Xu Kun's expression turned terrifying.
It was neither a cry nor a laugh, and he seemed on the verge of madness.
Shi Gandang stared wide-eyed at Xu Kun as he straightened up and threw back his head with a long howl. Before he could speak, however, a surge of soul power rushed into his Sea of Consciousness. His eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
"Little Kun, what's wrong with you?" Yang Yao asked worriedly.
"Yao Yao, the direction was wrong. It was wrong!" Xu Kun said with self-mockery.
"No, my idea was right, but the subjects of the research and the path I took were wrong!"
What Xu Kun wanted to see was a monkey army that could control Combat Factors through sheer will, unleashing formidable combat power without losing its reason.
His idea could be summed up in four words: man can conquer nature!
It was also a principle he had always upheld.
If they could not overcome the obstacle of their bloodline defect, then the monkey race would have no bright future. Therefore, before training a controllable monkey army, Xu Kun had no plans to launch another racial war.
But saying it was easy. How could he accomplish it?
He had used every extreme method imaginable—suppression, temptation, coercion—all because he wanted to train a monkey army with extraordinary willpower.
Yet more than half a year had passed since they won the war against the Shadow Wolf Race, and there had still been no results.
He had originally thought this path was wrong.
But Shi Gandang's condition had shown Xu Kun what the limits of willpower truly meant.
His train of thought had not been wrong. The test subjects he had chosen before were wrong!
The subjects he had selected were racial elites like Wenren Zhuoyun, yet he had