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One hundred and fifty-two: This is one of our own!

 "Zhu Jiao, what's impossible?"

There was a glint in the master's eyes, and his voice when he asked was a little low.

"Master, I... I thought he might not be able to hold on after he was in such pain just now. Now it seems that I still underestimated his perseverance."

No matter how much Zhu Jiao didn't want to admit it, he also knew that if he said the wrong thing at this time, he might end up in a very miserable way.

Zhu Jiao doesn't have any good impression of Qin Yang, but at this time he can only say these things against his will, because he knows what the master and his wife like to hear.

"That's true. Even I felt that he might fail just now, but I didn't expect that he persisted."

The master did not doubt Zhu Jiao too much, and he was in a good mood now, and he admired Hong Gui's perseverance very much.

After surviving the second wave of drug abuse, Hong Gui is obviously one step closer to the true First Image Realm.

And in their opinion, the last step is also the easiest step.

"Sir, I have a feeling that if Hong Gui becomes the First Elephant Realm, he will probably be more powerful than other First Elephant Realms."

The lady nodded repeatedly, and these words made the master's eyes light up, and he obviously thought of something.

"Such perseverance and talent may be comparable to those of those naturally mutated First Awakeners."

This statement, sir, is the highest praise for an artificially mutated mutant.

Because as we all know, the natural combat effectiveness or cultivation potential of mutants who rely on drugs or other things to artificially mutate are far inferior to natural mutants.

Moreover, the method of artificial mutation is very cruel, especially these private artificial mutation research organizations, which are almost mutation groups made of human heads.

In the Daxia government, there are also research institutions for artificial cell mutation, and they are more mature and reliable than private organizations.

But they will not test the medicine on ordinary people, because the physical fitness of ordinary people is so poor that they can hardly bear the pain of the medicine.

Only some soldiers who have received special training in the military and whose physiques are different from ordinary people will try to inject medicine, and the final success rate will naturally be much higher than that of ordinary people.

Natural cell mutants are undoubtedly the best among countless mutants.

It's just that they also have to experience the special pain of cell mutation, which is what ordinary people see as late stage cancer.

Most people who cannot persevere will die from late-stage cancer.

People like Qin Yang who persevere are also in trouble.

Once you persist, the combat effectiveness and potential of natural cell mutants will be far higher than that of artificial cell mutants.

Therefore, Zhu Jiao is very envious and jealous of those naturally mutated Chuxiang realms like Zhu Jiao.

Now the master actually gave that Hong Gui such a high evaluation, which once again made Zhu Jiao feel extremely unbalanced.

An even crazier idea had already taken root deep in Zhu Jiao's heart and could never go away.

"Master, we have found a treasure this time."

The lady was generous with her words of praise, and while they were talking, the aura on Qin Yang's body had gradually subsided, and the pain on his face slowly disappeared.

"Huh..."

After a while, Qin Yang finally stood up and exhaled a long breath, seeming more refreshed than before.

"Thank you, sir, thank you, madam!"

Qin Yang had already entered the role. He took two steps forward and bowed respectfully to the master and his wife on the sofa, bending his waist at a ninety-degree angle.

"Haha, we didn't do anything to help you. You relied on your own perseverance to get through this."

Madam’s smile is as bright as a flower. The more I look at it, the more I like it. What she says is actually true. I’m reading a book

In this process of artificial mutation, they only provide medicine, and whether this medicine is a tonic or a poison is a matter of opinion.

For the three people who died of bloodshed yesterday, the cell mutation agent is a weapon for killing people.

From this point of view, the master and his wife are the murderers. It is too late for the other party to hate them, so how can they be grateful to them?

But Qin Yang's situation was different. After he persisted, he felt that the cells in his body had become much stronger.

Especially today, it was almost five times more effective than the potion yesterday.

Therefore, although Qin Yang is acting, in a sense, he does need to thank the other party.

In addition to yesterday's cell mutation potion, with the power of these six potions, Qin Yang's strength in the Chuxiang Realm has been greatly improved. This is a result that even he himself did not expect beforehand.

"Sir, madam, I feel that the power of this potion today is much greater than yesterday. After taking it, my strength seems to have increased several times."

Qin Yang chose to tell the truth, but after saying these words, Zhu Jiao's face changed slightly, and he kept looking at the master and his wife from the corner of his eyes.

"The potion is much more powerful? It shouldn't be. The energy of each potion is the same."

A trace of doubt appeared on Madam's face, and then she glanced at Zhu Jiao over there. After all, it was the latter who received the potions.

"Hong Gui, don't talk nonsense. The energy of each potion is fixed. It should be due to your own body, so the effect is different from yesterday."

Zhu Jiao had to explain a few words for himself. This is what the master said just now.

He felt that it would be impossible for an ordinary person who has never been exposed to cell mutation drugs, let alone mutants, to notice the difference.

Like those ordinary people yesterday, one potion is dead, and five potions are equally dead. Is there any difference?

"Is that so?"

Qin Yang murmured and took a deep look at Zhu Jiao, but said nothing more.

In fact, Qin Yang knew very well that the energy of today's potion was definitely several times greater than yesterday's. He was extremely confident in his sensing ability.

"Is this Zhu Jiao up to something?"

Qin Yang guessed the truth of the matter immediately, and at the same time, he had another thought deep in his heart, thinking that this might be another opportunity for him.

Yesterday, Qin Yang was still regretting that the energy of a cell mutation potion was a bit weak, and the improvement in his own strength was limited.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Jiao would be so cooperative the next day, taking a potion with several times more energy and injecting it into himself. This was one of his own!

Qin Yang naturally wants to protect his own people.

Wouldn't it be difficult for yourself to expose the other party at this time?

At this time, Qin Yang was thinking that if the other party failed to deal with him this time, would he bring more powerful medicine to inject him next time?

Thinking of this, Qin Yang actually started to look forward to it, and looked at Zhu Jiao with a touch of gratitude.

"That's how it should be!"

Zhu Jiao's words also made the master and his wife nod slowly.

They didn't suspect that Zhu Jiao was up to something, so this explanation was the only reason.


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