"Boss, should we call Luo Xiaoli over?"
After Ke Bing left, Gu Qingwan asked Jiang Cheng.
"Never mind, I'll talk to her myself tonight."
"Understood, boss."
After Jiang Cheng finished speaking, he already had the answer in his heart. He felt that asking was just going through the motions, because even the weakest Zhao Xuerou was extremely firm in her attitude on this matter, let alone Xiao Li, who was very persistent in everything.
He lowered his head and continued flipping through the documents in his hands, letting out a sigh.
These are turbulent times. The issue of the mutant researchers remains unresolved, and the exams are fast approaching. Students can clearly feel the sudden increase in training pressure, feeling many times more tired than usual.
The counselors, who had become more amiable after getting to know them, reverted to their ruthless ways and never spoke kindly to them.
Students who don't understand things often complain about their teachers.
Those who understood a little bit silently gritted their teeth and persevered. They probably understood in their hearts that it was to make them stronger so that they could save their lives when they went to the front lines.
The kindness shown now may turn into cruelty done by your own hands later.
After leaving Jiang Cheng's office, Zhao Xuerou seemed like a different person. She rarely joked or played around with Ke Bing these past two days, and spoke very little. She mostly ate in silence, trained in silence, and went straight to sleep when she returned to her dormitory at night.
There is a two-hour break between the end of afternoon training and the start of evening classes. Ke Bing often sees Zhao Xuerou sitting quietly on the grass, gazing at the distant mountains.
It was dusk.
The afterglow of dusk fell on Zhao Xuerou, gilding her profile with a golden hue.
They saw everything, but didn't know what to say, or whether they should offer comfort...
When Ke Bing walked up to Zhao Xuerou, he tried to start a conversation, or perhaps they would playfully tease each other as usual.
However, her responses became increasingly indifferent, as if she needed endless time alone to soothe her inner sorrow.
Yet it seems... she wants to prove herself worthy of staying through more direct efforts.
The taste of it all.
Unable to tell others...
That evening, Jiang Cheng came to this place he usually didn't want to come to. He went up to the top floor alone and took the elevator, without even Gu Qingwan by his side.
After arriving at the top floor, I changed into the white research lab coat.
As far as I can remember, he hadn't worn it for many days.
That's true. Before and after the expedition, he was busy with federal affairs, so he didn't have time to go into the laboratory to work on the things he liked.
Looking back now, I realize that life was really happy doing those trivial little experiments in that simple laboratory at Lanjing Academy.
Jiang Cheng smiled and relaxed his shoulders.
Forget it, why am I thinking about these things?
The wheels of history will always force people to move forward; there is no turning back.
He pushed open the door and walked into the laboratory.
The entire lobby on the top floor was brightly lit, and several researchers were busy moving around inside.
Obtain data from the mutated individuals, examine the condition of the restraints, and monitor their physical condition, including heart rate and blood flow...
"how's it going?"
"The situation is not very optimistic. From what we know, the emotions of the mutants are very unstable, fluctuating between occasional periods of regaining consciousness and periods of berserk behavior. The most tragic aspect is that once their human consciousness returns even slightly, they fall into an extremely painful state. Their wails are heart-wrenching, and those who hear them often frown and feel their pain as if they were experiencing it themselves."
"Control the robotic arm to turn Ochi's body around."
"Understood, Commander Jiang."
The robotic arm slowly started, the restraint straps pulled to the right, the tray below rotated, and Ochi Sleep's entire body turned around, revealing his rough spine and the lizard tail hanging on the ground.
Separated by glass.
Jiang Cheng reached out and placed his hand on the jar.
He seemed to be deep in thought, and a glint of light appeared in his eyes.
"I've always wondered what kind of influence could completely transform a person into another kind of being, and now I have the answer... Microworms inhaled into the human body enter the bloodstream, attach themselves to the spine, and then regenerate blood, thereby influencing cell mutations..."
The answer may lie on this spine.
"Really?" The researcher who remained at the top level was also a world-renowned professor of biotechnology. He was at a very high level, and upon hearing Jiang Cheng's words, many possibilities immediately came to mind.
"If I'm not mistaken, the loss of consciousness is just a final burst of energy before death. Bring me the data so I can take a look."
"Here you are, Commander Jiang."
As a result, Jiang Cheng carefully studied the document handed to him, noting the time records of each instance where human consciousness returned to occupy the body.
His brain began to work.
Within minutes, a bizarre cyclical process became apparent from the chaotic data chart.
Jiang Cheng pulled a pen from the pocket of his research coat, scribbled on the paper with the black ink, drawing an irregular shape, and then handed it back to the professor.
"Let's verify it."
"clear!"
The super professor understood Jiang Cheng's meaning, and he had his staff find all the reports of the mutants and compare them one by one.
Another ten minutes or so passed, and following Jiang Cheng's method, the researchers drew all the irregular patterns.
A miracle happened.
Every single one of the cycle diagrams, without exception, was exactly the same as the one Jiang Cheng handed over!
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