"..."
The noise in the laboratory suddenly fell silent.
Not only the High-Level students summoned by Tian Yan but also the primary students who were standing by watching the show were all stunned.
Ying Zijin had only been at the institute for less than two days.
However, because of her exceptional beauty, many students from other laboratories had come to see her by reputation, even if she wasn’t in the primary laboratory.
In their impression, the girl had always been very quiet and low-key.
Did she really dare to say such things to the High-Level students?
Did she even know the difference between High-Level and primary students?
Without any backing, primary students could only endure being oppressed.
That’s why Tian Yan was so arrogant.
Especially the High-Level students from the two institutes.
Biogenetics Institute relied on genetic modification and transplantation, while the Mechanical and Aerospace Engineering Institute relied on new thermal weapons.
Their overall strength was even greater, and generally, no one dared to provoke them.
Bing Lan became even more anxious: "Ah Ying, it’s actually nothing. The experiment table can self-repair; there’s a repairer. Just press the button and it will be fine."
The laboratory had always been prone to explosions.
So the institute specifically invented this kind of repair technology.
Even if the entire experiment table was blown away, pressing the repair button could restore it in no more than ten minutes.
This technology had also accelerated the pace of experiments significantly.
Ying Zijin glanced at the half-broken flying device on the ground, her expression unchanging, and repeated those three words: "Clean it up."
"Impressive, impressive, indeed. Fearless like a newborn calf facing a tiger." The male student clapped his hands, his smile growing wider, "You look quite good. It’s a waste to directly use you for genetic experiments."
"Why not let us have some fun first? When we’re tired of it, we can send you to the laboratory. That way, nothing good goes to waste."
In their view, females were the weaker ones.
They could be bullied as they wished.
"Don’t put on such a cold face. Come on, give us a smile." The male student walked forward with a grin and reached out to grab the girl’s shoulder.
He acted nonchalantly, completely unbothered.
Bing Lan’s heart leapt into her throat: "Ah Ying!"
"Bang!"
A loud bang nearly shattered their eardrums.
The girl merely raised her hand slightly, executing a swift and fierce over-the-shoulder throw, and the male student was slammed directly to the ground.
The sudden paralysis of his body left him with no time to react.
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