At the moment the first attack hit, Ron had already constructed the second attack.
This time he prepared to use "Spiritual Shock" combined with "Micro-structure Adaptation" traits for a precise point explosion on the consciousness core of the Chaotic Spirit Monster, along with the double explosion technique he had recently grasped.
However, just as he was about to unleash the critical strike, Miller and Wayne simultaneously intervened to stop him.
"Enough!"
Miller’s voice was filled with strong surprise, as he looked at Ron with a somewhat peculiar expression:
"The test is over! Stop the attack immediately!"
His mechanical left arm extended, blocking Ron’s next casting move:
"I must admit, your performance has completely exceeded all our expectations. Whether it’s your warning ability, combat reactions, or tactical application, you’ve already reached the Silver Ring level explorer standard."
Wayne, the supervisor, also nodded and took out a precise controller from his pocket.
When he softly pressed the central control button, a special Energy Fluctuation spread out.
The shape of the Chaotic Spirit Monster began to turn transparent, and its terrifying presence gradually dissipated.
"This is a special experimental subject of the Observation station’s training department,"
Wayne explained, his half-stone face showing fine cracks due to the fear shock just now:
"Although it has been through strict behavior restriction modulation, its danger has been greatly reduced, but it still retains most of the true Chaotic Spirit Monster’s ability traits. We use it to test your response ability and psychological resilience in extreme environments."
Other two researchers, Alice and Falko, were clearly completely unaware of the true nature of this action.
At this moment, both were still struggling with severe sequelae, Alice’s vomiting already bringing out blood, Falko’s mental state appearing close to the brink of collapse.
"This... this was just a test?"
Falko asked with a trembling voice, his silver hair sticking to his scalp due to cold sweat:
"I thought... we were really going to die here. That terror... I felt my sanity was about to be torn apart."
Wayne’s expression was calm, showing both admiration for Ron’s abilities and a certain discontent with the Observation station’s test methods:
"The Explorer team headquarters is very interested in your demonstrated anti-erosion ability, as well as evaluating your real capabilities in combat."
He paused with deep contemplation in his eyes:
"According to the original plan, even if someone was hit by a transmission beam, they would only be sent to a completely cleared safe area around the Observation station.
There, a specialized recovery team is on standby, ensuring no real casualties."
"However..."
Miller added, his voice somewhat uncertain:
"Your warning ability and spatial perception accuracy, along with that almost perfect combat rhythm... all far exceeded our expectations.
Especially your precise grasp of the Chaotic Spirit Monster’s weaknesses, even some experienced Silver Ring level explorers might not be able to achieve."
Ron remained calm, quickly analyzing the deeper information revealed by this "test."
The Explorer team’s attention to him far exceeds expectations, representing both opportunities and risks.
Excessive attention might restrict his freedom of action, but it could also provide more opportunities to access the deep Abyss.
The Observation station undoubtedly possesses some technology for controlling Advanced Abyssal Creatures, a technology inherently valuable for research.
If he could acquire related knowledge, it would greatly advance his various studies.
But this extreme test method without prior notice fully illustrates the tough style of the Observation station’s management.
Here, the knowledge rights and mental health of ordinary employees are clearly not considered, everything serves the "mission effect."
"I understand the necessity of such tests,"
Ron responded with a slightly reserved tone:
"In such a dangerous work environment, indeed it is necessary to evaluate personnel’s real capabilities through combat. However..."
He paused, his gaze shifting between Miller and Wayne:
"Next time if there are similar arrangements, I hope at least some hint can be given regarding the nature of the test.
This way it can ensure the objectivity of the evaluation results while avoiding unnecessary psychological distress to uninformed personnel."
He glanced at Alice and Falko who were still recovering:
"After all, even the life-and-death crisis in the simulation device I use is a real mental impact, not to mention being in a real Abyss environment."
Wayne nodded slightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with Ron’s suggestion:
"Indeed, when designing the test, we focused more on effect evaluation, without enough attention to the psychological impact on the subjects."
He looked at the two still trembling researchers, his words somewhat perfunctory:
"I will report this issue to higher-ups, see if we can adopt a more humane method while ensuring the test’s effectiveness."
Miller put away his weapon, his tone becoming friendly:
"Now I can officially invite you, hoping you’ll consider registering as an explorer."
He took out a badge from in front of his chest, engraved with a complex Abyss terrain pattern:
"Although your main work is still material analysis research, holding an explorer identity will provide more opportunities and resources.
Including participating in deep exploration tasks, priority allocation of rare materials, and higher level salary subsidies."
This is indeed a highly attractive proposal.
As an explorer, Ron will have the opportunity to legally access deeper regions of the Abyss, which holds enormous value for his various studies.