"Alright."
...
Fifteen minutes later.
Ju Qingmeng sat beside the testing cabinet, lost in thought, her soul seemingly detached.
"What's wrong?"
"Look at your current parameters yourself."
Ren Zhong got up and took a glance.
Brain-Machine Synchronization Rate: 29.99%.
Biological Electric Power: 126.61 kilowatts.
Brain Reaction Index: 349.52.
Physical Comprehensive Index: 126.69.
He calculated the time in his mind, comparing the data.
It's now the 28th day; except for the soaring Brain Reaction Index, the other two indicators haven't caught up to the levels of the 45th day last time.
"Well, it's alright."
Ju Qingmeng angrily pointed at the display, "You call this alright? Look at the Brain Reaction Index! You're only at the Second Level! How is your brain reaction so fast? Aren't you afraid of overloading your brain? Do you ever feel suddenly very tired and then mentally fuzzy?"
Ren Zhong recalled for a moment, "Honestly, no."
