Chapter 958: Adventure Probe!? Heavy on Loyalty and Righteousness?!

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Next one!

The Hand Ring transmitted a Reminder.

Su Yang pushed the door open and entered.

Song Fei lifted her eyes, gave a look that signaled, "Sit."

The two sat down, and she retrieved Su Yang's Trial Performance and Mission Evaluation.

She gave a quick glance, but her brow furrowed deeper and deeper.

"Trial Performance is still acceptable."

"The warrior who smashed the Strength Testing Device is you?"

As she said, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.

Obviously she was questioning Su Yang's ability.

In response, Su Yang pursed his mouth, "It should be due to a malfunction of the device."

Song Fei thought the same.

Hundreds of Gene Modification soldiers had been tested before, and none had ever shown any fault.

The product's appearance must have undergone multi‑faceted verification.

The Strength Testing Device is a product.

Su Yang is also a product.

How high the ceiling is has already been shown by data.

Therefore, she naturally would not place the blame on Su Yang.

"Mission Evaluation is mediocre..."

"I want to hear how you think," Song Fei said, crossing her palms and looking ahead.

Su Yang pretended to ponder and explained, "The Task's goal is blood‑thirsty and cruel; the transformation from human to Werewolf piqued my curiosity."

"At the same time I am wondering whether Gene Modification is correct."

"Thus I spent a certain amount of time in close‑range observation."

A curious look appeared in Song Fei's eyes, "What was the result...?"

Su Yang said, "Blood‑thirst is a defect; fundamentally it is a desire of the mouth and belly, and Gene Modification amplified this desire countless times."

"Anything that exceeds a certain scope is inevitably a bad thing."

"It's like drinking water; everyone must drink a certain amount each day to sustain life."

"But if one drinks too much, the kidneys are burdened, and over time it will inevitably bring unbearable harm."

"Blood‑thirst is the same; it's not pig or chicken blood… it is human blood."

"Therefore—under this defect, I think Li Sanjiang's Gene Modification is a failure."

"At least for me personally, he would be driven by Desire to act, and for most of the day he cannot control himself."

Song Fei stared quietly at Su Yang for a moment, then after a while said coldly, "I called you in not to have you lecture me."

Su Yang shrugged, "I am merely stating the facts, which is also why I acted that way."

Song Fei leaned back in the chair, arms crossed over her chest, "Your duty is to complete the Task, not to investigate!"

Su Yang, however, could not agree, "I have a responsibility to uncover anything beneficial to the Company; if it is merely killing, a Mecha Soldier can fully handle it."

"Demon!"

Song Fei, angry, slammed the table, her eyes cold as frost.

At this moment, she completely tore off her gentle façade, becoming a cold‑blooded, decisive superior.

"Are you teaching me how to be a Supervisor?"

Su Yang's face remained unchanged, and in a calm voice said, "I dare not; in that position one plans its responsibilities. You and I are both part of the Company, so we naturally must do our part well."

Song Fei's complexion gradually returned to normal, but the anger in her brows did not diminish at all.

Obviously, the Company has cultivated a thousand Gene Modification soldiers.

They do not need the soldiers to have much independent thought; they only require the ability and efficiency to complete the Task.

Su Yang's actions clearly violated the core purpose of this plan.

Song Fei needed to let him know...

Who is the Boss!

Thinking of this, she suddenly grabbed the Work Badge and said, "I'll say it again, your duty is only to complete the Task; any other things you shouldn't do, don't touch them at all!"

Su Yang realized the plan would succeed, smiled faintly, "You are the Supervisor; whatever you say is right."

"You're courting death!"

Song Fei abruptly touched the Work Badge, and the light ring suddenly flared up.

Just as Su Yang was studying it for a few glances, curious about its actual function...

A sudden mutation erupted!

A wave of excruciating pain deep into the marrow swept the whole body.

Su Yang's eyes widened sharply, and with a muffled moan he knelt to the ground.

Sweat poured like rain, and the pain that pierced his heart and scratched his liver seemed ready to dismember him into countless pieces.

Moreover, his brain emitted an indescribable throbbing pain.

He felt like a constantly expanding Balloon that could explode at any moment.

"So that's it..." Su Yang's face turned grim, his veins bulging as he struggled to lift his face.

Song Fei looked down from above with cold indifference, as if in her eyes Su Yang was merely an ant that could be stepped on at any time.

Ah!

The pain exceeded his tolerance limit, and Su Yang could no longer endure.

He let out a howl.

The shrillness was terrifying beyond measure.

But the office's soundproofing was excellent, so the people waiting outside to receive Tasks couldn't hear a thing.

Song Fei watched Su Yang's convulsing tremors, and the corner of her mouth involuntarily lifted.

"This is only a warning; it won't happen again!"

After speaking, she touched the Work Badge again.

In the next instant, all pain vanished without a trace.

There was not even a hint of aftereffect, as if it were an illusion.

In just a few dozen seconds, it felt like being imprisoned and tortured for several years.

Su Yang's shirt was completely soaked with sweat, and his complexion was as pale as paper.

His once neatly styled Hair Style was now gone.

His bangs fell on his Forehead like strips of seaweed.

"The second Task has already been issued; this time I expect to see the performance a qualified warrior should display."

"Did you understand?" Song Fei asked coldly.

Su Yang braced against the desk and struggled to stand.

There was not a hint of rebellion or defiance on his face.

All there was was the obedient meekness forged by torture.

"Understood," Su Yang nodded slightly.

"Leave."

Su Yang turned, staggered, pushed the door, and walked out.

His back silhouette was especially bleak.

Song Fei glanced briefly, then withdrew her gaze, pressed the Button on the desk, and said, "Next one!"

…

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Arriving at the Seventy-Floor Lounge, Su Yang could no longer hold himself up as soon as he entered, and his body crashed down.

At the brink of disaster, his head suddenly rested on a warm, gentle thigh.

"What are you doing, and why does your complexion look so bad?" Tiger asked.

Su Yang opened his eyes, saw her face, and a smile flickered at the corner of his mouth, "I finally understand why these Normal Difficulty people command us so recklessly with impunity."

"Are you crazy?" Tiger furrowed her willow-like brows and hurriedly helped him onto the sofa.

Su Yang shifted his body to find a comfortable spot and said, "All uncertain factors must be eliminated."

"Others have no obligation to inform, so I can only test it myself."

Tiger suddenly found the man before her a bit endearingly foolish.

Imperial Company creates Gene Modification warriors; how could it have no backup?

Su Yang's personal risk was overly reckless.

If Song Fei were to be ruthless and abandon him outright.

Wouldn't that render all previous efforts futile?

"Then why did you tell me?" Tiger asked curiously.

"Equivalent exchange," Su Yang paused, then said seriously, "Tell me, where is 'Daytime'?"

Tiger was stunned.

This guy went this far, and it's all for the whereabouts of Dependents?

He's gone mad?!

"You really are..." Tiger shook her head helplessly.

Seeing the man's pallid face, it's hard to link the 'Silver Moon' who summoned wind and rain at the Round Table Meeting to him.