Ling Pingan's Went Out, Causing a Mess

In the Jiangcheng federal army base.

The Scholar in a white coat looked nervously at the mud-like object that was slowly forming a clump in a cultivation tank.

Finally, the mud in the cultivation tank was officially formed.

Psionic power was slowly flowing in it.

Zeng Jing held his breath and used a pair of tweezers to pick up a bit of mud-like substance from it. Then, he added it into another psionic substance that was extracted.

A miracle happened.

The psionic power that was originally lazy began to become active.

Although its activity was far less than the substance extracted from the takeout food boxes, it was still far more active.

However, it was nothing compared to the psionic substances of the past.

Zeng Jing immediately recorded the data of this experiment nervously.

Two hours later, the Scholar could no longer hide his excitement.

"I did it!" He hugged his colleagues excitedly. "We did it!"