In the laboratory, Lin Shen was leaning against the wall sitting down, only his back visible, but it seemed like his body was heaving dramatically, still under the influence of No. 9 Subject.
And No. 9 Subject stood there, staring intently at Lin Shen.
Because the experiment had stopped, the fine fibers on No. 9 Subject were no longer glowing, and its bristled fur gradually smoothed down.
"Strange, how could the surveillance break? There's an isolation shield outside for protection; the power of No. 9 Subject shouldn't be able to destroy it." Zhang Jiahao came over, viewing the situation through the one-way mirror, and noticed that the monitor was shattered.
He hadn't considered Lin Shen to be the issue at all; a Lower Divine Being simply couldn't damage the material of the shield.
Suddenly, Lin Shen, who had been sitting with his back to them, stood up abruptly, turned around, and pressed his hands against the one-way mirror, his eyes fixed on them outside.
