"No, no, no..."
Lin Beichen shook his index finger, a mocking smile appearing on his face.
"If I remember correctly, only those modified humans who have been given a name can be considered recognized by your master..."
Upon hearing this, Wolfman Ten's face showed an expression of anger.
At this moment, he had already guessed what Lin Beichen was about to say next. His expression gradually became sullen, and his genetically modified, distorted face seemed capable of dripping water.
However, deep down, Wolfman Ten knew Lin Beichen was correct. Only the modified warriors truly recognized by those above could be given a name, that is, a code!
Soon, Wolfman Ten's expression became wild—more accurately, it became mad!
"You're right, but as long as I bring your corpse back today, I will be truly given a code instead of a number!"
