Multiple Tests

"This..."

Lu Xin's answer left the old professors momentarily speechless.

Fortunately, Chen Jing explained at this point, saying, "The data for this area was already very clear when he dealt with the No. 041 special pollution source. We can skip the bullet-dodging test. After all, the professors have limited time to stay in Satellite City No. 2, and we still have many things to test. So, let's prioritize efficiency..."

The professors had no choice but to agree, shaking their heads and sighing.

Lu Xin felt a chill down his spine. What was with the looks of regret on these old men's faces?

However, the subsequent tests quickly captured all of Lu Xin's attention.

Before the formal testing began, he hadn't expected there to be so many items to test.

After completing the firearms tests, Lu Xin also cooperated with several other tests, such as short-distance speed, body sensing, high-complexity micro-movement memory and imitation, and micro-space infiltration, which seemed almost impossible to achieve.

The results of each test were exceptionally astonishing.

This astonishment was mainly directed at Lu Xin himself.

In the hundred-meter dash test, with his Sister's help, Lu Xin ran at a speed of five seconds per hundred meters. He felt as if all the muscles in his body had coordinated and worked together at that moment, completing the race in the most optimal state.

However, a portly professor seemed disappointed with this, shaking his head and saying, "This is your weak point!"

"A cheetah's top speed can reach three seconds per hundred meters, but that's just an ordinary animal. When you can precisely control every bone and muscle in your body, you should be able to unleash astonishing speed. Of course, the human body isn't particularly suited for short-distance explosive power. Perhaps you need to do some self-reflection and adjustment..."

"When the Gecko was tested before, its highest recorded result was 3.9 seconds, much faster than yours..."

"So, why don't you try climbing?"

"..."

Lu Xin remained silent, refused, and finally agreed to try it himself if he had the chance later.

The reason was simple: it was too embarrassing!

The portly professor expressed his regret with a gentle shake of his head.

During the body sensing test, Lu Xin sat still and could accurately describe everything that touched his back, including its texture, the force applied, and even its shape. In the high-complexity micro-movement memory test, Lu Xin could easily discern subtle and intricate movements and replicate them using his control over his body.

What surprised him the most was the micro-space infiltration test.

How could he, standing at 1.75 meters tall and weighing 140 jin, hide inside a wooden box only one foot square?

However, the Gecko could easily hide inside.

The key was that, with his Sister's help, Lu Xin himself had actually managed to fit inside.

As Lu Xin's legs hooked around his neck, his chest almost touching his buttocks, his head nearly completely retracted into his body, his arms contorted, and he curled into a ball in an extremely awkward position within the confined space, his Sister said with a giggle, "Brother, don't you remember when Father used to hit me, I could hide in the room's ventilation shaft?"

His Sister giggled as she spoke to Lu Xin, boasting that she could do even better.

However, not all tests went smoothly. For example, in one test, an old professor held a very sharp-looking knife and gestured towards Lu Xin a few times, explaining, "Theoretically, Spider-type ability users should be able to control the muscles around a wound to close it after it's inflicted, preventing excessive bleeding and even accelerating wound healing..."

"So, if you don't mind, I'll make a cut on your arm first?"

"..."

Then, faced with Lu Xin's stern refusal, the professor regretfully put away his knife.

Lu Xin found it very strange. Why was a researcher so fanatically fond of playing with knives?

"..."

During a psionic power test, a researcher with thick black hair, wearing a white lab coat, took a bite of an apple with a sly grin. Then, he ran about three to four meters away and said to Lu Xin, "Theoretically, every mental anomaly should have developed psionic power. In fact, as long as one's mental power exceeds sixty units, they will develop psionic power, it's just a matter of intensity."

"Most ability users cannot directly use psionic power; they only use it to sense other mental powers and dodge attacks!"

"Your psionic power has been observed before. Come on, try your best and bring that apple over..."

"..."

Lu Xin sat on a chair, with a circle of people watching.

After sitting for a while, Lu Xin finally looked at his Sister with some helplessness.

"I'm your Sister, not your employee..."

His Sister, bored, ran back and forth on the ceiling, being very uncooperative. "It would be one thing if you were in danger, but now that nothing is happening, why should I foolishly help you get the apple? However, if you want me to snatch his wig..."

As she spoke, her eyes lit up as she stared at the man's thick black hair.

In the end, Lu Xin helplessly chose to give up again.

He warned his Sister with his eyes not to set her sights on the man's wig, and at the same time, he noticed something...

It turned out this professor was also bald...

"Do you need a day to rest and then undergo the corresponding tests tomorrow?"

After completing various ability tests, drawing blood for samples, and other procedures, Chen Jing came to Lu Xin's side and asked with concern.

Lu Xin was slightly taken aback, "What else is there?"

Chen Jing, holding documents in her arms, smiled and said, "The subsequent tests are to see if you have the potential to develop other abilities."

Lu Xin hesitated and asked, "Can I skip these?"

Chen Jing noticed Lu Xin's expression and smiled, "Yes, you can. In that case, you only need to do the final test!"

Unexpectedly, this final test was just a chat.

A middle-aged woman in a white coat, who looked gentle and kind, chatted softly with Lu Xin for over half an hour.

"This should be C-class, right?"

Meanwhile, in another office, several old professors were rapidly organizing their data. Unlike their usual smiling and friendly demeanor, they were all serious now, carefully cross-referencing or calculating the sets of data that had just been obtained. Some of their expressions grew increasingly grave, while others even showed a hint of fervor.

After they had been organizing for a while, a balding old man with a potbelly remarked with emotion.

"C-class?"

A balding man in a white coat repeated the word and chuckled softly, "His ability is C-class, but his potential..."

"How was the psychological test?"

As they were discussing in low voices, the psychologist in the white coat walked in, flipping through a file.

The entire office suddenly became extremely quiet.

Everyone looked up at her, as if her report was even more important than all the other assessment reports.

"There are significant issues..."

The psychologist in the white coat spoke slowly after a moment.

"What issues?"

Everyone seemed to become a bit nervous.

"He's too normal!"

The psychologist gave the answer after a while: "Practically more normal than I am..."