Tang Zheng swung his curved knife, chopping a mutated creature that leapt at him into two halves. Fragments of the corpse flew past him on both sides, smashing onto the carriage and creating a bloody mural.
In less than thirty seconds, the mutated creatures in the carriage were almost entirely slaughtered, bringing some stability.
"Be careful, they're not dead yet." Dong Zixuan fired her Thunderstorm rifle at a pile of rotten flesh on the ground, accidentally breaking the floor and revealing the flashing train tracks below.
No one blamed the policewoman; they all stared at the squirming rotten flesh.
Under the catalysis of the mitochondria, they hadn't completely died; instead, they were gathering together and slowly forming a new monster.
Mitochondria release stored energy, control, and transform the host, all of which require time. Hence, the longer it drags on, the higher the evolutionary level of the mutated creature will be, making it increasingly hard to kill.
