The Anomaly Research Institute personnel arrived a little later than the City Defense Guard. Aside from the "cleaners" wrapped head to toe in white protective suits, Yang Qi, Yang Lian, and Wang Xiyi had come as well.
Sun Hang noticed that Yang Qi had heavy dark circles beneath her eyes. Her once-smooth hair was greasy and clumped together, and although she had changed into a fresh white lab coat, a strong smell of coffee still clung to her. Clearly, she had thrown herself straight into work after returning from the anomalous spacetime, without even having time to shower.
"Have you been pulling all-nighters until now?" Sun Hang looked her over and sighed. "You're way too dedicated..."
"The institute is severely understaffed. There's nothing we can do about it." Yang Qi sighed. "Oh, right. Thanks to your timely rescue, Song Yarong is out of danger. It's just that..."
"It's just that what?" Sun Hang asked.
"She survived, but she became an infected." Yang Qi said. "Fortunately, she was infected by Tai Sui's meme. This meme is relatively mild and easy to control. Aside from its one flaw, it can even grant her physical recovery abilities far beyond those of ordinary people..."
"What's that one flaw?"
"Tai Sui's meme has primary and secondary strains. The holder of the primary meme has absolute control over the holders of the secondary memes." Yang Qi continued. "In other words, with a single thought, you can easily decide whether she lives or dies."
"Oh, then it's fine." Sun Hang curled his lip. "I'm not interested in controlling other people."
"I know that." Yang Qi looked at Sun Hang with certainty. "So the road ahead is hers to choose. She can become an Anomaly Hunter, or she can remain at the institute as a researcher."
"With how