Outside the generator, the person in charge and the experimenters were chatting idly.
"This guy's family is really rich. I saw the supermatter he brought himself—a whole twenty-six or twenty-seven grams! Using so much supermatter for an initiation ceremony is such a waste."
"Yeah, plus the three grams provided by the bureau, that's nearly thirty grams. All this supermatter would have been enough to advance to the Third Energy Level."
"He can't possibly absorb so much supermatter. HEH HEH, once he fails later, we'll just collect the remaining supermatter in the generator—even though reused supermatter sells for a bit less, it could still fetch over a hundred million..."
The person in charge's face darkened. "That's his property!"
The workers all fell silent. Then, the person in charge's expression suddenly changed to a smile. "Collect it. After we sell it, most of it will be kept as research funds. We'll take out ten million to distribute among ourselves."
