Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

Nan Jing keenly noticed that when he stepped into the cabin, the energy field of Smart One connected to the neurons suddenly weakened.

"Smart One, are you still there?"

Nan Jing recited silently, standing in the middle of the cabin and waiting, but he couldn't wait for Smart One's answer.

He was a little disappointed.

Just when Nan Jing was thinking wildly about whether the time and space of the instrument parts would squeeze people into meatloaf, the bulkhead had already touched his limbs—from the limbs to the chest and back, from the bottom to the navel, Then to the chest, and finally to the neck.

At the same time, Nan Jing was surprised to find that the bulkhead was made of a special material, which only looked like metal, but was actually soft and easy to deform like a sponge, and the people wrapped in it did not feel squeezed at all. On the contrary, the whole body seemed to be wrapped in clouds, very comfortable and comfortable.

The light suddenly dimmed, and the sight in front of me was completely hidden in the darkness, and there was a big black area, and I couldn't see anything.

"Testing begins."

The cold and emotionless voice rang out, which made Nan Jing, who was used to hearing Smart No. [-], a little uncomfortable.

However, this should be the normal reaction of the machine, right?

Since Smart One says it is unique in the universe, it is supposed to be different from any other machine.

"Di-"

"Drip-"

"Beep beep-"

The bulkhead enclosing the south mirror sounded a clear beeping sound. The first beep was long and soft, and the speed and sound of the second beep were much faster than the first beep. The previous frequency should be raised faster, and the sound should be louder and louder.

With the sound, Nan Jing's heart beat uncontrollably, until it seemed as if it was going to jump out of his throat. His limbs and bones felt squeezed, entangled like a poisonous snake with him.

I wanted to move my body, but found that I couldn't even move a finger.

Nan Jing didn't know how other people felt, but he didn't hear the students who came out before say that the test would make him feel uncomfortable.

"Dididididididi--" The voice has been practiced into a line.

"So sad……"

There was a churn in Nan Jing's stomach that wanted to vomit, and the pressure on his chest made him almost out of breath.

How long has it been?

10 minutes or two 10 minutes?

The sound of beeps is still echoing in his ears, like a reminder, Nan Jing feels that every second is as long as a century, and he even thinks sadly that he may be the first person in history to die in a genetic grade detector people.

"Loosen, uh, let go..."

A weak voice sounded in the cabin, completely covered by the deafening beeping sound. Nan Jing was completely suffocated at this time, his lungs were burning hotly. He wanted to struggle and twist anxiously, but was held tightly. The living limbs made him powerless.

What exactly does a genetic grade tester do...