You've Made People See You in a New Light~

The man in the white coat shot him a startled look.

This was truly beyond his expectations!

With a total mental strength of 382, an ordinary person could kill twenty small monsters! An exceptionally talented one could reach twenty-five or even thirty, yet this useless guy before him had actually killed 108?!

One had to know that even someone at the peak of C-rank could only barely surpass a hundred!

Had he mutated, or had there been a problem with the previous test?

After resting for a while, the man in the white coat had him retake the first test. The result was clear as day—380. Perhaps he had consumed too much earlier; it was even two points lower than his first result.

A little strange.

But forget it. In the white coat's eyes, D-rank and C-rank were practically the same. Anyone recruited into military headquarters would be at least B-rank, even at their worst. To someone who could not even be bothered to look at an eighty-point score, was there really any difference between thirty and fifty? They were both failing grades anyway.

Out of caution, he silently added an evaluation for Jing Yi—exceptionally high quality, with extremely strong endurance and cohesion.

The third test came next: assembling mecha components.

Jing Yi had remarkably nimble hands.

He had once had trouble walking. To support himself and live a little better, he had followed the older children at the orphanage in making handicrafts from the time he was only a few years old—pasting matchboxes, weaving straw hats, sewing on buttons... He had been the youngest, yet he worked the fastest, and his finished products had been the best quality.

Later, he had gained a cheat ability and seized the opportunity. At first, he had set up street stalls. After Taobao rose to prominence, he simply registered a storefront and managed it with care. By the time he had been hit by that car, his Taobao shop's monthly turnover had already exceeded five hundred thousand! Relying on that, he had led the orphanage children and his friends who had left the orphanage to live good lives together.

Thinking about that world now, although his death would surely affect the business, that Taobao shop was already on track. They knew the account details and had learned how to manage it after watching for so long. As long as they worked hard, it would not have too great an impact on their lives.

Jing Yi could only use such reasons to persuade himself to relax—he had already built the platform for them. If it could allow more children like him, children who were "incomplete," to support themselves and live better lives, then all those years of hard work would not have been in vain.

If he had been able to struggle free from such a lowly situation back then, now that all four of his limbs were intact and his starting point was so much higher, what was there to fear?

His daze lasted only an instant.

Yet the few people waiting to watch him take the test all felt as though he had changed.

It was as though this fellow, who had originally seemed like a willow branch swaying in the breeze, had found his fighting spirit. Though he still gave off an impression of boneless fragility, people no longer looked at him with the same amusement and contempt as before.

After watching the explanation once, Jing Yi took a deep breath. While using his still-unfamiliar mental strength to fuse the materials, he began assembling them at incredible speed.

The reason Bio-Mechas were so difficult to manufacture was precisely because of this "dividing one's attention between two tasks."

To produce the highest-quality components, "fusion" and "assembly" had to be completed as simultaneously as possible. The more synchronized they were, the more seamless the result would be. A mecha built from such components would be less likely to malfunction, while also becoming more unified as a whole, with both flexibility and durability improved.

But dividing one's attention between two tasks sounded simple and was incredibly difficult in practice.

Many people with high mental strength could fuse materials perfectly well on their own, and assembling materials alone was no problem either. But doing both together? They would become flustered, unable to keep track of one side while handling the other. In the end, two perfect scores would add up to only sixty. Getting eighty was already considered an outstanding result.

Jing Yi had always been extremely focused when doing handicrafts.

Using the same materials, a well-made product and a poorly made one could differ in price by double! And if you made it well, buyers would be satisfied, reducing the chances of returns and negative reviews, and the Taobao shop would only grow better and better. If you made it poorly, buyers would be dissatisfied, return it in minutes, and slap you with a negative review!

This was directly tied to profit! He had to give it his all!

Sweat beaded on the tip of his nose, his expression intent and his face pale. He was clearly using his mental strength to fuse the materials. Then his hands rapidly assembled them—so fast, so agile, that afterimages could practically be seen!

Five minutes later, a small Bio-Mecha component was complete. It gleamed with a soft silver light as it was gently placed on the table.

Only then did the onlookers realize that, without noticing it, they had even slowed their breathing...

You've Made People See You in a New Light~

And it was not only those onlookers. When Jing Yi came back to himself, even he could not believe that he had personally made this exquisite, gorgeous thing!

It was too fantastical. Any person from Earth who discovered that they could use their bare hands to piece together a pile of miscellaneous junk into something so seamless would have been just as stunned as he was.

Strangely enough, although it was his first time coming into contact with "mental strength," he did not feel the slightest unfamiliarity. Using it felt as natural and smooth as flowing clouds and running water. As for dividing his attention between two tasks, he was not surprised by that at all. Since elementary school, he had been able to listen attentively in class and take notes while secretly making handicrafts. In the end, his grades had ranked among the best, and he had made more and better things than those who did it professionally. That was probably what talent was.