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"Jump straight up from where you are. As high as you can," Chen Zhao ordered.

The Machine Slave immediately crouched down and sprang upward!

A wave of low exclamations rose from the surrounding crowd.

Chen Zhao estimated sharply by eye that the Machine Slave's feet had risen at least two and a half meters off the ground. The world high-jump record was 2.45 meters, set by Sotomayor. In other words, the Machine Slave's leg strength was slightly greater than that of a world champion.

Considering that Sotomayor had taken a running start when he set the record, the Machine Slave's jumping ability was a full level above his.

"The leg strength can be weakened a little," Chen Zhao said. "Too much strength can easily cause problems. Being able to jump 1.8 meters is enough."

"Understood!" The researchers beside him hurriedly recorded it.

"Do push-ups," Chen Zhao said. "One minute. As fast as possible."

The Machine Slave froze for a few seconds. The yellow light in its head brightened considerably; it was probably searching online for the meaning of "push-ups."

Then, the Machine Slave lay down on the spot, its posture perfectly standard.

It began doing push-ups desperately!

Ordinary people did push-ups relatively slowly, and one could clearly see their muscles trembling.

But when the Machine Slave did push-ups, it moved so fast it left afterimages!

The motor buzzed as its horsepower was pushed to the maximum!

Chen Zhao stared at it and counted, timing the seconds in his head as well.

Soon, one minute was up.

201 push-ups!

The researchers at the scene all applauded. They had never tested the Machine Slave's push-up ability before, and the results were now astonishing.

However, Chen Zhao frowned and shook his head.

"Its explosive power is too strong. At this speed, throwing a