The next day, while Jiang You was weakly absorbing crystal cores, a familiar experimental team had gained a man standing off to the side and observing.
At first, she thought he was a newly joined researcher.
Only later did she learn that the emotionally unstable man was Wang Qichuan, the eldest son of the Wang family of Number Nine City.
But Wang Lin's arrival did not successfully help the R&D department save crystal cores. Instead, Jiang You absorbed them even more enthusiastically.
Recently, she had felt that she had almost finished merging with the source of fire from Number Nine City, and the experiments here were nearing their end.
Yet from the time Hope Base had come here until now, they had never produced their own source of fire.
They were suspicious of Jiang You.
Or perhaps they were on guard against Number Nine City.
The atmosphere in the Research and Development Center grew increasingly oppressive. Jiang You vaguely sensed that she might soon be transferred.
Thus, in the days that followed, she would be extremely "weak" after cooperating with each experiment, and then "be forced" to consume vast quantities of crystal cores.
Wang Lin genuinely watched her absorb the mountain of crystal cores with his own eyes before she barely managed to stop the bleeding.
Unable to hold back, he asked,
"If the source of fire needs this many crystal cores to function, are you sure merging it with humans can create value?
That's equivalent to a car needing a whole tank of gas to travel one kilometer. Are you sure a car like that can be mass-produced and put on the market?!"
"This isn't even a leaky sieve. This damn thing is a bottomless pit!!!"
Jiang You leaned weakly against the wall, her face pale. "It's not like