J2796

Sun Hang didn't think he was speaking up for those investigators and peacekeepers; he was merely stating facts.

The organ used for thinking should be on the neck, not propping up a chair.

After this incident, Sun Hang couldn't be bothered to go back "home" and simply walked straight into the Anomaly Research Institute. He planned to see how the people in the institute would handle the aberrant long blade, and it would also be a good opportunity to visit Wang Xiyi, who had been carried away in an "iron coffin" last night.

After all, this woman could be considered Sun Hang's only "kin" in this city.

He glanced at the directional signs in the institute's lobby. According to the signs, the Anomaly Hunter's exclusive office was on the third floor. Sun Hang was about to take the elevator upstairs, but as the doors opened, a familiar face happened to meet his gaze.

"I rushed over as soon as I heard you were back at the institute!" the one-eyed female researcher said rapidly. "Honestly, even if you hadn't returned, I would have contacted you!"

She had already shed her tactical-style field uniform and changed into the white lab coat that almost everyone in the institute wore. However, her long, silver-white hair was still stained with a lot of lime dust. It was clear that this girl had rushed into the lab right after returning from the scene, as eager as a virgin groom on his wedding night.

A standard-issue identification badge hung on her chest, displaying her photo, title, and name.

"Level Two Researcher, Adele Song Yarong."

"Uh? Should I call you Adele, or Song Yarong?" Sun Hang asked.

"Either is fine. My mother is of British descent, and my father is of Yan-Huang descent. They argued for a long time about my name, and in the end, they had to compromise," she said with a helpless shrug. "But everyone in the institute is more used to calling me by my Chinese name."

"Alright... By the way, did you need something from me?"

"Follow me!" Song Yarong pulled Sun Hang into the elevator and pressed the button for the third basement level.

Third Basement Level, Temporary Containment Room.

Through the thick safety glass, Sun Hang could see the aberrant long blade floating in a completely suspended state, "lying flat" on a long platform. Apart from the long blade and this platform of unknown material, there was nothing else in the containment room.

"Floating?" Sun Hang was slightly taken aback. He recalled that when he was wielding the aberrant long blade to fight the Tai Sui, he hadn't felt its weight... Could its "ability" be related to gravity?

Song Yarong took out a round prosthetic eyeball from her lab coat pocket, wiped it with the corner of her coat, and then "plop" – inserted it into the empty eye socket.

The prosthetic eye rolled around in the socket a couple of times before focusing on the aberrant long blade through the glass. The next second, a faint blue light shot out from the pupil of the prosthetic eye, passing through the glass and landing on the surface of the aberrant long blade.

A dashed outline appeared on the glass, and from Sun Hang's perspective, this outline perfectly enclosed the aberrant long blade.

"The outline you see is the range of gravitational anomaly around 'J2796'," Song Yarong said. "The reason you were able to lift it and fight the 'Tai Sui' is largely due to this anomaly canceling out its own weight."

"Are you trying to tell me this thing was already an anomaly before it came into contact with the 'Tai Sui'?" Sun Hang frowned slightly.

It seemed his deliberate guidance earlier had been completely in vain.

Fortunately, the "Taotie's" ability was too versatile, and the "ability" of this aberrant long blade wasn't outrageously extreme, making it possible to derive a "reasonable explanation"...

"Yes, based on my personal judgment, the source of 'J2796's' anomalization infection is most likely you," Song Yarong said. "You not only created its physical form but also endowed it with the meme of the Anomalization Virus... Therefore, you are the creator of the anomaly 'J2796' in the truest sense."

Her words were filled with irrepressible excitement and eagerness. Her good eye stared intently at Sun Hang, as if she had discovered some priceless treasure.

"Since this thing can affect gravity, can I fly if I hold it?" Sun Hang asked.

"Theoretically, yes, but only theoretically," Song Yarong replied.

"Theoretically... what does that mean?"

"J2796's gravitational anomaly field can only extend about two centimeters beyond its physical body. If you want to completely counteract human gravity with it..." Song Yarong paused for half a second before continuing, "then you would have to mash the human body into a paste and evenly coat the surface of J2796..."

"Are all you researchers this morbid?" Sun Hang imagined the abstract scene and subconsciously thought of the minced meat skewers sold at street barbecue stalls.

The way those were made was by chopping beef and pork, mixing them with various spices and seasonings, and then wrapping them around a skewer to grill. To be honest, if this aberrant long blade were scaled down proportionally, its shape was quite similar to the skewer used for grilling meat.

"Unless you can find a way to change the range of its gravitational anomaly field..." Song Yarong suddenly turned her head, her eyes shining as she stared at Sun Hang. "You can do it... right?"

"Uh... Actually, I'm not sure how I 'created' it," Sun Hang said, scratching the back of his head.

He was telling the truth.

He realized that he harbored many secrets, but he couldn't remember any of them. Whenever he tried to recall them, his brain would immediately respond with unbearable pain.

"I actually have a suggestion," a white male researcher suddenly pushed the door open and walked in, looking at Sun Hang. "Since you were able to gather the rebar from the ruins to form this weapon, you must be able to change its shape... If you simply turn it into armor that covers your entire body, you might be able to counteract your entire body's gravity."

"Ment, can't you knock before entering?" Song Yarong cast a displeased glance at the male researcher and complained.

"The temporary containment room is a public area within the institute, not your private residence," the researcher named Ment said with a smile and a shrug. "Adele, you shouldn't monopolize this research topic for your own selfish desires."

"But I won't let an idiot like you get involved either. Setting aside whether J2796 will retain its original properties after its external shape is reshaped... even if the gravitational anomaly field still exists, the maximum range it can affect is only two centimeters below the surface of the body. According to your logic, if you really want to counteract human gravity this way, you should melt J2796 into liquid and inject it into the human's blood vessels... I really don't know how you passed the researcher entrance exam. You didn't get in through the back door, did you?"

"Adele... we're all colleagues, and we see each other every day. It's best not to speak so harshly," Ment's eyes flashed with a hint of embarrassment and anger. He said in a deep voice, "The institute is short-handed right now, and we should focus our limited research resources on the most suitable areas. The research topic of J2796 should be taken over by me, an expert in materials science... Your main focus is biology; you should be dissecting the beasts mutated by the Blood Moon in the South City Public Cemetery."

"Cough, cough, both of you, stop arguing for a moment," Sun Hang deliberately coughed twice, interrupting the two arguing individuals. Then he looked at Ment and asked in a very sincere tone, "Mr... uh, Researcher Ment, if you were to take over this research project, you wouldn't actually melt this thing into molten iron and inject it into my veins, would you?"

"...Of course not!" Ment's expression froze, and he glared fiercely at Song Yarong. "I just think I can offer you more valuable suggestions..."