Watching the public opinion on the forum ferment, Mudachi leaned back in a relaxed metal chair.
Unlike their disguise at the Mechanical University, the tigers at the Amur Tiger Family Base fully revealed their true brutality.
"Young Master, the new experimental results are out."
The researchers here are deeply afraid of Mudachi.
The aura of the high-level differentiated tiger was unrestricted.
Looking at the metal robotic arm that Austin had removed, a quick-healing agent was injected into the wound that was burned by pheromones.
"Such a good potion is best used on experimental animals."
The researchers extracted and upgraded the ordinary save recovery potion, increasing the recovery speed as much as possible without considering the animal's tolerance.
Unlike Mudachi, who takes a different perspective from the treatment of beasts, he only considers whether he can achieve the goal of improving the combat effectiveness of the beasts. He has always believed that only beasts with strong resilience and endurance are worthy of survival, and those low-level races that cannot withstand the side effects of drugs are only worthy of providing experimental data.
"How much has the combat effectiveness of those transformed beasts increased?" Mudachi asked Ostin.
"Twenty-five percent, still in the process of improvement."
Tiger nodded, then looked at the forum's public opinion on the terminal to see what direction it was heading.
The trend on the forum changed rapidly. The original discussion about whether the mark on Bu Qingren's neck was bitten by Zhao Cunzhi has now changed to whether he will admit to marking a low-level Omega.
"Young Patriarch, what if Zhao Cunzhi admits it?"
"Whether he admits it or not, I have achieved my goal. It would be even better if he admits it." Lao Hu didn't care how Zhao Cunzhi did his public relations.
If Zhao Cunzhi denies it, Mudachi will steer public opinion towards him, accusing him of bullying lower-level races by relying on the species at the top of the food chain, and labeling him as someone who denies and looks down on herbivorous races.
If it is admitted, public opinion will reach a climax.
A top Alpha tags a low-ranking Omega, and the voices questioning whether he will take responsibility become louder.
As if thinking of that scene, Mudachi's mouth curved up noticeably. "By then, regardless of whether he's willing or not, he'll be bound to a half-Omega as a partner for the sake of public opinion and image."
"How can a lion king who mates with a lower-level herbivore species lead carnivores?"
No matter whether Zhao Cunzhi responds or not, or how he responds, he will lose his existing prestige.
"Once he gradually loses his prestige, no race will support him."
Yang He continued to use popularity points and the exchange system to post a series of explosive posts.
The top management of Feiyue Company had no idea that the information leaked on the forum was related to Yang He, and they were still wondering which company was so tough that it dared to mess with Router.
Wang Chen, who came to Feiyue to handle the termination procedures, stopped Yang He.
Yang He saw Wang Chen's face clearly and was surprised for a moment. The Siamese cat, which had lost its luck and had black marks on its face, looked a little more energetic now.
Ever since Wang Chen's resources fell on him, he became increasingly busy and had ignored this person, thinking that he would disappear. Unexpectedly, he saw Wang Chen again in the company.
Yang He calmed down and greeted Wang Chen, "Brother Wang, long time no see. The company said you were not feeling well and needed to rest. Are you feeling better now?"
Wang Chen looked coldly at the fox in front of him.
"Don't you know why I'm not feeling well?"
"What do you mean, Brother Wang? I don't understand." Yang He thought he was saying that he had taken away his resources. "It was all arranged by the company. How could I know?"
The fox's upturned eyes look somewhat provocative.
The Siamese cat gritted his teeth, clenched his fists in his pockets, and laughed at himself, "I really underestimated you."
"I didn't expect that the two Omegas from the low-reserve areas would be so good at acting."
Yang He's heart tightened, and he felt a sense of crisis. He asked Wang Chen, "Brother Wang, what do you mean by this?"
Wang Chen looked at the man in front of him with a hint of contempt in his eyes, "Do you think you are so perfect?"
The fox's heart suddenly sank.
"What kind of waves can an Omega with no background make in a high-quality storage area? He will only become a plaything of the higher-level races."
Yang He's breathing stagnated, and Wang Chen's sense of superiority of the high-storage area species poured down on his head like a bucket of ice water.
He thought of the oppression Mudachi had inflicted on him, the tiger's hand constantly gripping his throat, ready to crush him to death at any moment.
The exchange system told him that he could only get rid of such control by gaining more popularity points, but Mudachi's luck points were very high, and he would need to save up for a very long time before he could get an exchange opportunity.
Yang He saw the pity in Wang Chen's eyes.
"I won't be a plaything!"
The fox shouted hysterically at Wang Chen.
Wang Chen looked at Yang He who had lost his vigilance, and performed a close-range code analysis on his terminal with the scanner in his pocket. After obtaining the data, he lowered his eyes and looked at it.
He pretended to be too lazy to pay attention and turned away.
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Dr. Zhao, who had performed the third operation on Kong Que, looked at his fractured right arm.
The arm, now free of its fasteners, can slowly resume movement.
Zhao Yuyan put on antibacterial gloves and began to apply anti-inflammatory ointment with a swab as he reapplied medicine to the peacock's gland.
The peacock's wound was not highly inflamed, the infection was very mild, and the animal did not suffer from hypothermia. This was what Zhao Yuyan was most relieved about.
Judging from his current glandular data, fortunately he does not have a fever, otherwise the glands might not be saved.
Peacock tilted his head and obediently let Dr. Zhao apply medicine to him.
His voice echoed in the ward, asking softly, "How are the others? Are their injuries serious? I want to go and see."
Because of him, the animals suffered heavy damage again, and Peacock has been feeling very guilty these days.
"It's okay," Zhao Yuyan said, "Just take care of yourself first."
Alpha didn't want to tell Peacock the actual situation.
"Your arm is now able to do proper recovery movements. I'll give you some simple compressions first."
"good."
Peacock clutched the pillow tightly with his left hand and moved the right side of his body to the side.
Zhao Yuyan slowly lifted Peacock's right arm, slowly raising and lowering it at different angles. The muscles in his painful arm were very stiff.
Breathing could be heard in the ward, and the Alpha holding Peacock's wrist asked him to try to make a fist.
"How do you feel? Are your fingers strong?"
Peacock tried to clench his fist and then unclench it, moving each finger. His muscles were very sore from being fixed for so long, and his movements were very slow.
Zhao Yuyan silently watched Kong Que moving his fingers and fists, and the palm of his hand holding his wrist became warm.
He swallowed hard.
"It's a little sore, but it's OK. I can move my fingers fine."
Peacock looked up and found that Dr. Zhao's breath became hot. The breath of an Asian lion was extremely aggressive.
Zhao Yuyan let go of his hand and let Peacock try to move on his own.
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