Beast Tamer: The evolution path I made up has come true!

The room was bathed in cool white light from above, and the air was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant.

At the end of the corridor, the laboratory door was already open.

Chapter 11 First Round Test

The laboratory was bustling with people. Xu Qingshan and two professors were checking the instrument parameters, and in the corner, the campus media's camera was flashing red, clearly indicating that it had entered recording mode.

As soon as Su Mo led Fu Gui through the door, they were met with several unfriendly gazes.

Feeling these gazes, Su Mu looked around and found that the one who was most hostile was Qin Ze, the rich second-generation who had previously boasted in the group about spending millions on evolution materials.

Beside him stood a Frost Griffin, which had taken millions to evolve. Its feathers gleamed with a cold light, and it exhaled white mist as it breathed.

At this moment, the Frost Griffin noticed Qin Ze's gaze and turned to sweep towards Su Mo and Fu Gui.

Sensing the aura of the Frost Griffin, Fugui, who was already a little scared, immediately flattened his ears and shrank half his body behind Su Mo's legs.

Seeing Fugui's cowardly appearance, Qin Ze stroked the griffin's neck feathers and said, "Su Mo, I've watched your live stream. The reach was indeed impressive, but a fake is still a fake. You can't fool me, and you can't fool anyone else here!"

Su Mo was taken aback by Qin Ze's seemingly random and unfounded attack.

Dude, we've never had any reason to talk, so why are you acting like a brainless villain from a novel, targeting me right from the start?

But when Su Mo noticed that Qin Ze's gaze kept lingering on Fu Gui, he immediately realized something was amiss.

If others are there for entertainment, then Qin Ze is there to break their defenses.

After all, it took him a full three million to evolve his griffin. If Fugui could really evolve by chewing slippers and learning advanced mathematics, then what is he?

A vengeful spirit?

Having grasped the other party's mindset, Su Mo immediately relaxed and casually ruffled Fugui's hair, saying, "Don't worry, Qin, everything will proceed according to standard procedures today. If Fugui can't reproduce the performance, I'll admit on the spot that the previous live streams were fake and then quit the internet!"

Qin Ze replied, "You'd better keep your word!"

With just a few words, the air was thick with tension, as if a gunpowder had been drawn.

Just then, the crisp sound of a ballpoint pen being pressed came from the side, interrupting the tense atmosphere between the two.

At the recording table, Shen Qinghe, wearing a lab coat, had just finished checking the equipment.

She had obviously been standing there for a while, but she was busy checking the equipment serial numbers and completely ignored Su Mo and Qin Ze's conversation.

At this moment, Shen Qinghe turned around and her gaze fell on Fugui's tightly clenched tail and trembling hind legs.

"The stress response is a bit strong."

Shen Qinghe frowned slightly and asked, "Did you eat normally today?"

Su Mo thought back for a moment: "I ate half a bowl of dog food normally this morning."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Mo noticed the blue rubber crumbs at the corner of the stupid dog's mouth. After a half-second of silence, he guiltily added, "Also... I just gnawed on half of a slipper outside."

Upon hearing the word "slippers," Shen Qinghe's pen visibly paused, then she adjusted her glasses and continued, "Mental state?"

Su Mo glanced at Fu Gui, who was hugging his leg, and said, "I'm a little nervous."

Shen Qinghe nodded and said, "Excessive environmental stimulation is a normal stress response."

Seeing Shen Qinghe's serious questioning, Qin Ze couldn't stand it any longer and quickly asked, "Shen Qinghe, are you out of your mind? Are you really going to treat this farce as a serious experiment and record it?"

Shen Qinghe didn't even look up. While checking the forms, she said, "It has already shown abnormalities. I will strictly record it according to the standard procedure until all interfering factors are eliminated."

Qin Ze stared intently at her profile, then suddenly found it amusing and asked, "You really believe Su Mo's hypothesis?"

Shen Qinghe stopped writing, looked up, and gave him a nonchalant glance through her glasses.

"I believe in data."

Upon hearing this, Su Mo glanced at Shen Qinghe silently and suddenly realized: No wonder this girl's theoretical scores have always been higher than Qin Ze's.

