Refining the remnant soul, extracting demonic qi, and sending it to Xing Dian's side.
Xing Dian quickly became frustrated and disturbed. Just when he had found that profound feeling, he once again lost his state, and the surrounding devices emitted a piercing alarm.
The old professor in charge of the Promotion Ceremony had a dark expression on his face.
He frowned and said, "Let's stop here for today. Everyone take a break, and we'll continue the experiment at eight tomorrow morning... Xing Dian, you adjust yourself. If you're still in this state, don't waste each other's time or these valuable resources!"
Xing Dian lay on the stone bed, somewhat annoyed, raised his hand to cover his forehead, and forcefully crushed the crystal core beside him, his eyes full of irritation.
His mechanical arms and legs coordinated well with his body, silently moving to another corner, looking at the S-grade material lying in the Nutrition Storage, and he sighed softly.
