The hulking red figure on the platform suddenly began to thrash violently, ruthlessly pounding the floor beneath him. The "thump, thump, thump" of his furious outburst echoed relentlessly in the room!
His two hands moved in a frenzy, up and down, causing the iron chains restraining him to let out sorrowful wails. Clearly, after his advancement to Level 4, his strength had become significantly more formidable, making the robust iron chains strain with difficulty.
Ning Tianlang's brow furrowed, but he held his tongue, while the two people behind him retreated several steps in alarm.
"Don't worry, he has been like this for a while now!"
"Isn't there a better solution?"
Ning Tianlang turned his head slightly.
"He is extremely adaptive now, having developed immunity to the drugs."
"Oh."
Ning Tianlang stood silently in place with a thoughtful look on his face. After a while, he glanced at the red muscle man with a faint smile.