Because when she encounters something outrageous, her first reaction is not to jump up and deny it, but to use standard procedures to test whether it is true or not.

This unwavering belief in data truly comes from a ruthless researcher.

Just then, Xu Qingshan closed the recorder in his hand, and then coughed lightly, which silenced the rustling sounds in the laboratory.

"Alright, enough chit-chat."

"The retest will now begin."

Xu Qingshan turned around, his gaze sweeping across the entire room before finally settling on Su Mo. He said, "Today, we'll proceed to the highest standards. Three high-definition video cameras, an energy shielding array, and four sets of environmental monitoring equipment will be activated simultaneously. The data will be directly encrypted, and no one is allowed to access the original records without authorization."

A series of professional instructions were issued, and the atmosphere immediately became serious.

But then, Xu Qingshan's gaze slowly moved downwards.

Finally, the focus shifted to the evidence bag in Su Mo's hand.

Amidst a pile of expensive, high-tech instruments, this battered slipper, its edges gnawed and even covered in sticky saliva, stands out as a truly jarring sight.

Xu Qingshan pointed to the bag and said, "Also..."

"To rule out the possibility of psionic attachment or chemical induction on specific items."

"The old slippers you used in the previous live stream are just for reference today."

"Absolutely not allowed to be used in the first round of testing."

Although Fugui couldn't understand the long string of technical jargon, a dog's intuition is sharp.

It immediately noticed that everyone's eyes were on the slippers in Su Mo's hand.

"Waaah..."

Fugui let out a low whimper, as if guarding its food, and its clear dog face was filled with tension, as if it were shouting: Kill me or do whatever you want, but if anyone dares to touch my shoes, I'll fight them!

At this moment, Su Mo appeared calm on the surface, but his heart sank slightly.

Not using the old slippers is indeed a big hassle.

The system panel instructions are very clear.

[Can only be briefly triggered by strong cognitive anchoring stimuli.]

Worn-out slippers that haven't been chewed into a soul-stirring state.

Are you hoping that Fugui's pitiful 3.1% mental energy will be used to activate the props?

The probability is no less than if it were to stand up now and recite a passage from the "Memorial to the Throne" for everyone.

However, Su Mo did not panic completely.

Because we still have an absolute trump card in our hand.

That is the [Temporary Mental Fluctuation Experience Card] that the system rewards when the progress exceeds 5%.

This is an unreasonable form of forced spellcasting.

Once used, even a piece of wood can unleash a skill.

The problem is that the trial card can only be used once.

Who knows what other outrageous test items Xu Qingshan will pull out next in today's retest?

Good steel must be used on the blade.

If you reveal all your cards in the first round, what will you use to cover your losses when you encounter more difficult tests later?

Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, Su Mo would never waste the experience card here.

We must find a way to force this stupid dog to develop his skills through his own abilities.

If there's absolutely no other way, then we'll use a trial card as a backup.

Thinking of this, Su Mo took a deep breath, his expression remaining calm. But in a blind spot where others couldn't see, Su Mo's thumb was constantly rubbing the leash, pondering what to do.

Meanwhile, the chat in the live stream also noticed the change in the wind.

[Holy crap! It's here! The standard anti-counterfeiting procedure!]

[Professor Xu is ruthless; he banned the "original scented slippers" right off the bat. That's what you call meticulous.]

[Oh no, the streamer's exclusive gear has been confiscated!]

[Don't criticize it harshly; it's called an anchor point for higher-level spiritual resonance.]

[What kind of mental anchor is this: just a slipper chewed up by a dog?]

[Look! Fugui is so panicked he's almost tucked his tail between his legs!]

Before Su Mo could say anything, Xu Qingshan raised his hand and gestured, "First round of testing target, prepare."

"Use standard metal balls."

Chapter 12 The guy from the porridge bar called.

As soon as Xu Qingshan finished speaking, the lab technician immediately stepped forward with a transparent testing box.

Inside the box lay a silver-gray metal ball.

The surface of the sphere is as smooth as a mirror, and it gleams with a faint metallic luster under white light.

The electronic tag next to it clearly shows its weight, material, diameter, serial number, and the recently completed test record.