Time has disappeared, and the second director and Liu Ji have been waiting for more than half an hour.

Looking at the individual gene memory extractor that was still shaking, a trace of cold sweat broke out on Liu Ji's forehead. It turns out that this thing has been left for too long. Is there a problem? It's not over yet.

He could imagine what kind of torment Yang Yu was suffering at this moment, for more than thirty minutes!

I remember that when they used this device, it only took about ten minutes.

But just over ten minutes made all of them frightened, and they were a little scared whenever they recalled this memory.

Now, Xiao Yuzi has been in for more than thirty minutes!

Liu Ji doesn’t believe in Yang Yu’s racial talent. He has such great potential. The only explanation that he can accept is that something is wrong with this body gene memory extractor!

"Sir, please... Or... let's stop the equipment..." Liu Ji spoke hesitantly. At this moment, he was a little unconfident about his skills in adjusting the equipment. "I think this thing is probably broken. Or we stop first and let me check it out!"

The second director's electronic screen was facing the metal coffin tightly and said in a deep voice, "Wait a minute, if the equipment is not broken, if the equipment is stopped now, all the previous efforts will be wasted."

That means staring at me!

Liu Ji looked at the device that was still shaking and his face looked very bad, "But... After a long time, I'm afraid that Xiao Yuzi would have psychological problems. After all, the pain of being continuously drilled into holes is really hopeless. I'm afraid that Xiao Yuzi wouldn't be able to withstand it, become crazy or psychopathic."

···Individual gene memory extractor

Yang Yu dreamed in that state of pain that seemed real and illusion, yes! It was such a weird thing that he could feel the pain from his body, and many scenes appeared in his mind at the same time.

With the loss of time, he finally regained some sense of autonomy.

Feeling the pain in his body, Yang Yu now felt that if he wanted to play a ruthless game of "snatching Zhu Hai" to cut his thighs and putting wine, he would definitely be the uncrowned king.

Because the pain that was more courageous than he felt was less than one millionth of what he felt now!

Hiss-What kind of evil did you do?

Feeling the physical pain, Yang Yu could only try hard to reminisce about the knowledge patterns he saw in his mind.

But many of them are fleeting like a flash of horses. Yang Yu can only see some scattered tails of those flying fragments...

Yang Yu tried to divert his attention like this. He really wanted someone to send him a ride now. Unfortunately, in this big coffin, he could not do anything except endure, and even death was a luxury.

Fortunately, he could feel that the pain he was suffering was rapidly easing, and it seemed that it was about to end.

Yang Yu was a little lucky that after he came from the universe, he kept committing suicide every day. On average, he died less than a dozen times, seven or eight times.

And they are trying to die in different ways...

Perhaps it was this kind of constant experience of death that allowed him to have such a strong ability to withstand that he would not go crazy under the torture of this big coffin.

However, my psychology is still a bit shadowy. It seems that after this matter is completed, I have to find something to pretend for myself to alleviate the possible psychological deviations.

I don't know how long it took, ten years, twenty years, or how long it took...

Yang Yu could no longer feel a trace of pain. With the metal tentacles that occupied his body, they quickly pulled out of his body. Yang Yu knew that it was finally over!

"KaKa——"

A crisp sound, in the solemn eyes of the second director and Liu Ji, the tightly closed individual gene memory extractor slowly opened, and a white mist emerged from the unfolded coffin lid, instantly covering the surrounding area of ​​twenty meters.

"It's out!"

The second director's electronic screen showed a pair of solemn animation eyes, pressing against the white mist tightly, as if you could see the secret hidden behind the white mist.

Finally the white mist dissipated, and Yang Yu's figure appeared in the large-scale open coffin.

Two invisible lights slowly opened with Yang Yu's eyes, and the deep eyes were as fascinating as the endless starry sky. It made people want to explore the secret hidden behind the eyes...

Yang Yu's body also became less thin and thin as before. His slightly raised muscles made him look much more symmetrical.

