Yang Ming removed his helmet and stared at the interior of the medical pod, a little dazed.
The probe that injected the Genetic Stabilization Liquid slowly withdrew from his arm, and the expensive alloy coating on it needed to be replaced again.
——Luckily, he now had a large household and a thriving business, so he wasn't short on money; otherwise, this method of injection would be completely unaffordable for ordinary transformed people.
The medical pod door opened smoothly, but Yang Ming lay there, not moving for a long time.
"Boss."
Lyu's projection appeared nearby, looking somewhat uneasy, and softly asked, "Are you okay?"
A few minutes earlier.
After witnessing Hera's experimental results, Yang Ming didn't lose his temper, nor did he blame Hera. On the contrary, Yang Ming remained very calm as if all this was already within his planned scope.
Then, Yang Ming gently embraced Hera and whispered a few words of encouragement.
