"Let's talk about it later, Professor. I still need to double-check something." Song He sounded mysterious. "If it works, it'll definitely be a world-shaking achievement."
"Trying to whet my appetite?" Xiang Xiaotong lightly punched him. "Fine, we'll talk later."
Laboratory.
Before the Data Wall covered in fluttering sheets of paper, three figures stood silently, their auras imposing!
Song He, Xie Kefu, and Lou Jinghui stared intently at the data sheets. Xie Kefu and Lou Jinghui were both tapping away at handheld calculators, while Song He had nothing in his hands. As usual, he relied on rough mental arithmetic, arms folded across his chest, exuding the bearing of a grandmaster.
The laboratory reeked of blood. The terrified shrieks and agonized cries of White Mice and Experimental Monkeys never stopped, and every so often came the ear-piercing sound of drills sawing through skulls. A group of people in white coats busied themselves with animal experiments, cold-blooded and merciless as they forced one terrified animal after another onto the operating tables.
Bottles and jars were scattered everywhere. Milky-white liquid, blood-red liquid, and dark-yellow liquid shimmered under the lights, mysterious impurities drifting within them. Some liquids had been extracted from the animals' bodies, while others were waiting to be injected into them.
The whole laboratory looked just like some demonic cult's sacrificial altar, where all kinds of living creatures were being sacrificed for divination. Song He and the other two were witches capable of interpreting the divination patterns, trying to extract Heaven's true will from the vast majority of chaotic, useless information.
"Chart 7718 is interesting. The rats' grip strength increased very noticeably in a linear fashion." The blond-haired witch, Old Xie, spoke up. "I suggest we run a Group One enhancement experiment."
"Chart 7718 was also used with 6058 and 8199, but