The researchers excitedly assured Lu Xin that they absolutely would not cut him open, their tone much like they were coaxing a child.
But Lu Xin still wasn't entirely reassured. He carefully read through the physical examination plan they had customized for him several times. It contained four main categories: physical functions, mental level, mental ability analysis, psychological health assessment, and so on.
After confirming once again that he wouldn't be cut open, and that even the blood draw would only take a tiny amount, Lu Xin finally worked up the courage to sign.
When the researchers received the confirmation form authorizing the examination with Lu Xin's signature, an excited commotion immediately broke out among them.
They hugged the confirmation form, looking at it as if it were their university acceptance letter.
Some of them even couldn't help getting teary-eyed. "What is the most painful thing for a researcher?"
"It isn't being troubled by a difficult problem, or even taking a wrong turn on the path of research..."
"It is having a living specimen right in front of you, one that could provide the answers to countless questions and advance the research process."
"But despite that, you simply have no chance to make a move..."
"What would an eighty-year-old bachelor do if he saw the woman of his dreams?"
"That is exactly what he is to us right now..."
"..."
Faced with that group of excited people, Lu Xin couldn't help shuddering again.
He didn't know what was going on. It was clearly something he had requested himself, but he somehow felt as if he had walked into a trap.
However, remembering Mom's reminder, he still prepared to calmly accept the examination.
Only by understanding yourself could you know how to improve yourself.
By all accounts, this should have been