From BOSS to Canon Fodder: She is Currently Out of Service! Chapter 197 - 98: Man, You’re Too Noisy!

When Su Jiang’s telekinesis is at its strongest, it can cover an entire planet, roughly the size of Qiming Star. Although after crossing over, her telekinesis beca much weaker, controlling the entire research lab is quite taxing. But her aim is to destroy all extracted Insect Race genes, not anything else, so she doesn’t need that much telekinesis. At present, she easily finds everything related to the Insect Race within the research facility.

Regardless of whether those things are stored in test tubes, placed in petri dishes, or attempting fusion with other organisms, she utterly destroys them all, obliterating any complete genetic sequences with her telekinesis.

Telekinesis is a very peculiar and varied form of spiritual power, possessing special abilities that ordinary spiritual power does not have.

Different mind power users have their own areas of expertise, so can use telekinesis to kill, so can use telekinesis to resist the Insect Race, and so can even use telekinesis to steal personal information. However, among everyone’s abilities, the most terrifying remains gene attacks.

Directly using spiritual power to scramble or even completely destroy a genetic sequence, leaving the opponent without any chance of recovery.

Su Jiang acquired this skill from an old ntor, though the ntor did warn her, gene attacks are too terrifying and domineering; to wield them at will requires imnse control ability lest it harms both oneself and others.

Ever since Su Jiang learned it, this is the first ti she’s using it. Although she really wants to slaughter everyone involved in this experint along the way, she still retains her reason and refrains. Even if it’s judgnt, it should be the Alliance officials and the citizens of the Alliance who judge them. This group has gone too far in courting death; of all the genes to fuse, they chose those of the Insect Race!

Though she can understand why they made such choices. The genes of the Insect Race are indeed formidable, possessing advantages in certain aspects that other races cannot surpass. It would be strange if those research-obsessed people didn’t ddle with Insect Race genes.

After finishing everything, she weakly raises her hand to press her slightly dizzy forehead, "It’s done now!"

She altered the core system of the research facility, and it won’t return to normal operation for at least an hour, so at this mont, she is not worried about being discovered, opting to adjust her breath on the spot, thinking to recover so energy before heading up.

However, she probably didn’t expect at this ti, her butler is encountering a problem—he’s being targeted by a strange man.

We must talk about twenty minutes before Su Jiang took action on the research facility; Guan Changxi was holding the delivery uniform his master took off, waiting by the lakeside reeds, with his electronic eyes on standby to observe the research facility and Su Jiang’s situation. Fortunately, everything was progressing smoothly.

Just as he sighed in relief, a stranger approached him and withstood Changxi’s bone-chilling gaze to sit beside him, wearing a face of "I’m sitting right here," and exclaid, "Ah, the scenery here is nice!"

Guan Changxi glanced at him coldly, then calmly turned his gaze away, ignoring this suddenly appeared lunatic.

The man with hair as disheveled as seaweed raised a hand to his forehead, seemingly appreciating the scenery here. Seeing Changxi ignoring him, the man didn’t mind, instead adopting a familiar posture, as if they had known each other for a long ti.

"By the way, I ca over to fish, what about you? Is it maybe about your girlfriend?" The man lecherously raised both thumbs, nodding, "You really have an eye, back when I was studying here, this place was a famous date sanctuary. It’s a pity that after several missing persons incidents, few people co here anymore."

Guan Changxi squinted his eyes, still maintaining his expressionless face. No matter what the man says to him, he adheres to the attitude of "I’m a robot, if I don’t want to speak, I won’t speak. What can you do about it?" His mouth was closed like a clam.

The man continued, "During school days, there were several bad student disappearance incidents; those students vanished like they’d evaporated into thin air, traces couldn’t be found anywhere. So moronic people even claid they were abducted by ghosts..."

Students... disappearance incidents? Guan Changxi thoughtfully cast his gaze on the lake surface; those students likely didn’t disappear, maybe they were forcibly taken away by a certain research facility? Now there’s no clue, presumably they’re dead beyond help.