Before they were transferred to this underground laboratory, all the researchers had been interviewed.
Secrecy was one thing, and the other was to tell them what the research was about.
A transcendent human being.
He had psychic powers.
When they heard this, all the researchers had a "you're kidding me" look on their faces.
The current researchers were all taught by the pillars of the 90's.
The Qigong craze in the 1990s had screwed those people over.
Now, they wanted to slam the table and curse whenever they heard about Qigong. Naturally, this idea had been passed on to their students.
So most researchers didn't have a good impression of psychic powers when they heard about it.
They didn't even want to pay attention to it.
Now that such a group of people had been recruited, it was partly due to the requirements of the "mission."
And the higher-ups had repeatedly assured them that it was real and not a hoax.
Only then were these researchers willing to come over with some expectations.
They hoped to see real psychic powers, but they were also prepared to be deceived.
So when Roland said that the experiment was going to be done immediately, these people were excited.
Whether they would leave or stay, they would know after a while.
They took all the equipment distributed by the higher-ups and looked at Roland eagerly.
In their imagination, if Roland was a liar, he would definitely do a lot of tricks.
For example, flying snakes in an empty basin, or taking out small objects with a flip of his hand.
However … Roland directly condensed a cluster of blue flames in the air.
"The temperature must be above two thousand degrees."
"Damn, it's indeed a thermal reaction. At least that's what my equipment shows. "
"Back off, back off. The temperature is so high that the air is twisting. Damn, the experimenter won't be roasted, will he?"
"He must have looked all right."
"The surface temperature has reached three thousand degrees, and the temperature at the center of the fireball has reached four thousand degrees."
"Are you sure you're not mistaken?"
"I don't know. Anyway, that's what the equipment shows."
"What kind of trick is this?"
"I think it looks familiar. I seem to have seen it somewhere."
"Wait … Is this Roland?"
"What Roland?"
"The most famous male prostitute in Japan?"
"No, it's Roland in the game, the one in the virtual online game."
"That high-tech game?"
"Yes."
He was a young researcher whose hobby was watching live broadcasts.
Now that his work was done, he was bald, and he didn't have a wife. Of course, he could only watch live broadcasts to relieve his boredom.
As the most popular online game at the moment, he naturally watched the live-stream of the Felan Continent.
Although Roland had only livestreamed a few times, as the strongest Mage player in the game, he would be mentioned whenever a caster talked about a mage.
Whenever the freedom of the game was mentioned, he would also be mentioned.
Whenever the marriage system was mentioned, he would also be mentioned.
All in all, Roland was an unavoidable character in the game.
Even when you were explaining the abilities of warriors, you would mention him.
In PvP, it was inevitable that Warriors would encounter magic classes. As the strongest Mage, he was naturally discussed. Almost all the streamers would say that it was best for Warriors to raise their hands and surrender against Roland. There was no point in resisting.
Because it was now publicly acknowledged that no one was a match for Roland in a one-on-one fight.
It was the same for the Magic Breakers.
So, it was only natural that the young researcher knew Roland's signature blue fireball.
"Isn't that just a game?"
"I knew that game wouldn't be simple. I should've taken a virtual cabin."
As the researchers discussed, they looked at the instruments in their hands. The more they looked, the more shocked they became.
It was because the numbers displayed on the equipment had refreshed their worldview.
After condensing magic power for a dozen seconds, the blue fireball in Roland's hand was already twenty centimeters in diameter.
Although it wasn't as good as the one in the game, the researchers were all shocked when they looked at the equipment in their hands.
"Find cover and hide behind the protective measures. Hurry up!"
Douglas ran too.
As a Mage in the game, he knew that even a blue fireball with a diameter of twenty centimeters was shockingly powerful.
When he hid behind some iron protective measures, Roland threw out the blue fireball.
The fireball didn't fly very fast, but it was so bright and dazzling in everybody's eyes.
Everything around them seemed to have dimmed.
Two seconds later, the fireball hit the dummies far away.
After a brief flash, there was a deafening explosion.
The entire underground space reverberated with this thunder-like sound, and everyone's ears were buzzing.
Then, an enormous blast of air, mixed with a lot of red fire, spread out.
Even though they were hiding behind the bunkers, they could still see that air was spurting out of the gaps, as if a flamethrower were spurting out of the gaps.
It was brief, but it was still scary enough.
About five seconds later, all the researchers stood back up.
Some of them seemed to have been knocked to the ground. The first thing they did when they got back to their feet was not to check if they were wounded, but to check the numbers on the equipment.
A director shouted, "Call the backup paramedics! The dummies may be heavily wounded in such a powerful explosion! Hurry up!"
Then, when he ran back to the experiment area, he found that Roland was still standing where he was.
The ground of the entire experiment field had been blackened. Only Roland and the long "path" behind Roland maintained Roland's clean appearance.
The director subconsciously swallowed. "Are you kidding me? Does he have an energy shield?"
At this moment, many researchers came close too. Their eyes flashed with excitement when they saw the scene.
It was a great discovery for them.
A single person had a shield and an energy attack without the use of any modern tools or equipment.
It was definitely a skill and ability that could change the world.
The director trembled all over. Holding back the excitement in his heart that was similar to that of first love, he shouted at everyone, "First squad, put on radiation protection suits and check if there is any harmful radiation at the scene of the explosion. If there is, measure the approximate value."
"Fourth squad, go to the center of the explosion to check the dummies and report their energy type."
"Third squad, sort out the data from all the equipment and store it in the database."
"Fifth squad, check the mental state of the dummies immediately. Ask them to give us some hair and blood. We need the dummies' DNA and cell samples. Hurry up and get to work!"
