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Chapter 829: The Interstellar Calendar (7)

Chapter 829: The Interstellar Calendar (7)

"Zone... Zone Leader, you are looking for me?"

He didn't make any mistakes... it must be Curly Hair.

"That cryo-chamber..."

"I don't know. Zone Leader, I don't know anything about that cryo-chamber. He was the one that wanted to take it back." Little Zhu betrayed Curly Hair instantly.

How does that phrase go... I will not die alone?

Whatever. I will not take the blame for this.

"Where is he?"

Little Zhu scratched his head. "In the laboratory. If he doesn't come out, we can't go in."

Curly Hair had been in the laboratory for a few days. The person that was brought back looked much better now, but he still didn't speak a single word.

He just sat in the room quietly all day. All he did was look into the distance in a daze and sleep.

However, based on the observations, this person's psychological power was increasing at an exponential rate.

At first, his psychological power was just at level B. After a few days, it was at level A+.

Even Little Zhu said that he had never seen anything like this.

The psychological power of a living thing should be stagnant. Unless they made some breakthroughs, psychological power would remain the same.

No one was able to increase their psychological power so rapidly.

"This person has great experimental value." Little Zhu placed his hand on his chin and asked with a serious face, "Zone Leader, can I take him back?"

Ming Shu smiled. "In your dreams."

"Oh man." Little Zhu leaned on the glass and looked at the person inside. I wanted to research him.

Why did Curly Hair give him to the zone leader!

They brought him back together!

Even if it was a corpse, they still brought him back together!

It was a one-way glass wall. They could see what was happening inside but the person inside would not be able to see them. However, when Little Zhu leaned on the glass and looked at the person greedily, the person inside turned his head and looked at Little Zhu too.

His gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the glass and see the people outside.

There was a slight tinge of red in his eyes. It was beautiful but emotionless. It was a little eerie.

"Brr..." Little Zhu suddenly took a step back. He rubbed the goosebumps on his arms.

This person is weird.

Ming Shu opened the door and walked in. The glass outside turned black so that no one could look in.

Ming Shu dragged a chair over and sat opposite him. "What is your name?"

No reaction.

Ming Shu asked again, "Where are you from?"

No reaction again.

Ming Shu asked a series of questions but the person just kept quiet.

Just as Ming Shu thought that he was mute, he suddenly raised his head. "Now, what year?"

His voice was a little hoarse as he hadn't spoken in a long time.

"Year 4723. I thought that you were mute."