With a piece of milk candy, he had taken root in the Ning Family.
Life here was completely different from what he had imagined.
At night, no one would throw him in a small, dark room and let him curl up in fear. During the day, no one would tie him to the experimental bed and carry out all kinds of inhumane torture.
On the contrary, the things he had to do every day were very simple. He only had to eat, sleep, and play. Oh, no, in the end, they also had an additional training task.
Of course, this was not difficult for him.
Maybe it was an innate advantage, or maybe it was some kind of mutation in the Research Institute, but he was very talented in this area.
Whether it was climbing obstacles or being fast and agile, he had a high level of comprehension and made amazing progress. The only exception was when shooting practice...