Very soon, the researchers were busy.
Roland stood where he was. Several people in protective suits came over and helped him to one side.
Because Roland looked exhausted at this moment, anybody could tell that he was very weak.
Douglas also rushed over and helped Lauren to the medical room with other researchers.
After Roland lay on the white bed, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Several medical personnel jogged to him. Some checked his eyelids, some put him on an electrocardiograph, and an old doctor took his pulse.
After listening for a while, the old doctor said, "Give him saline with your left hand and glucose with your right hand. He's just weak. It's not an emergency."
Hearing this, the surrounding people heaved a sigh of relief.
The director of the research was especially relieved.
Several beautiful nurses immediately began to cut Roland's clothes and put him into more comfortable and loose hospital clothes.
The director asked, "Dr. Huang, can I take some of his blood?"
"You'd better not. He's very weak." Looking at the people who were walking around in a mess, Dr. Huang asked, "I heard an explosion just now. What happened?"
The medical team in the experiment base was actually here to protect Roland.
The order they received was that if anything went wrong during the experiment … even if there were a hundred people around to save, they had to spend as many resources on Roland as possible and make sure that he was not in danger before they treated the others.
The director of the research team took a deep breath and said, "Dr. Huang, you've been through this. Do you believe in Qigong?"
"I've seen a lot of Qigong Masters, but they're all mental cultivators. None of them have special abilities." Dr. Huang shook his head.
The director chuckled, and he looked more and more delighted. "Then we've met one now."
Dr. Huang looked at Roland on the bed. "Him? What did he do? "
"You'll know when you go to the experiment field."
Because Roland was simply tired, it was pointless for Dr. Huang to stay here. So, he went to the experiment field. Seeing the black, scorched earth and the broken dummies, he was silent for a moment, before he burst into laughter.
He was very happy.
Roland was still asleep.
After more than an hour, the researchers sorted out the data.
They gathered together and reported one by one.
"There's a crater with a diameter of 142 centimeters and a depth of 35 centimeters at the center of the explosion. Based on the damage of the dummies, the energy at the center of the explosion is estimated to be more than 16 million joules, which is equivalent to the damage of a 100-millimeter cannonball. Anyone within a radius of fifteen meters of the explosion would've been killed, and anyone within a radius of fifty meters would've been burned and heavily wounded. "
"He's thirteen meters away from the explosion. He's not dead!"
"He's no longer a human being."
"So, this guy is a battleship cannon himself?"
"If he can fully carry out his strength in the game, he'll be a human-shaped nuclear bomb."
The director waved his hand. "Let's leave the game and the virtual cabin aside for now. Don't forget the data records. They must be real. Other teams, continue reporting the data. "
Another researcher stood up with a tablet in his hand.
"We've detected that the temperature at the center of the explosion is about 6,000 degrees, which decreases with the radius. But even at twenty-five meters, the temperature of the explosion is still more than a thousand degrees, and it's significantly lower after that. The blast caused by the main explosion is quite strong. At thirty-five meters, the impact is equivalent to a five-ton car crashing at eighty kilometers per hour. We've tested the radiation … It's just the thermal radiation caused by the combustion reaction, mainly infrared light! "
The director nodded, indicating that he understood.
Someone else stood up.
"We've taken some of the subject's hair follicles and skin, and we've also drawn two drops of blood from his fingers. After a quick test, we found that he's just an ordinary person, no different from us. Both his DNA sequence and his cell activity are within the range of normal people. "
"Then how did he do it?" The director was quite surprised.
At this moment, another person in a doctor's coat stood up.
"We've examined the subject's brain and found a very abnormal phenomenon." He projected the picture on the tablet to the public screen. "His brain waves are abnormally active. Even when he's asleep, they're more than three times that of a normal person. Even now, his brain wave frequency is still around 180 Hz."
Everybody's eyes widened, finding it hard to believe.
They had basic scientific knowledge and knew what the brain at this frequency would be like for an ordinary person.
The director couldn't help but ask, "How can his neurons withstand such a large bioelectric current?"
"I'm not sure." The reporter spread his hands. "After all, he's the only individual. We don't dare to dissect him, nor do we dare to open his skull to see what's going on."
Everybody burst into laughter.
Before they came, their superiors had repeatedly ordered that they couldn't do dangerous experiments on the subject that might harm him.
More importantly, there was only one subject. If anything happened after the skull was opened and he lost his ability, who would be responsible?
Scientists were all very smart. They wouldn't kill the goose that laid the golden eggs.
"It seems that his mutation must be in his brain."
Everybody nodded.
His body was normal, but there was something wrong with his brain. That was obvious.
An abnormal mutation in his brain.
That was very reasonable.
Humans could stand out from homo sapiens because of all kinds of mutations in the DNA associated with the brain in ancient times. They had higher intelligence, communication skills, and so on. That was how they established their position as the overlords of all living things.
The more humans studied the brain, the more they found that the water in it was very deep.
"There's too little data right now. We have to wait for the subject to wake up and see if we can do the next experiment. We can get more information. " The director was silent for a moment, then said, "But I'll say it in advance. The subject is free. He can do whatever he wants to do. We can't interfere. We don't even have the right to give suggestions! Do you understand? "
The director looked around at all the researchers solemnly.
"He's not the subject, but the boss." Someone shouted in confusion, "This is a rare opportunity. Why can't we ask him to cooperate with us?"
"Have you forgotten what the superiors told us before we came?" The director said word by word, "We'll cooperate with him fully. Fully! Do you understand? If anyone doesn't, I'll write a transfer application for you immediately. I guarantee that you'll return to your original unit in three days and be replaced with someone more obedient! "
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