"This question is difficult to explain in a short time."
Faced with Lu Xin's answer, everyone who had entered the Research Institute fell into an unusually oppressive atmosphere.
Instinctively, they wanted to help Lu Xin explain something.
But whenever they opened their mouths, they found that the explanations they wanted to give could not stand up.
The two doctors—one skilled in analyzing mental power and the other in deducing chains of pollution logic—were both utterly bewildered at this moment.
After a long while, in the dark and deep corridor, Dr. An finally spoke softly.
Then she looked up at Lu Xin and said in a low voice, "So, let's continue with our investigation for now..."
"Mr. Solo Soldier, are you capable of controlling your emotions and maintaining a stable state right now?"
"..."
"I..."
Lu Xin forced himself to speak, only to discover that his voice had already grown hoarse.
He paused and adjusted himself slightly before giving a quiet nod. "I can."
Even though the uncertainty and shock in his heart had reached their extreme, all he could do at this moment was nod.
He glanced weakly over Dr. An and Dr. Zhang and Dr. Wang's faces. No matter how desperately he wanted answers, he could not expect them to explain everything to him in such a short time, because even he could not clearly describe this state and feeling.
Therefore, he could only forcibly suppress the thoughts surging in his heart and stuff the deck of cards back into the drawer.
He did not know why he had done that, either.
Perhaps he hoped that another version of himself would come here in the future and also need to take out this deck of cards to prove something to others?
"Click..."
Only when this thought clearly surfaced in