stood beside it, using blood-covered hands to stroke the monster's massive body, his eyes holding undisguised appreciation and affection.

"See? This is true beauty!"

Zuo Bai turned his head, gaze burning as he looked at Feng Yuhuai, tone serious to the point of piety, as if displaying an unparalleled work of art to her.

"Originally, I had no need to correct your narrow aesthetic. My goal is simple — find your lover, take back the Black Core he stole from me.

But your performance gave me a tiny bit of accident and surprise."

Feng Yuhuai's expression froze instantly, her brain as if pressed by an invisible force onto a pause button, falling into a brief crash state.

She knew she shouldn't be dazed right now, but the situation before her really caught her off guard, even making her unable to hold back a mental curse:

"... What situation?"

Black Core!

She had indeed extracted some scattered information from the female doctor's memory fragments, but what did that have to do with her, Feng Yuhuai?

Zuo Bai, as a scientist, how could he groundlessly slander a girl's innocence?

She, Feng Yuhuai, single-mindedly pursued progress, hadn't even touched the edge of puppy love, where would any lover come from?

"Wait...... Could it be Yang Tuo?"

A name suddenly flashed through her mind.

That male classmate who had once tried to pursue her, hadn't he already sacrificed himself for love?

Could it be...... he didn't die at all, and is still outside spreading rumors that he and her are lovers?

Feng Yuhuai's brain instantly became a mess, thoughts like yarn tangled by a cat, unable to sort out a clue for a while.

Zuo Bai's gaze locked tightly on Feng Yuhuai's face, observing every subtle change in her expression.

Her complexion went from blank to shock, then to a hidden panic, clearly having thought of someone.

His eyes narrowed slightly, the corner of his mouth hooking a half-smile arc.

"But right now I've also taken an interest in your body,"

He said slowly, voice indescribably playful,

"If I'm not mistaken, your body should have undergone Evil Festival Transformation, right? Truly captivating......"

Feng Yuhuai's heart tightened, as if someone had torn off her underwear, a panic of being thoroughly seen through surging from the bottom of her heart.

She quickly reined in her scattered thoughts, forced herself to calm down, but her back had already seeped a layer of fine cold sweat.

Zuo Bai took out a slender needle from his pocket, the needle tip gleaming with a gloomy black light in the dim light.

He raised his hand and stabbed, the needle precisely piercing the monster's massive back, thumb lightly pushing, injecting the liquid in the syringe into the monster's body.

"Roar——!"

The monster let out a deafening roar, the sound mixed with pain and savagery.

Its body began to tremble violently, its massive frame rapidly shrinking like melting wax, from the original five meters high and seven meters wide, gradually contracting to three meters high and four meters wide.

Although its size had shrunk by a large margin, the dangerous aura it emitted suddenly shot up several times, like a volcano about to erupt, suppressing violent power.

Zuo Bai reached up and lightly adjusted his glasses frames, the gaze behind the lenses like a cold microscope.

That look made her feel a chill run down her spine, as if she were not standing in a dark, damp sewer, but had been forcibly dragged into the other party's laboratory, becoming a little white mouse pinned to an experiment table, with nowhere to escape.

Zuo Bai curled his lips, his voice cold and rational, as if reading the rules of an experiment to a little white mouse:

"Come then, let me see — whether a biologically science-transformed creature is more beautiful, or a curse-of-the-evil-sacrifice-transformed host is more captivating. The standard of judgment is……"

He deliberately paused for a moment, then gave the explanation with great seriousness:

"Whoever can eat the other's body is the existence that has evolved more beautifully. After all, the one eaten, no matter how good-looking the skin, is in essence nothing but a puddle of excrement."

(End of Chapter)