Half a month of time, including culture medium expenses, various instrument costs, and drug preparation, had cost Hao Yunyang nearly 130 million euros and fifteen days and nights of intense companionship.
The final result was incredibly encouraging. Wang Shiyu and Wan Hongyuan almost simultaneously opened their eyes, jumping out of the cultivation tank – the super soldiers had been successfully created!
Hao Yunyang’s decision to have Wang Shiyu punch the wall was a momentary impulse, simply wanting to test the attack power of the second-generation super soldiers.
However, when the results were before him, he was first happy – the more formidable Wang Shiyu and Wan Hongyuan’s attack capabilities, the more confident he would be in future developments, and their strength would guarantee his own safety.
But then, he was stunned to see the wall slowly becoming moist where Wang Shiyu had punched.
“Damn, groundwater!” Hao Yunyang was momentarily shocked, then immediately cursed and panicked: “Quick, get everything out of here!”
“There’s waterproof sealant here,” Wang Shiyu remained calm, his increased strength bringing not just physical enhancement but also a composed attitude – in other words, confidence!
Within ten minutes, they had applied multiple layers of waterproof sealant, which quickly solidified into an elastic, rubber-like coating that was firmly attached.
“Phew,” Hao Yunyang stretched and said, “Let’s go home.”
After spending half a month in the underground laboratory, despite having solved basic living needs, they had accumulated a peculiar smell.
Returning home, they found Zhao Chenxin and Su Jingchen were likely at the mysterious space. Hao Yunyang sent Wang Shiyu and Wan Hongyuan to shower in the opposite room before taking a thorough shower himself.
Half an hour later, the three freshly dressed men sat on the living room sofa. Looking at the two spirited individuals, Hao Yunyang asked Wang Shiyu, “Do you know the contact method of those mercenaries from last time?”
“Mm,” Wang Shiyu looked somewhat puzzled, nodding slightly – proving that becoming a super soldier hadn’t changed his fundamental personality.
Hao Yunyang began to explain the organization’s critical situation, crafting a seemingly reasonable narrative about preserving the organization’s future and entrusting him with critical information.
Wang Shiyu interrupted him mid-explanation, asking directly, “What do you need me to do?” His tone was natural and direct.
“A superior doesn’t need explanations,” he said simply.
