I'm not a hero, but I didn't say I couldn't beat you.

"No. 70 Six experiments have begun, No. 15, please try to call a miracle."

"…………"

In the glass-isolated experimental site, No. 15 sat on the chair in the center, closed his eyes, and once again tried to call on the light in his body.

"An increase in [distortion value] was detected."

"The generation of [miracle] has not been observed yet."

"There are no abnormalities in the simulation environment."

"The inscription has been generated, but the corresponding distortion force field cannot be observed."

"[Distortion value] index disorder detected."

"Abnormal fluctuations in the target's heart rate were detected."

"NO.15, please stabilize your mind. It is too chaotic to maintain the cohesion of [Miracle]."

"…………"

NO.15 still closed his eyes tightly, he was indeed trying to use that [miracle], which was good. But compared to the miracles that had no real sense whatsoever, the images that kept flashing in my mind made me care more.

[015, pay attention to your power control. 】

[Damn it, there is only one copy in the first place, can’t even this one work? 】

[NO.15, you have the qualifications, at least I think so. 】

[Although you are not him and you don’t have to be him, I believe you can control this power. But let me help you change the medicine on your arm first. 】

[The experiment is out of control, stop it! 】

"The experiment is out of control! NO.15! Stop calling miracles!!!"

The fragments of memory overlapped with the sound coming from the headphones, bringing NO.15 back to reality from the dream of memory.

Then, subconsciously, the connection with [Miracle] was interrupted.

"[Distortion value] returns to a stable state, and the value becomes normal."

"There are no abnormalities in the simulation environment."

"The sixth experiment of No. 70 is over."

"...Failed again?"

NO.15 opened his eyes and looked at his hands.

Unlike in the memory fragments, there were no wounds on his hands.

Have you ever injured your arm? Is it because of the experiment or some other reason?

NO.15 had no way of knowing the answer, so he once again tried to sink his thoughts back into his body to trace the source of those memory fragments.

That is, that engraving.

But unfortunately, nearly half a month has passed, and this seal can still only be physically displayed, but cannot be artificially activated by others.

No matter whether I asked the staff of the institute or Mr. Furr and Mr. Hartz, I couldn't give myself an answer.

Although the latter two still gave some methods with certain reference value, they have been tried in this experiment again and again.

All in vain.

In the end, he sighed helplessly.

"Sorry, I still didn't make it."

"Don't worry about it, No. 15. Scholars have long been accustomed to failure. Moreover, only 76 experiments have been conducted. Although this experiment still failed to obtain results, quite objective data was still observed. This is also thanks to you. Cooperation for more than half a month.”

From the earphones, the gentle voice of Stanley, the head of the institute, came.

"Can we still continue the experiment?"

"Well, no problem."

"Then please take a break and adjust your state. We will conduct the next experiment in 15 minutes."

………………

The experiment is still going on. Fu Erce has considered whether to terminate the experiment, but at the request of Sylvia and NO.15 itself, they still focus on observing the situation for the time being.

Sylvia's reason is that through her surveillance of Stanley, she can basically confirm the fact that the other party is up to no good. But it was obvious that the other party was not the biggest fish.

At least Sylvia doesn't think so. Although subjective judgments account for 50.00%, there is also objective evidence.

For example, there was a report that Sylvia had seen with her own eyes.

That report recorded part of the experimental data of the [Artificial Miracle Project].

This is not something that the head of a branch of a federal research institution can get.

Therefore, even though the other party has not had any suspicious conversations or remote contact with anyone in the past half month. Fu'er still insisted that there must be someone above Stanley.

There must be many objects of suspicion, such as the leaders or senior researchers of the [Redis Research Institute], or those members of parliament who support sending NO.15 back to the intrinsic world for research. They are all suspicious. object.

But this suspicion is naturally more convenient for Hartz and Black to investigate due to their obvious identities.

Fu'er is still at ease in the research institute, monitoring Stanley and confirming the current status of No. 15, and just maintain the status quo.

"It's only been half a month..."

Fu Er leaned on the edge of the observation room, watching the researchers collecting data and debugging equipment, as well as Stanley who led them in conducting experiments, and couldn't help but think.

Does it mean that if you want to catch the mastermind behind the scenes, you still need some powerful information?

But where can I find this powerful information...

..............................

"What? You said you recalled some memories?"

"Well, along with living here, some memories appeared when I called the inscription. Although it is still very fragmented, just some scattered pictures."

After the experiment, Fu'er and NO.15 ate together in the cafeteria as usual, and talked about the experiment just now.

"That's right...Have you talked to Director Stanley?"

"Not yet, because every time I start to have memories, my control over that power will gradually become disordered. So I don't know how I should tell him, not to mention, compared to what Stanley said Chief, I want to hear your opinion first."

"…………"

Behind the scenes, Stanley was also eating, although he was just eating a convenient energy bar while monitoring the conversation between Ful and NO.15.

"It's a pity that even the things you don't want me to know cannot escape my surveillance."

Stanley ate the last bite of the energy bar viciously, and started to have a headache. The experiment has been going on for half a month, but there is still no progress.

The so-called collection of large amounts of data is just a pretext to appease No. 15. In fact, it is useless data.

"Since memory will affect... what if forced stabilizers are injected... But if I use this, I have to explain my motivation first... I have to think of a reason. How about doing an analysis with part of the data?"

["I suggest you tell the director, after all, it involves your experimental safety issues."]

"???"

While Stanley was still thinking about the plan, he unexpectedly heard an unexpected answer.

No attempt was made to hide this part of the news from me?

Stanley frowned, but then felt relieved.

"Sure enough, is the Rookie Hero a Rookie Hero? It's a pity that he's only a C-level hero and doesn't have much research value. His miracles don't seem to be anything special, otherwise it would be easy to trick him into being a test subject."

"But since you said that, it saves me trouble. Then I just have to wait with peace of mind and then make appropriate suggestions."

Stanley leaned on the sofa. This was the rare good news he had heard during this period.

"As long as I can complete this experiment, everything will be solved. Just wait, Barry Owens, and I will prove who is right."

Thinking back to his enemy, Stanley became irritated.

When dealing with the issue of No. 15 before, the other party has been obstructing me and preventing my proposal from passing. In the end, we had to pay a considerable price to win over those politicians and businessmen before forcing the resolution.

I am afraid that Harts and Black, who have not been here recently, are also conducting multiple investigations on themselves under the arrangements there, trying to continue to thwart their plans.

But he couldn't stop it.

"Ha! Owens, at best you are just a doctor who was rejected by Atlas Academy. One day I will surpass you and prove who is the clown!"

Stanley stood up and prepared to return to the laboratory.

He still has a lot to prepare.

A moment later, Ful received the message from Sylvia.

"Well, there's finally some movement. Sure enough, we still need to drop some big news——"

He is willing to make a nest when fishing. Today, he is definitely not an air force, so he has to show off his real fishing skills!