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An indescribable frenzy swept through major laboratories around the world. Phone calls and video conferences overlapped in a clamor like a bustling marketplace.
"Help! Professor Guo passed out!"
"Quick, give him some Quick-Acting Heart-Rescue Pills!"
Professor Guo lay unconscious in the ambulance for quite a while, then suddenly sprang upright as though rising from his deathbed. His face flushed crimson as he roared, "Take me back to the lab! What right do you have to send me to the hospital? Take me back!"
In the end, Professor Guo was forcibly admitted to the hospital anyway, because the officials in charge did not want to see him in the morgue.
Dense crowds gathered in cities and villages as more and more people poured out of their rooms and crowded into open spaces. Fortunately, every city had plenty of Militia Teams, which now proved useful. The militia maintained order to prevent mass stampedes.
At the Institute of Supernatural Research, the celebrations were even more ecstatic, with people weeping for joy.
"Did we record what happened in the sky?"
"From every angle, without a single blind spot!"
"Hahahaha! The Human Breathing Technique!"
The usually quiet, busy laboratories had never been so boisterous. Laughter mingled with gasps of amazement amid utter pandemonium, and joy filled the building.
"Yes... yes, we're verifying the feasibility of the Human Breathing Technique. The results will be available soon." After finishing a phone call, Li Xianfeng hurried anxiously into the restroom and washed his face.
He pretended to be composed, but his bloodshot eyes and the occasional flutter of his heart betrayed his innermost feelings.
Someone