Mass production of the evolution potion

Underground in the Sahara Desert, a murderous aura was surging.

In the face of the wild roars of the mutated beasts ...

Most of the humans here were pale and trembling.

"Snake god! Are you really going to attack the human world?"

Tony gathered his courage, gritted his teeth, and looked at ye bei with a very serious expression.

Eh?

His voice wasn't loud, but the entire laboratory fell silent after he spoke.

Shua shua shua!

First, it was the mutated beasts. With Golden Lion and Wang Wen as the leaders, their cold gazes fell directly on Tony. It was as if they would rush up and tear him into pieces if Tony dared to say another word.

Then, it was the humans in the Research Institute ...

Cold sweat broke out on their foreheads as they lowered their heads. However, they would occasionally look at Tony out of the corner of their eyes, afraid that they would be implicated.

"What's wrong? Tony, do you have any objections?"