In the laboratory, everyone saw Zhou Ming screaming and going crazy, and everyone's expression was different.

Among them, Maxson's expression was the most surprised. He opened his mouth wide and looked at this scene in disbelief.

How can it be!

How is it possible that even Zhou Ming can't pass? He is a weird descendant! Are weird descendants more resistant to such weird things?

"Pull him down! Pull him down quickly!" Maxson shouted.

Xiao Shengshui knew the importance of Zhou Ming himself best. He stepped forward, grabbed Zhou Ming and pulled him down from the strange chair. Zhou Ming was still screaming and trembling, sweating all over his body.

The intensity of his madness was no less intense than that of Chen Tianluo before.

"What kind of chair is this! Are you trying to drive our precious experimental subjects crazy?" Maxson shouted, slapping the armrests of the wheelchair hard.

South was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting to be questioned like this. Logically speaking, the other party did not question their position in this way. Don't these people urgently need their investment?

"Professor Maxson, with all due respect, although this chair has high requirements on the inertia of ectoplasm, it is not as exaggerated as you think. Even if it is not here, we have found some people in the outside world who can resist this chair.

, so this chair is not as scary as you think. It can only be said that the spiritual inertia of these children has not yet reached the top level among ordinary people."

Maxon was stunned.

Zhou Ming’s spiritual inertia is not at the top level?

Are these people kidding? There is no other person like him in this world, this guy is the grandson of weirdo!

Maxson looked at Zhou Ming with a distorted face on the ground and felt extremely disappointed.

So far, Zhou Ming has never let him down. Whether it is his low physical fitness and high combat effectiveness, or his unparalleled and amazingly powerful body control, he is extremely confident and proud of the product of this God Fusion Project.

But now, he was defeated by the inertia of spiritual quality.

What's going on here?

"Oh, I know...I know...it must be like this." Maxson said to himself crazily, his eyes that kept flashing became firm again.

Spiritual inertia should be the same as soul genes, consisting of innate and acquired parts. The lower limit of Zhou Ming's spiritual inertia is extremely high, but from his birth to now, he lacks the training of willpower and the ability to adapt to weirdness.

, so the growth of spiritual inertia is very small.

As long as he exercises, his spiritual inertia will definitely grow in the day after tomorrow!

Although this kind of example is almost impossible to happen to ordinary humans, Zhou Ming is not an ordinary human. He is a successful test subject of the Fusion of God Project. In essence, a quarter of him is not human, but weird.

"Professor, you don't seem to like this test very much, why don't we just call it a day?" Soth said.

Maxon glanced at him, unhappy that the other person interrupted his thinking.

But he still said: "Luo Xue, try it."

He didn't plan to continue testing, and directly chose Luo Xue, who had the best qualifications.

Luo Xue looked at Zhou Ming who was paralyzed on the ground and was being pulled out. Chen Tianluo, who had also gone crazy before, appeared in her mind, and a chill ran down her spine.

But she didn't hesitate too much and sat directly on the chair. The pride of being the first did not allow her to back down at this time.

As time passed by, Luo Xue's eyes began to become trance-like.

Two minutes passed, and Luo Xue did not scream. Although her expression became very strange, at least her face was not as distorted as the previous ones.

Mary looked at Luo Xue, her eyebrows slightly raised, thinking that this girl was really unusual.

Five minutes later, Luo Xue suddenly took a deep breath, like a drowning person suddenly surfacing. She stood up from the chair with her neck raised, staggered to her knees, put her hands on the ground, and kept breathing heavily.

"Look, it's not that difficult. Didn't someone successfully pass the test?" Soth smiled.

Maxon's tense expression finally relaxed, and he became more convinced that Zhou Ming just lacked exercise.

It is impossible for Zhou Ming to be worse than Luo Xue. From the genetic point of view of his father's generation, he completely crushed Luo Xue.

"Then, what is that!" Luo Xue said with difficulty, her pupils shaking with fear.

Maxon turned the wheelchair, stepped forward and patted Luo Xue's head gently, comforting: "Very good, you did a good job! You proved yourself again... tell me what you saw?"

Luo Xue raised her head and looked at the old man's face. She opened her mouth to speak, but her eyebrows showed confusion.

Then she lowered her head and fell silent.

"What's wrong?"

"I can't remember, I seem...on the sea." Luo Xue said.

All that remains is fear, but... no memory.

"It's normal. This chair is like this. You may only see one or two pictures." Soth said, "This girl is your most outstanding sample, right? Can I take her for a while?"

Luo Xue frowned and looked at the man fiercely. She hated the word sample.

Although she knew that everyone was indeed a new generation carefully trained by Professor Maxson, they were not samples.

Professor Maxson hesitated, not knowing what to do.

He concentrates on experiments and does not care about funding issues, but he also knows that there is a huge gap in funding for experimental projects, and many new research directions cannot be launched because of lack of money.

But Luo Xue is a very precious experimental subject, and to be honest, he doesn't want her to leave his sight.

"Let me... let me think about it," Maxon said.

"Of course, is there anyone else who can test it?" Soth turned his attention to the remaining experimental subjects that had not yet been tested. Those children all avoided his glance.

Maxson: "That's it for today."

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In the end, Maxson and Liu Xinri, after discussing with other high-level elders of the Reform Association, finally decided to let Luo Xue follow each other.

During the discussion, Maxson seemed to be the only one who hesitated. The other elders did not hesitate too much. Their overall view was much broader than that of scientists. Leonard's long-term sponsorship was even more powerful for the Reform Association.

The elders didn't think Leonard would do anything excessive to their precious experimental subjects.

Because apart from money, the Reform Association's force is overwhelming to the owner of a lucky number. Although they are a remnant party that was wiped out once by the relevant departments, the violent blood of the struggle still flows in this old organization.

There is some power that money cannot replace.

A week has passed since Luo Xue was taken away from Sos. Chen Tianluo and others are gradually recovering, but Zhou Ming's hysteria shows no sign of getting better.

This made Maxon particularly worried.

"Damn it! How could this happen? Even the others have recovered, why doesn't Zhou Ming show any signs of improvement?"
Chapter completed!