The female doctor stood at the entrance of the tent, looking up at the intense battle on the stage. Suddenly, a red exclamation mark popped up on her medical goggles.
"The target's blood flow rate is surging, emotional fluctuations are intense, and all physiological indicators are skyrocketing. What triggered her?"
There was a hint of confusion in the female doctor's eyes, but before she could think carefully, an assistant rushed out of the tent, beads of sweat even appeared on his forehead.
The assistant leaned into the female doctor's ear, his voice low but unable to mask the terror in it:
"The data feedback from the chip inside the test subject is strange, all the subjects are in an extremely irritable state, almost going berserk, but the mentor hasn't given the attack command yet."
The female doctor's face changed drastically, her eyes instinctively swept towards the direction of the podium.
She knew the mentor too well.
