Boom!
The gate was violently pushed open.
The bald man with fluffy arms on his upper arms returned to the Underground Research Institute, his heart still pounding.
"Number Eight, messed up again?" Dr. Zheng's voice was cold.
"It's... no, not really, Doctor, it was purely an accident," the brawny bald man shivered in front of Dr. Zheng.
It wasn't fear.
It was an instinctive reaction from his genetic sequence.
Although Dr. Zheng spent most of his time engrossed in research, and didn't care about anything other than Beastification Soldiers, he had left redundancies when modifying each Beastification Soldier.
"Speak, if the reason isn't sufficient, you'll be remolded, just in time my research on the second modification has made progress."
The brawny bald man trembled even more:
