"That civilization relic?" Li Ming frowned, as he knew too little about it.
If he used all the devices that expedite development progress, the overall potential could reach fourteen times, which means level twenty-eight.
The efficiency of the [Thunder Burn Equipment Sphere] in aiding development isn’t a regular enhancement.
It would certainly meet the Yitelan requirements on the surface, but what would happen afterward, he had no idea at all.
It wouldn’t work, better to keep it lower. Just in case they take me away and use me as a key, Old Wu probably couldn’t stop them.
He pondered, still somewhat worried because his development potential was only in speed. If the Yitelan civilization had more precise detection methods, that would be even more troublesome.
Along the way, he arrived at the laboratory, surrounded by Yitelan guards, their expressions stern.
After getting off the vehicle, Luo Chuan led him straight to the reception room.
The room had been cleared, and a group of Yitelan people had already been waiting there, the leader having skin so darkly purple it denoted aging among the Yiteland people.
"This is the ambassador of the Yitelan civilization, Lord Siste," Luo Chuan introduced him, and the other party extended his hand, smiling symbolically with a slightly hoarse voice, "Don’t be nervous, it’s just a small test."
The handshake was brief, and Li Ming did nothing but nod.
Luo Chuan nodded and said, "Ambassador, we can start now."
Siste waved his hand gently, and a Yitelan person standing to the side of the room stepped forward.
Under their direction, Li Ming squeezed out a drop of blood while another Yitelan person recorded it, unclear who would eventually see it.
After the blood was taken, Li Ming put his fingertip in his mouth, the taste of blood filling his mouth, and he muttered internally, indicating that Prince Baijiang probably wasn’t very strong either.
At least he couldn’t command the embassy directly. Otherwise, they could have just come and taken my blood, no need for such a roundabout way.
Normally, the detection of development potential would be quick, but this was an in-depth test, so it took slightly longer.
About ten minutes later, the testing personnel suddenly let out a cry of surprise, uttering several syllables that Li Ming couldn’t understand.
Then, he saw Lord Siste, the ambassador, arching his brows, then furrowing them, and finally relaxing them, his expression a mix of surprise and slight disappointment, quite complex.
"Actually level sixteen," he uttered in an interstellar common language, somewhat astonished, holding the test report.
"Level sixteen?" Luo Chuan was momentarily stunned, then felt a tremor in his heart. For the Blue Star civilization, this was an unimaginable level of developmental potential.
Luo Chuan was secretly shocked, but then thought it was only natural. Otherwise, how could he explain Li Ming’s incredibly fast development speed?
No wonder the teacher valued him so much. I would value him too, Luo Chuan mused internally, once again impressed by Wu Yanqing’s insight.
"This is a stunning figure even for the Yitelan people," Siste’s demeanor had visibly changed, at least the smile on his face was no longer just symbolic.
Advanced civilizations definitely have ways to enhance development potential before genetic fixation, but probably only to a limited extent.
Li Ming pondered, sixteen was the number he carefully selected, which could explain his extremely fast development speed, yet wouldn’t lead to his being taken away.
"Hmm... already selected for the special training class." After flipping through some data, the ambassador seemed to finally relax, looked up, and smiled, "All right, the task is complete, we won’t disturb any further."
The group of people arrived in a rush but left just as grandly and quickly.
"Level sixteen, level sixteen..." Luo Chuan seemed not yet to have recovered, inspecting Li Ming up and down, "Just what did you eat to grow up?"
Li Ming was speechless, "Eating machine oil."
"Wait, still waiting, how long must you wait!?"
In the Secret Council, Fu Zongchen’s laboratory, he paced back and forth, his tone anxious, "You asked for my cooperation, and I cooperated, but what about you, what exactly happened, why hasn’t the Heluo Star System caught up yet?"
"Also, what are the people at Sela Royal Academy doing, letting Li Ming pass three levels at once!?"
"If you weren’t sure, shouldn’t have stirred up such big public opinion, now it has indeed become an aid for Wu Yanqing!"
Sain looked equally displeased, both having lost the initial assurance. He said gravely, "The exchange conference’s media hype wasn’t my idea, it was part of the grand plan."
"We have to rely on the power of the Sela royal house, it had to proceed with their plan first and then take advantage of their momentum."
"As for Li Ming..." Sain’s features shifted, and the glass in his hand cracked, shattering on the floor, "Level sixteen developmental potential, where did Wu Yanqing get such luck?"
"What?" Fu Zongchen was startled, his expression suddenly changing drastically, "Level sixteen developmental potential? Are you sure?"
Sain said solemnly, "The embassy went personally for the testing earlier, it was recorded throughout, there’s no room for fraud."
Fu Zongchen took a deep breath, sternly saying, "Let me confirm with you one last time, do you still have any backup plans? If so, tell me now."
"Otherwise, I immediately withdraw my accusation against Wu Yanqing, and our cooperation ends here."
"Are you scared?" Sain came back to himself, frowning at him, "He did kill your key person."
Fu Zongchen scoffed, "Don’t try to provoke me. Wu Yanqing is trouble enough, adding another Li Ming, in a decade or so, will be another major nuisance."
"Killing my key person, and it’s not like killing my parents, I don’t believe it can’t be resolved."
"As for Prince Baijiang..." Sain hinted.
Fu Zongchen stared at him steadily, "If the prince were here, I would kneel immediately and carry out his orders unwaveringly."