One day later, by Galaxy Alliance standard time, General Li appeared before everyone aboard the warship again.
His red cloak was particularly striking. As his footsteps sounded, everyone stood against the walls, snapped to attention, and saluted.
Every human in the Galaxy Alliance had to salute him.
General Li came to the second floor of the laboratory and looked down at the metal table, his face betraying no emotion.
Xilai lay on the metal table. His armless body looked somewhat strange, but that was nothing compared with the tubes and wires inserted into him.
His divine soul had already been shattered by General Li's formidable methods, and now the laboratory staff were performing a reboot.
Accompanied by the sizzling of electric current, Xilai's body began convulsing again, an expression of pain appearing on his face.
Golden liquid flowed through several thin, transparent tubes inserted into his brain. What it was remained unknown, but it was presumably the source of his pain.
The laboratory staff watched the data displayed on the Light Screen, their expressions grave and uneasy. They did not understand why this test subject was still so resistant to external commands.
His brain was already dead at this point and should not have reacted at all. Could this be resistance born of life's instincts?
"Remarkable." Watching the scene below, General Li said expressionlessly, "Increase the dosage. Set the power to three times its current level."
The laboratory director instinctively wanted to object, thinking that even if the test subject woke up, this would probably turn him into a madman. But before he spoke, he remembered that this was the general's order, hurriedly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and ran downstairs.
Before long, Xilai suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze was somewhat blank, yet filled with struggle.
Suddenly,