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Chen Zhao saw thick fur grow out of Cheryl's arm and neck.

"Cheryl, you're quite hairy… Did you rub hair growth shampoo on you?"

Cheryl turned toward Chen Zhao. Her eyes weren't that friendly anymore. They held some wildness, along with restraint.

"F*ck off!"

Cheryl tried hard to keep calm, but Chen Zhao was too annoying.

I'm a different species. It's not an overgrowth of hair, alright?

Chen Zhao immediately took a step back in case Cheryl really lost control.

"Cheryl, stop holding back," Yucis urged. "You can't defeat your wildness. Face your true self!"

"Shut up!" Cheryl charged at Yucis again. This time, she was faster and more aggressive.

The tumor shook powerfully and sent Cheryl flying. But this time, Cheryl's sharp claws pressed against the walls. She adjusted her direction and pounced on Yucis again.

Whoosh—