C432 The Internal Chaos

"Rank Nine Brain Evolver," Ming Ying said, his gaze icy and sharp, a murderous intent barely contained.

"We're in for trouble now," everyone thought, their hearts lurching with dread.

A Rank Nine Brain Evolver, if they lost control, could wipe out scores of civilians in an instant.

"Once this is resolved, we must tighten regulations on Brain Evolvers