Kong Mingan felt a long-lost surge of interest.
Because of the "spiritual pivot," many of his research projects could be directly handed over to the "spiritual pivot" for deduction, leaving him only responsible for the final summary and optimization.
This had left him quite idle recently, but now, this discovery had once again piqued his interest.
Miss ng, standing nearby, looked at Kong Mingan's eyes and unconsciously let out a soft sigh.
She knew that her childhood sweetheart would probably be "holed up" in the laboratory for a while again.
And just as Miss ng had guessed, Kong Mingan quickly entered a state of deep research.
And this research lasted for a full three months... Sun Moon Empire, Capital City.
It was still the sa laboratory located within the Kong Family Chamber of Comrce.
As the last trace of Energy vanished from his fingertips and rged into the body of the young girl who had been asleep in the testing capsule for three full months, Kong Mingan finally let out a breath of relief.
Casually instructing the "spiritual pivot" to record and check the recent data, Kong Mingan leaned back, sinking heavily into the soft laboratory chair, as if all the strength had been drained from his body.
Three months of non-stop, high-intensity ntal focus and Energy manipulation—although the entire research process went smoothly, requiring almost no wasted effort—
at this mont, the instant he closed his eyes, a weariness seemingly originating from the depths of his Soul surged over him like a tide, threatening to drown his consciousness.
This ti, he really got carried away with the research.
He remained leaning against the back of the chair, seemingly lacking the strength even to move to the resting area; his heavy eyelids slowly closed, and his consciousness rapidly sank into a deep, dreamless sleep amidst the extre exhaustion.
After an unknown period, he slowly awoke amidst warmth and a faint, subtle fragrance.
The scent was elegant and familiar, carrying a hint of elusive sweetness that unconsciously relaxed his taut nerves.
Opening his eyes, he saw the familiar ceiling above, but the angle was strange; he could only see about a third of it.
He moved slightly and realized he was resting his head on sothing soft.
When he shifted his gaze, he t ng Hongchen's eyes, which were filled with a gentle smile.
It turned out he was lying on the sofa, his head resting on her lap.
"How long did I sleep?" His voice was still hoarse from just waking up.
ng Hongchen looked down at him, gently brushing a stray lock of black hair from his forehead with her fingertip. She said softly, "Not long, only about ten hours."
Kong Mingan softly "Mm'd" and slowly propped himself up into a sitting position.
The intense exhaustion had faded, replaced by the refreshing clarity that followed deep sleep.
Subconsciously, he looked around, only to find that he and ng Hongchen were the only ones in the laboratory.
"Where is the Ice Empress?" he asked involuntarily.
ng Hongchen's expression remained unchanged, and she replied calmly, "Oh, Senior Ice Empress? She said a few days ago that it was too boring here, so she went to find Senior Snow Empress."
She naturally wouldn't ntion that for the past three months, she had stayed virtually inseparable from Kong Mingan, occasionally wiping his face, straightening his collar, and proactively offering herself as a cushion when he was extrely exhausted.
These small acts of intimacy had clearly been a huge eyesore for a certain irritable scorpion, who finally decided that out of sight was out of mind, and stomped off in a huff.
Although ng Hongchen maintained a composed exterior, a small, private feeling of triumph and relief inevitably flashed in her heart.
It's not like she doesn't get jealous, you know.
Pausing briefly, Miss ng steered the conversation back to business: "Did the research go smoothly?"
ntioning the research brought Kong Mingan back to attention; he nodded slightly, his tone relaxed: "Extrely smoothly."
He thought for a mont but decided against a direct explanation, slowly rising from the sofa.
Stretching his sowhat stiff neck, Kong Mingan gave a slight smile, extended his hand, and softly invited Miss ng:
"We've been cooped up here for three months. Shall we go out for so fresh air?"
Hearing this, ng Hongchen's eyes flickered, but she imdiately took Kong Mingan's hand. "You said it yourself, rember?"
"Of course."
Kong Mingan smiled.
Without further delay, his mind stirred slightly, and silver spatial runes appeared beneath the huge testing capsule containing the sleeping Wang Donger. Simultaneously, he reached out and gently wrapped his arm around ng Hongchen's waist.
The next mont, a silver-gray spatial gateway silently unfolded before them, and the gateway then moved forward, swallowing Kong Mingan, ng Hongchen, and the nearby testing capsule entirely.
With that, the laboratory fell silent once more... On the other side, Shrek Academy, Outer Court training ground.
It was now two or three in the afternoon; according to the normal curriculum of Shrek Academy, mornings were for classes, and afternoons were for students to arrange themselves.
However, at this mont, a young boy on the training ground was running laboriously, step by step, on the circular track, bearing a heavy burden far exceeding that of an ordinary person, gritting his teeth.
Sweat had long since soaked the boy's clothes, leaving intermittent dark trails behind him.
His ordinary face appeared fierce and distorted due to extre exhaustion and a certain suppressed rage.
It was Tang San.
For Tang San, these three months of freshman life had been sheer tornt.
Due to the conflict he had upon entering the academy with Dai Huabin, and the Clear Sky Hamr Spirit and spirit rings exceeding the standard Spirit Master configuration that he displayed, he successfully attracted the "special attention" of his horoom teacher, Zhou Yi.
Initially, Zhou Yi's rigorous, results-only, and unforgiving style even made him montarily believe he had encountered a strict teacher like his forr ntor, Yu Xiaogang, who believed that "There are no useless Spirits, only useless Spirit Masters."
Especially when she first made them run laps, it gave him a familiar, deeply missed feeling from the depths of his mory.
However, later that sa day, after Zhou Yi was confronted by several teachers leading teams, everything changed.
That old hag seed to go mad, starting frantic extra training and directly expelling every student who couldn't endure it.
In just one short week, the entire Class One was left with fewer than ten students!
As for him, the most talented student in Class One, Zhou Yi's standards for him were almost cruel.
His physical training was often several tis that of others, euphemistically called "potential excavation," and failure to complete it was t with threats of expulsion.
Just like now, he was running laps frantically on this training ground, carrying heavy tal blocks four tis the standard load, all because of one sentence Zhou Yi had tossed out:
"If you don't win the freshman assessnt, you can get out of Shrek!"
"That old hag... she truly courts death!"
Tang San cursed wildly in his heart, but his lungs heaved violently like bellows, and every breath brought a searing pain.
He clenched his teeth tightly, draining the last bit of strength from his body, trying to complete this inhuman training, knowing that failure would only lead to even more terrifying exercises.
However, just as his consciousness began to blur from lack of oxygen—
A cold, authoritative voice descended without warning, deep within his Soul:
[god test has been updated]
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