Yi Chen took some time to report the abnormalities concerning Lotsen in the white robe to Professor Chamberson, asking him to relay the information to the organization.
About ten days later, he received the organization's response.
The gentleman responsible for the organization's covert activities had conducted a weeklong follow-up observation of Lotsen. Although he had noticed some abnormalities, there were no clear signs of disease.
His abnormalities might have been related to the failed mission, the deaths of his teammates, and his own brush with death.
The organization had also conducted several follow-up psychological evaluations of Lotsen. Although he had not scored highly, he had at least remained above the passing line.
Since there seemed to be no problem, Yi Chen, who immersed himself in physical training every day, stopped paying further attention.
Besides.
There was still no news of Jin. Regan remained in secluded cultivation deep within the Power Station and had yet to break through his limits. Perhaps he was making preparations that no one knew about.
Two weeks passed.
Zed's Paradise.
Boom!
A rare, heavy thud came from inside.
Even the teachers and students attending class in the Teaching Building could clearly feel the muffled tremor rising from underground. Some could even vaguely feel as though they had been punched in the chest.
The person in charge of the Weilsman Teaching Building immediately went to the monitoring room. Using the eyeball monitors connected to the corpses' brains, he obtained high-definition footage of the underground area.
When the staff accessed the footage, they all widened their eyes.
"Has Zede weakened? Impossible... How could this happen?"
On the monitor,
Zede, his eyes covered by black bandages, had straightened his body and made an almost perfect punching motion.
The fully extended lines of his leg muscles, the twisted spiral