Ling Shuyan's enthusiasm clearly startled the pair of them.
Zhang Liying, who stood behind him, was especially taken aback. She had only just recovered from the dangerous experience of her Secondary Awakening, finally overcoming the psychological trauma, and had not participated in any recent combat missions.
Seeing her state, Chen Yanyan had only assigned her simple, stress-free logistical support tasks.
However, the task of cooperating with the research had already received Lin Feng's tacit approval. So, Shen Jie didn't refuse outright, saying instead:
"The fighting on the front lines is tense, and I need to be on standby at all times. Li Ying has also just completed her Awakening. In her current state, it's not a good idea for her to leave the camp…"
Ling Shuyan pushed up her glasses. Then, from inside her long white lab coat, she produced a sharp, willow-leaf scalpel. She held it between her slender fingers, its edge glinting coldly.
