"Ahhhhh...."
The hysterical scream spread through the laboratory. A young boy wearing a Death God Robe unleashed his Spiritual Power, abruptly stopping the scream. Baiyi calmly looked at the Alchemists and said:
"If you're sure, directly sever the test subject's pain and sensory nerves, then you won't be disturbed anymore."
"This is what happens when too much of the flesh mutation materials are used; even a natural rejection reaction from the body could result in such a situation."
"But don't panic; there's still hope for rescue, like administering an adrenaline shot, or a potion that stimulates the body's potential."
Baiyi retrieved a syringe as thick as a wrist from his Space Ring. A full dose of adrenaline went down, and suddenly, the mass of rotting flesh on the test bench convulsed a few times. The life force of what was once near death rapidly increased.
