Inside the laboratory, Lin Shen sat with his back against the wall. Only his silhouette was visible, but his body was heaving violently. He was still under the influence of Experiment No. 9.
Experiment No. 9 stood there, staring fixedly at Lin Shen.
With the experiment halted, the fine threads on Experiment No. 9's body no longer glowed, and its bristling fur gradually settled.
"Strange. How could the surveillance system have broken? There's an isolation shield protecting the outside. Experiment No. 9's power shouldn't have been able to damage it." Zhang Jiahao walked over and looked through the one-way mirror at the situation inside, only to discover that the monitor had shattered.
It never occurred to him that Lin Shen could be responsible. A Lower God-Human simply could not damage the shield's material.
Suddenly, Lin Shen, who had been sitting with his back to them, shot to his feet. He turned around, pressed both hands against the one-way mirror, and stared at them outside.
Zhang Jiahao jumped in fright and instinctively took a step back.
Only after retreating half a step did he remember that Lin Shen could not see them, nor could he possibly break out. Embarrassed and angered, he muttered a curse under his breath.
Director Lin frowned as he watched Lin Shen, pondering what could have caused the monitor's protective shield to shatter.
His first thought had not been to suspect Lin Shen either. He mainly suspected that something had gone wrong with Experiment No. 9 under the stimulation, allowing it to affect the monitor's shield.
"Director Lin, let me out." Lin Shen pressed against the one-way wall and spoke in a low voice.
"Keep dreaming. Cooperate and finish the experiment obediently, and you'll suffer much less," Zhang Jiahao said before Director Lin could reply.
"You really