Base 13.

Round table.

Cork tried to feign a calm face and control himself from looking at little Eric's face, hoping to show his maturity.

Bowers clapped his hands gently, and he didn't look at Eric Jr. and Josiah, but at Schnellsson, a competitor: "The test results of Bit Perfume are out, is there anything Mr. Schnellsson has anything to say?"

Schnellsson, as an old guy who is about to become a master, is not easy to embarrass him.

A loving smile appeared on his face on the spot: "Congratulations to Kork, you have done a great thing, and I am sincerely happy for your success!"

"Where's little Eric?" Powers turned his face to little Eric, who suddenly wanted to see little Eric look down.

"I have a feeling that I don't feel good......" little Eric looked a little distressed, his expression quite struggling.

"Really?" said Bowles, sneering secretly.

You still haven't thrown in the towel?

Ha ha!

There is nothing wrong with sticking to your own opinions, but in the face of iron-clad facts, it is stupid to still insist on succeeding!

Josiah paid great attention to little Eric's distress: "Is there something wrong with the experiment?

He also felt that it was not a good thing that the experiment went too smoothly.

But he didn't think deeply.

Now that little Eric said it, he immediately felt that he should put aside the conflict of interests and deal with it as soon as possible.

"Yes, little Eric, if you think there is anything else that needs to be corrected in the experiment, I will immediately ask Major Miller and Dr. Bit to cooperate with you and do another set of tests. "Cork pretends to be modest, but in fact scoffs at little Eric's 'trouble' at the moment. It's not impossible to find fault, but you should have brought it up as early as they tested, and waited until the retreat returned, and everyone knew that you were deliberately picking on the thorn.

"I don't know how to say it...... It's just a very weird feeling, hurry up and let them come back, I'm afraid something will happen to them!" Little Eric couldn't say why at all, but there was a lingering shadow in his heart.

"Uh!" Cork was stunned, then laughed, "Little Eric, it's right to be cautious, but I believe Major Miller!"

"In the face of the facts, we face it head-on, why bother with these useless sixth senses. Little Erik, I advise you to take a good rest, you have been too tense during this time, which is not conducive to a calm judgment of real things. To do experiments, we must pay attention to science, not the Oriental witchcraft in the Far East, which goes into temples to burn incense and bow down to pray for great fortune. Rothko of the Eagle Head sneered.

"Little Eric?" Bird also valued little Eric as much.

"I'm sorry!" little Eric stood up and covered his head: "Guys, I'm mentally wrong, I'm going back to rest!"

"......," Bird seemed to try to persuade him to stay.

Raised his hand.

Ultimately.

Or give up.

When little Eric stood up, Thomas also didn't insist, but Josiah followed and stood up and urged little Eric to say: "I believe that you are not mentally ill, you really discovered the problem, and before the experiment was carried out, I felt that you had something on your mind...... There's no need to be afraid of outsiders' thoughts, just tell me what comes to mind! Before it's too late, little Eric, I want you to put aside all that mess and tell everyone what makes you feel uneasy! I believe you, and your feelings are absolutely not wrong!"

Josiah didn't care about Rothko and Cork's taunts at all, he just wanted to be able to detect and deal with things before they got worse.

Little Eric gene breakdown.

I won't live for three years.

Because Mr. Wood took the genetic repair, he lost all his strength in exchange for his future life.

Becoming an ordinary person, he can no longer have superhuman strength. However, Josiah discovers that Eric Jr. is not completely regressive, at least in terms of psychics, he is still sharp, even more than he was at his peak.

Now, little Eric is uneasy.

It's definitely not a delusion!

Josiah hopes that little Eric will grasp this mental induction, whether it is right or wrong, it will be an extremely useful anticipation skill!

"I don't know what to say...... I felt uneasy and palpitated...... I am not at all jealous of Major Miller and Dr. Bit for their success, on the contrary I feel very happy...... It's just that I have a feeling that they are too smooth and have a ...... My head hurts, I don't know what to do, I just want them to get out of Death Canyon quickly, there...... It's so peaceful! Damn, I can't catch that feeling that flashes through my mind, I just ...... It's so uncomfortable, there's nothing I can do about it!" little Eric felt his brain spin at high speed, as if there were countless things flickering in it, but he couldn't grasp anything, and could only watch in despair as the situation went on step by step.

Everyone was stunned.

Everyone was overwhelmed by little Eric's dreamy speech.

To say that little Eric is deliberately looking for ballast, he sees that Shangyun has no intention of adding blockage to Dr. Bit's testing experiment.

But.

Do you have to believe his words?

His words, even little Eric himself would sound like he was abnormal!

