The male supporting role was captured by the protagonist after his rebirth

When Zhang Yi stepped into the instrument, a warm feeling came over him.

He felt himself surrounded by a strange energy, which was like sunshine in winter, making people feel comfortable and at ease involuntarily.

Through the transparent glass door, he saw Deng Mao busy operating the console, while Deng Yuanbo was staring at the screen nervously beside him.

As time went by, the numbers on the dashboard climbed higher and higher, all the machines started running at full speed, and the experiment began.

The temperature inside the instrument continued to rise, and beads of sweat began to appear on Zhang Yi's forehead and slid down his cheeks. He felt as if he was in a huge steamer, and the air around him became extremely hot.

However, despite his extreme discomfort, he still focused all his attention on the changes in his body.

Suddenly, the light in the instrument suddenly intensified, like a dazzling sun, so bright that Zhang Yi had to close his eyes tightly to resist the strong light.

At the same time, a powerful force surged out from all directions, like a surging tide, rushing towards his limbs and bones in an unstoppable manner.

His heart was beating like a drum, and every beat seemed to burst through his chest. His breathing became more and more rapid, as if he was suffocating.

He felt as if some substance was being irreversibly injected into his body, and this substance was as hot as magma and was surging in his blood.

Is this the technology developed by the Deng family, which can inject the essence that only Delta-level mutants can absorb into the bodies of ordinary people?

No human being could endure such extreme pain. Zhang Yi's face suddenly turned pale and his body began to tremble involuntarily, like a fallen leaf in the wind.

"Ah!" No matter how strong his will was, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and let out a painful roar like a beast.

Zhang Yi's hoarse roar echoed in the laboratory, sounding extremely miserable, as if he was being tortured.

Deng Mao and Deng Yuanbo looked at the data on the dashboard, but their expressions were very calm.

They had already gone through these experiments hundreds of times. The subjects had suffered different miserable conditions, and some even fainted, but the two of them had already become accustomed to it.

They knew that this was only the beginning of the experiment. If Zhang Yi could not withstand this force, there would be no need to think about the subsequent stages.

"Hold on, Zhang Yi, this is a normal reaction." Deng Mao's voice rang in his ears, "We are injecting the essence of the alien into your body. This process may be a little painful, but as long as you can get through it, you may be able to awaken your superpowers."

Hearing Deng Mao's words, Zhang Yi gritted his teeth and nodded. He knew that since the experiment had already begun, there was no way back, so he might as well give it his all.

He took a deep breath, trying to keep himself awake despite the severe pain, and continued to endure the powerful force impacting his body.

His body seemed to be interacting with some unknown force, which was gradually changing his physical structure and abilities.

However, this process was not easy, but instead brought unbearable pain.

It felt like being tightly grasped by an invisible force, and then all the muscles and bones in the body were ruthlessly crushed.

Every inch of skin and every bone is under tremendous pressure, making people feel excruciating pain. As time goes by, this pain does not ease, but becomes more severe.

Although I have made sufficient mental preparation, this kind of pain is no longer something that ordinary people can endure.

The pain was indescribable. His body seemed to be torn apart, every nerve was screaming, and every breath was like inhaling flames.

His muscles twisted in violent convulsions and his bones creaked terrifyingly under the invisible pressure.

Zhang Yi's consciousness struggled in the ocean of pain, trying to find a piece of driftwood to grab onto, but every attempt seemed to be mercilessly beaten by the ruthless waves.

He wanted to shout, but his throat was hoarse and he could only make weak moans.

Tears and sweat mixed together and slid down my cheeks, and my vision gradually became blurred.

It hurts, it hurts so much. It's a thousand times more painful than when he was hacked to death by his neighbors!

For a moment, he almost had the thought of committing suicide to end this extreme pain.

Outside the instrument, Deng Mao stared intently at the data and images on the screen.

He saw that Zhang Yi's vital signs fluctuated dramatically, but he was not panicked.

Only when one is on the verge of death is the best time for the superpower to awaken. The more intense the pain, the more it can stimulate people's instinct to survive. The stronger this desire is, the stronger the awakened superpower will be.

"This kid is more tenacious than I thought. He hasn't reached his limit yet." Deng Yuanbo suddenly asked, staring at the data on the dashboard.

"Maybe it's because of the high-intensity training that his body functions are much stronger than ordinary people, so he can still hold on." Deng Mao replied without raising his head.

"Give him more strength."

Deng Yuanbo stared at Zhang Yi's distorted expression in pain in the glass cabin and spoke calmly.

Deng Mao suddenly raised his head and looked at Deng Yuanbo, his expression hesitant, "Uncle, are you sure? This level is already the limit of the experiments we have done before. If the amount is increased, I can't guarantee what the consequences will be."

Deng Yuanbo put his hands behind his back and nodded: "How can we know if we don't give it a try? Since he has managed to hold on until now, he is the best candidate."

Deng Mao knew that what Deng Yuanbo said was right, but this decision was indeed too risky.

Under normal circumstances, with this dose of original energy, those with weaker constitutions would have died on the spot, while those with stronger constitutions would have reached the near-death state and would have begun to try to stimulate their physical abilities.

The tall, black-haired young man in front of him had actually managed to hold on until now without entering a near-death state, which meant that his success rate was far higher than that of other test subjects.

Stopping now can certainly increase safety, but he is the only one who can withstand a higher level of supernatural power origin, which means that the "flower" experiment has the opportunity to reach a whole new level.

This kind of experimental product is hard to come by. If you miss it, you will never see it again.

Deng Mao gritted his teeth, and finally made up his mind to press the remote control in his hand. In an instant, the energy flow inside the instrument suddenly accelerated, rushing towards Zhang Yi's body like a raging torrent.

However, Zhang Yi was unaware that his experiment had been upgraded. At this moment, his screams spread throughout the laboratory again, and his body trembled more violently, as if he could collapse at any time.

Although he was in deep pain, he still gritted his teeth and tried his best to maintain his consciousness.

"I can't die...I don't want to die!"

"Deng Shentong is still waiting for me!"

When he thought of that name, a surge of courage seemed to surge up from deep in Zhang Yi's heart, and he persevered tenaciously.

As time passed, the restless energy inside the instrument gradually calmed down, and all the energy had been injected.

Deng Mao stared at the numbers on the dashboard, his heart filled with distress. He thought to himself that the cost of this experiment was truly staggeringly high, and he must not let this kid down!

At this moment, in the glass cabin, Zhang Yi's consciousness gradually became blurred, as if he was trapped in chaos, and the pain became more and more hazy.

Is he going to die?