Doomsday Wonderland

It wasn’t just a feeling; she was indeed weaker. Something went wrong after the 2mg of adrenaline stimulated the black mist kidney into a frenzy. Along with her Higher Consciousness, physical abilities, and evolved abilities… everywhere the black mist traveled within her body, the corresponding abilities were reduced by nearly one-third, and the mist engulfed her from head to toe.

She didn’t even have enough Higher Consciousness left to form Mrs. Manas.

“Adrenaline…” Lin Sanjiu gasped for breath, sitting on the ground, and said, “It’s actually accelerating the degradation of my abilities. I have a kidney, but it’s not a real kidney; it’s something… I can’t even describe it. Maybe the two are having a reaction.”

She didn’t dare say if it was her fault. Still, she dared not let Wan Qingge try again—1mg of adrenaline had no effect, but the effects of 2mg were unpredictable. If Wan Qingge also rapidly degraded, wouldn’t they soon have to surrender?

“How could this happen?” Wan Qingge picked up a pen, looked at it several times, and threw it aside. He walked quickly to Han Suiping’s room and shouted angrily, “Han Suiping, come out!”

Before Lin Sanjiu could stop him, He Huan spoke up first.

“No… It shouldn’t be his fault.” He sat down on the only chair that hadn’t been overturned, his chest still heaving violently. “I’m afraid… we might have been deceived.”

Lin Sanjiu’s heart sank.

“As soon as we heard that adrenaline pens were controlled substances, we felt reassured, didn’t we?” He Huan chuckled bitterly, self-mockingly. “They have drugs that slow down degradation, so why can’t they have drugs that speed it up? Add a little to the adrenaline, and it’s no different for ordinary people, but for us…”

He shook his head and fell silent.