"Calm down, little Eric, relax a little! I think you've had a mental breakthrough after losing your strength, after all, you're the one who has returned from the realm of death, you must have seen something...... You try to relax yourself, you already have a sense, but you can't grasp this mental power yet, you need to relax your body and mind, let it be released from your heart!" Josiah wanted to help little Eric, who was covering his head in pain, and suddenly found blood flowing from little Eric's nostrils, and quickly called someone over: "Quickly give him a sedative, little Eric uses his brain too much, he needs to rest...... Hurry up!"

"Don't be sedated, I can hold on!" Little Eric suddenly yelled: "Let them come back quickly, I see worms flying all over the sky, no, no, it's rain! What do I see? I see rain!"

"Rain?" Cork almost thought that little Eric had been driven crazy by himself.

The weather monitoring these days is all sunny.

There are no clouds.

How could it rain on the best day for the experiment, which was picked out after thousands of selections?

Bowers was in a good mood, as if he had drunk a large cup of hot coffee in the coldest weather, and his whole body and mind were singing happily.

Of course, it was impossible to show it on his face, and Bowers showed what he also felt was a little fake concern: "Little Eric, you are too tired, you need to rest! We fully understand your mood and your eagerness, but things are finally off to a good start, aren't they?"

"Little Eric?" Josiah jumped to his feet in a hurry: "Don't insist, you stop me, you're already overdrawn now, stop quickly!"

Compared to the lives of Major Miller and Dr. Bit, he would rather have little Eric well.

There is no Dr. Bit, there are other PhDs.

Little Eric has only one.

And.

If little Eric can really break through mentally and predict things, it will be the most immeasurable asset of the Mayflower group.

"Helicopter crew, are you on the platform now?" Thomas immediately contacted Major Miller and their helicopter crew.

"We are already close to the platform, however, we continue to be close to the platform for the time being...... Now the sky is full of flying insects, and the swarm of flying insects thicker than the clouds obscures our view, and we have to wait for them to disperse or we can't land safely. The helicopter crew's answer made the high-level leaders of the round table feel inexplicably cold, could little Eric be right in his prediction?

"Spray insect repellent immediately, or whatever, I don't care what you use, you must get to the platform immediately!" Thomas immediately ordered.

"The swarm is too big, the insect repellent is useless, it will only provoke them!" said the helicopter crew could not carry out the order.

"Wasn't it good just now? Why are there so many flying insects at once?" asked Bird why.

"We don't know why......"

"Maybe it's the wind, Chief!"

"What?"

"I mean, the wind just now, our helicopter group encountered a cold cyclone rising from the bottom of the valley, the hot and cold cyclone alternately, will make many flying insects come out to reproduce, and their appearance will make many hunters follow to fly to the sky to feed, so the swarm is getting bigger and bigger!"

"Hot and cold cyclones? Look at the sky, are there dark clouds gathering?"

"We only saw bugs in the sky, no dark clouds!"

"Can you go around?"

"We'll try to bypass the swarm next!"

"After rounding the swarm, try to keep flying as low as possible, and lower the rope ladder for Major Miller and them at an altitude of fifty meters to ensure the safety of the helicopter swarm. ”

"Understood, we'll try to do it, but there are so many swarms taking off right now that we can't guarantee it right away!"

Thomas and Bird as they communicate with the helicopter crew.

On the other side, Cork hurried to talk to Major Miller.

Cork didn't want the cooked duck to fly: "Major Miller, can you hear me? How are you doing? Are there any dark clouds in the sky? No signs of rain?"

"Yes, I heard it! There were no dark clouds in the sky, the sun was still there, but a cold wind was blowing in the distance, which made us feel cold and swishing! We didn't find anything abnormal, repeated, no anomaly! Well, if we had to say something different, we found a swarm of insects taking off from the rift a few kilometers away, very large, very dense, they should be very active at lunchtime!" Major Miller said that everything is normal at the moment.

"Are you all back to the platform safely now?" Cork asked, "Are you sure no one is left behind?"

"I'm pretty sure that none of us are left behind, we're safe, and in the meantime, we're waiting for the helicopter to arrive!" replied Major Miller, which somewhat made Cork's heart hanging in the air feel a little better.

"Listen to Major Miller, the helicopter swarm is circling the swarm, and you may need to wait a little longer on the platform. ”

"Understood, we don't have a problem. ”

Round table.

Everyone looked at each other at a high level.

Now we don't know what to say.

How did a good experiment suddenly seem like a curse?

Could it be that Death Canyon is really so evil? It's just some insects, how can they make such a strange scene?

