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An hour later.

In a breeding farm in the suburbs, Wang Jinbo lay on a hospital bed, studying materials on his laptop, looking into the success rate of transplanting other people's testicles.

After all, his own were ruined, and he had to find a way to recover them.

Just then, a young man in a white lab coat knocked on his door and announced, "Dr. Wang, all the subjects have been fully upgraded, and their brain areas have been developed up to thirty percent. However, they all exhibit various side effects. It seems this upgrade was too sudden; their bodies can't take it."

"Hmm...no matter, this batch was already the first to be phased out. Forcibly developing their brain areas to increase their combat capability is enough. When they're scrapped, I'll study the second generation of subjects!"

Wang Jinbo said dismissively, utterly indifferent to the lives of those dozens of people.