In the southern suburbs of Jiangcheng City, at the Federal Army Experimental Base.
Zeng Jing had not left the instrument in front of him for two to three hours.
He was like a young man who had finally caught the girl he loved after going through a lot of hardships.
He was unwilling to be apart from her for even a moment.
"It\'s so beautiful!
"This beautiful trajectory … this perfect activity …"
"It\'s what I\'ve been looking for!
"As long as I can figure out its pattern...
"The Federal\'s highest service medal is destined to belong to Zeng in the future!"
The current Zeng Jing seemed to have returned to his youth.
His entire body was filled with strength.
There was no other way. Ever since the recovery of the spirit aura, the Federal Empire had never relaxed its research on psionic power and spirit aura.
Unfortunately, it had been two hundred years.
Until now, people still did not know how those transcendent being and foreign species awakened naturally.
There were almost no two cases of the same natural awakening.
Everything was metaphysics.
The awakening of transcendent being and foreign species was metaphysics.
Spirit aura and psionic power substances were even more metaphysics.
In theory, after the recovery of the spirit aura, the spirit aura tide could appear at any moment.
In the air, water, and food, it was possible for psionic power that could be absorbed by foreign species or transcendent being, or even used by ordinary people.
However, 99% of these things were very lazy substances.
Most of the time, they were motionless.
Even with catalysts, their activity was terrifyingly low.
Active psionic power substances could only be detected in the bodies of transcendent being and foreign species.
However, once these substances that were active in the body left the body, they would enter a rapid half-life like radioactive substances.
Generally speaking, this half-life was calculated in seconds.
Under normal circumstances, after leaving the body for a minute, these active psionic power substances would turn back into motionless lazy substances.
This created a huge obstacle for all the researchers!
Because if they could not steadily observe the activity of psionic power substances.
Then it would be almost impossible to study them.
It was even more impossible to apply psionic power to reality!
And now...
Zeng Jing had found his Suirenshi!
These were psionic power substances extracted from a plastic bag of leftovers, and even disposable chopsticks and spoons.
In terms of structure and substance, there was no difference from psionic power substances extracted from other places.
However, their activity was ten times, a hundred times greater than other psionic power substances.
Moreover, its half-life was quite slow.
From the data recorded so far, the half-life of these psionic substances was calculated in hours.
This was simply a miracle!
It was as if these things had been staying next to an object that radiated an enormous amount of energy.
It was like material ejected from a neutron star.
It was also like the energy erupting from a white hole.
"If I could go to that object myself …" Zeng Jing sighed. "Even if I had to die right now, I would be willing!"
To scientists, the cruelest thing in the world was that the door of truth was right in front of them, but they didn't have the key to open it.
This was too unbearable!
"Grand Scholar …" A researcher came to his side and said in a low voice, "General Situ has sent some things over and asked us to examine them …"
"Where is it?" Zeng Jing immediately jumped up and shouted impatiently, "Where is it?! Bring me there, I want to do the test myself! "
Thus, Zeng Jing received a box that was covered with lead plates.
He opened the box and found a bag of clothes inside.
From the looks of it, there were more than ten of them. They had probably been there for at least a few days.
Zeng Jing's eyes lit up when he saw the clothes.
He picked them up and left.
Half an hour later, the famous psionic power research expert of the Federation walked out of the laboratory.
He was in a daze as he walked out of the laboratory.
"Impossible!"
"How is this possible!"
"These are just clothes that have not been refined at all!"
"Grand Scholar Zeng …" Situ He looked at them and hurriedly asked, "Is there a problem with those clothes?"
"There's more than a problem!" Zeng Jing excitedly grabbed the hand of the Major General of the Blackguard. "Each of them has the psionic power protection equivalent to that of a Class A Magical Robe!"
"Even if you attack with all your strength, I'm afraid you might not be able to break through their defense!"
"Where did you find them?" Zeng Jing looked at Situ He, his eyes full of enthusiasm and anticipation.
If it was before, the psionic substances extracted from the leftovers and household garbage could still be explained.
Then, these clothes could not be explained at all.
They were obviously just clothes made of ordinary materials.
Zeng Jing was quite familiar with the labels on many of the clothes. They were all casual brands produced by famous clothing companies in the Federation.
They were not expensive, only 30 to 50 dollars each, and not more than 100 dollars at most!
However, these were just ordinary clothes.
The clothes that the people of the Federation wore every day.
But for some reason, they had the psionic power protection equivalent to that of a Class A Magical Robe.
A Class A Magical Robe was a top-notch psionic power protection device that even the Major General of the Blackguard could not break through with a full blow.
The annual production of such a large Federation was up to fate.
Because those who could refine such a level of Magical Robe were all top-notch experts.
Their time was very precious.
They would not casually waste it on something as boring as refining Magical Robes.
Most Federation Emperors, from the time they ascended the throne to the time they died and were buried, would at most have three to five casual clothes and a few sets of royal clothes.
But now …
The characteristics and protective effects of a Class A Magical Robe appeared on those ten or so cheap casual clothes.
If it wasn't for the fact that they had a half-life like the psionic substances that were sent over.
Zeng Jing almost suspected that the Governor of the Capital City had spent a few years to refine a batch of these ordinary casual clothes out of boredom.
However, the truth was that not only did these clothes not have any traces of human refinement.
Not even traces of sorcery could be found.
It was as if they were a batch of ordinary clothes that were manufactured on an assembly line, then sent to be sold all over the world, and finally bought by a consumer.
But they were just ordinary clothes like this.
But in the test, they showed extraordinary psionic power protection.
Zeng Jing used almost all the large and small psionic power equipment to test their protection and reaction ability.
The results showed that almost all the sorcery simulated by the equipment landed on these clothes like mud sinking into the sea.
And for Zeng Jing, this was tantamount to a dimensionality reduction blow!
Based on what he knew and learned, he could not explain this phenomenon at all, nor could he understand the cause of all this.
"Scholar …" Situ He looked at Zeng Jing's expression and patted his shoulder. He wanted to say something but stopped. "This matter involves the absolute secret of the Federation …"
"Without the authorization of the Governor and the approval of His Majesty, please forgive me for not being able to disclose it!"
Zeng Jing listened, but he was not too disappointed.
He nodded. "I was too impatient!"
"It's just that …" he looked at Situ He. "I hope that the General can allow me to leave for the Capital immediately …"
"There's no need for that!" Situ He said. "The Governor will come to Jiangcheng very soon!"
"When the time comes, Scholar can go and see the Governor …"
Situ He looked at Zeng Jing and did not say anything else.
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