"Calm down, things may not be so bad, because of the hot and cold cyclones driven by the cold air, it is a normal reaction for the swarm to take off, and there have been similar records before, and there are no less than a hundred times. Major Miller, they have no problem, I dare say that if the helicopter swarm goes around a little distance, it will immediately leave the swarm behind. There's no problem with the platform, we have enough time to get Major Miller and Dr. Bit back!" Roscoe forced a smile and tried to cheer everyone up.

"Little Eric, are you alright?" Bird looked again at little Eric who was being pressed on the head by the doctor to stop the nosebleed.

"He's fine. Josiah nodded: "He shouldn't overdraw his spirit now!"

"Of course, he must get some rest!" Bird nodded.

"Maybe there is no rain......" Powers saw that everyone cared so much about little Eric, and his heart was a little surprised: "I mean, little Eric's first induction, not necessarily accurate! Of course, it is a good thing to have the ability to sense, this may be the specialty of little Eric in the future, for our career, whether the sense is accurate or not, having a prediction is the best result!"

"Didn't you say you should insist on believing in science?" Schnellson stabbed back with a sneer.

"Telepathy is also science!" Bowers gave a very confident example: "You should have seen the whole process of Mr. Wood walking into the Death Canyon, why do you think that a young man who is completely unfamiliar with the Death Valley can perform amazingly everywhere?"

"What do you think of Mr. Wood's telepathic abilities?" Schneersson raised an eyebrow.

"Of course. Bowers snorted: "He must have been injected with the strongest genetic drug, breaking through the forbidden area of the brain, and having some kind of sensing of the things around him, or infrared mode, or ultraviolet mode, or sound wave mode, or other patterns that we are not sure of for the time being." But what is certain is that his brain has such an ability, and this is the truth that he is able to perform easily in the underground world! He does not know any martial arts at all, and his record in the previous twenty years has not been a martial arts practice at all, although he always tries to convey to the outside world that everything he has learned from martial arts practice! Mr. Wood is 100% trying to mislead the outside world and make people's attention focus on irrelevant martial arts! The truth of his power is that there is some kind of special genetic potion, a gold-level genetic potion, which can make his brain develop very deeply!"

"According to Little Eric's mutation, do we need to do similar research? Send some soldiers who have cultivation value but are close to genetic collapse to Dongshan, and ask Mr. Wood to repair their genes to increase the chance of mental mutation!" Robert of the Balance Group suddenly came up with this idea.

He didn't know.

The puppet sister almost didn't laugh out loud when she heard this.

It is a fact that little Eric is mentally strong, because genetic repair did not limit his original mental power.

Little Eric, who has turned back into an ordinary person, has the mental power of a super gene soldier, and of course he is extremely sensitive to his surroundings.

The weaker the body.

The stronger the spirit.

However, no matter how strong the spirit is, it is impossible to sense the picture of Death Valley in advance...... The Stone Ancestor, they have been cultivating for hundreds of years, and they have not had such an ability! Everything that little Eric sensed before was deliberately inflicted on him by the puppet sister. If it weren't for the fact that little Eric was too mentally weak, the puppet sister was worried about popping his head, but in fact, he could have directly 'seen' clearer and bloodier pictures with his eyes.

"When little Eric recovers, we'll take a closer look. Thomas felt that there was room for maneuvering to convert some dying genetic soldiers into psychic personnel.

Mr. Wood does not seem to refuse similar cooperation.

Then pay for it.

It's nothing more than a lot of money.

If money can be exchanged for a group of people with telepathic abilities like little Eric, it will be worth it!

"Whether little Eric senses it right or not, give him a credit. "Cork has the intention to ease the relationship with Eric Jr. and Josiah, after all, Eric, Jr. has a chance to turn over because of his sensing ability, and it is a bit unwise to fight with him again. Moreover, little Eric has a good relationship with Mr. Wood, if he is used to build a bridge and turn a few dying genetic soldiers of the Far East Whip into psychic soldiers, then the Far East Whip will be greatly strengthened, and the work in the Far East will be even more like a fish in water.

"Major Miller, what's going on over there, is there anything unusual in the sky?" Bird was more concerned about whether little Eric's induction was correct than the test of the bit perfume.

If little Eric's induction is correct, then this ability is a hundred times better than bit perfume!

And.

Little Eric can succeed.

So what does his success mean?

Other genetically collapsed soldiers also have this possibility!

"We're fine, the sky is fine, the sun is shining, and occasionally a few flying lizards that prey on flying insects fly by, but we're safe on this side of the platform!" Major Miller had just finished his words when something suddenly fell from the sky, dripping in front of him, followed by a second, a third...... Major Miller subconsciously reached out to catch a drop and muttered, "It's raining?"