Yang Yu's body trembled slightly a few times. He raised his hand and slowly buckled it on the edge of the coffin, leaning forward, and standing up from the coffin.

"It seems... Xiao Yuzi has gained a lot of benefits this time, and the bitterness is not in vain."

The second director clicked the electronic screen with satisfaction. From Yang Yu's eyes, it can be seen that his changes this time were really not small, not only spiritually, but also physically.

"Xiao Yuzi has a great fortune this time. The longer this thing is inside, the greater the benefits it gets. It seems that their race has great potential, no, very great!"

"Yes, we all underestimated the race in this endless universe, but we just don't know what his racial talent is..."

"Well, I'm also very curious. Look, Xiaotako's mentality has not had any major problems. She seems to have become different. It feels like seeing those high-dimensional races."

"yes···"

The two guys looked at each other and together. Yang Yu was still slowly moving out of the coffin. The metal tentacles entangled around him were directly ignored by him, just like a powerful ancient existence, waking up from his sleep.

Then... "Paji--"

······A guy with a full body was tripped by the coffin when he stepped out of the coffin with his right foot, and it seemed that his face was on the ground...

The two guys who were praising each other how awesome Yang Yu was, seemed to have been stabbed back and forth by some small knife, and forgot what they would say next.

After a while, Liu Ji said weakly, "Sir, is this, failed?"

"··No, I can feel that Xiao Taozi is different. It must have been successful..."

At the end of this, the second director himself was a little hesitant, probably he had succeeded...

Look at the slightly raised muscles and deep eyes...

However, it seems that just these changes have disappeared.

So what does it mean that he stayed in the coffin for almost an hour? Could it be that... the machine is really broken?

By the way, if it really breaks, Xiao Yuzi won’t play the game of “suicide and implicate others” by herself…

Thinking of this, a cold sweat pattern appeared on the electronic screen of the second director. This is really a great possibility!

Liu Ji, who was in a daze, felt the change of the aura of the second director beside him, and then looked at him with an unnatural expression. Seeing a dynamic pattern appearing on the electronic screen of the second director beside him, he immediately understood what he was going to do.

At this moment, a weak voice came from the ground in front, "Who...who will...soft it...but it's soft."

Liu Ji hurried forward, helped Yang Yu up, wrapped it with a cloth sheet that had been prepared long ago, took out a tube of dark and unknown liquid and poured it into him.

"Um--"

A odor like gasoline instantly captured Yang Yu's taste buds, making his entire stomach churn.

Then, he looked at Liu Ji's hand in horror, and pointed a lighter from where he didn't know it, aiming it at his mouth.

"Ba"

With a light sound, Yang Yu vomited the "Big Fireball Technique" and then completely fainted.

Seeing that Liu Ji was thrown to the ground, his mouth was constantly emitting flames, and his body turned red, like Yang Yu, who was cooked with prawns.

The second director raised his robotic arm and pointed at Liu Ji and trembled slightly, "You...you stupid guy, what are you doing!"

Liu Ji turned her head and stared at the second director with a look of surprise, "Sir, Director... Didn't you tell me to do this?"

"······I'll signal you to a ghost! I'm asking you to cooperate with me! Ask Xiao Yuzi any specific feelings and changes. If not, the equipment is broken, we will give him a kind lie! You..."

Looking at the second director looking at him angrily, Liu Ji suddenly realized and raised the cold sweat from the forehead, "That... is wrong, wrong understanding."

The second director glared at him, then shook his head, "Forget it, this soul gunpowder will still be used for Xiao Yuzi later. It's better to use it now, at least it can clear the impurities in his soul as soon as possible."

Shaking his head, the second director asked Liu Ji to carry Yang Yu, who was still steaming, and walked towards a door with the lounge written on it.

Now, we can only ask clearly everything when we wait for Yang Yu to wake up.

Is this memory extraction successful or failed?

According to Xiao Yuzi's luck, it's probably not a big problem...
Chapter completed!