"Was it a success?"
"It was a success."
The voices of the Fishman Researchers echoed through the school.
Mo Ling listened to their exchange, his head swimming.
'What on earth does that mean?'
It wasn't just the Researchers; the other Fishmen also nodded along as they listened to the strange terminology and "operational" methods.
It was like a classroom where the teacher had just announced open discussion. All the other students had jumped into a heated debate, while Mo Ling alone was left standing there, completely dazed.
'What is the method for immortality?'
Mo Ling felt like he understood, and yet he didn't.
Soon, the "classmates" in their heated discussion reached a conclusion.
"General, we request permission to conduct a test."
"Agreed. Be careful."
"Understood."
The Fishmen parted, clearing a space for the Researcher who had volunteered for the test.
He and his assistant moved away from the group, standing in a clearing surrounded by numerous hovering components.
