"Right!" Yang Qi suddenly seemed to remember something and shifted the topic, "Where's Sun Hang? How is Sun Hang doing now? What's the result of his meme analysis?"

"It's out too..." As soon as Sun Hang was mentioned, the researcher's expression looked constipated, "It's very strange, his situation is very strange... If Night Slayer's change just now was shocking, then Sun Hang's change is completely baffling..."

"Baffling? What do you mean?" Yang Qi moved Wang Xiyi's meme analysis report aside and opened another report labeled with Sun Hang's ID.

"His meme frequency... hasn't changed at all," the researcher said, "It's too strange, he absorbed so many mutated berserk memes, why isn't there any change at all?"

The meme frequency in the report showed many complex curves, but when Yang Qi moved the curves from both charts to the same position, she noticed they almost completely overlapped, with only a minor allowable error from the detection process.

The previous chart was the record of Sun Hang's meme frequency before the experiment started, and the lower chart showed his current meme frequency.

Although the current memes are measured remotely using wireless equipment, which might not be as precise as the previous measurement, even with errors, these curves shouldn't completely overlap!

Could it be... could it be the Black Dragon's meme was absorbed and assimilated by Taotie? Yang Qi pondered, recalling the segment of the meme she had just observed... that "contradictory yet harmonious" "melody"...

She thrust the tablet back into the hands of the researcher and quickly ran back to the monitoring device she was using.

The meme belonging to Sun Hang that the device monitored was almost identical to the records in the reporter's files, and Yang Qi took a deep breath, swiftly scrolling the mouse wheel to review the monitoring records.

Once, twice, three times...

Yang Qi checked back and forth a dozen times, and all the recorded meme frequency curves were the same...

The "anomalous record" during the absorption process seemed to be deleted without a trace, with no sign of it remaining in the equipment.

"How could this happen..." Yang Qi murmured in a daze, "How could it disappear..."

Those "messy" frequencies and fragments, that song with its eerie beauty... all seemed like mere imagination, events that never happened in reality...

"Who else recorded the entire meme frequency change of Sun Hang?" Yang Qi shouted at the other researchers, "Gather all the data! Now! Immediately! Right away!"

"What's wrong?" The old director turned around and looked over, "Is there something abnormal with his data?"

"Uh..." Yang Qi was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, "No irregularities... but it's really unreasonable for there to be no change in meme frequency before and after."

"You seem somewhat tense?"

"No, no... I'm just urging everyone to return to their workstations..." Yang Qi explained, "Everyone here is a professional researcher, but they're behaving like curious onlookers... It's really embarrassing for our institute."

"Haha... It's human nature, human nature," the old director chuckled, "Don't be too harsh on your colleagues; be careful not to alienate them."

"..." Yang Qi pressed her lips together, then nodded firmly, "Understood, Professor."

Sun Hang's data was quickly all transmitted to Yang Qi's computer, and she checked it one by one, finding it indistinguishable from what she monitored.

"Were you watching the whole time? Was there any abnormal situation during the recording?" Yang Qi asked the researchers.

"I was watching Night Slayer's data all the time; these records were automatically recorded by the computer," one researcher said, "But even if there's an error, it shouldn't be that significant, right?"

"Yeah, I personally don't think there's any problem with this data," another researcher said, "I think we should focus our work on Night Slayer... Although her meme is stabilizing, nobody knows whether there's a possibility of mutation; after all, there are similar precedents..."

"..." Yang Qi hesitated and finally just waved at others, taking her tablet to one side.

"Yang Qi, hasn't your work intensity been a bit too much these days?" The old director moved beside Yang Qi in his electric wheelchair, "I think it's time to give you a vacation."

"Professor, are you kidding..." Yang Qi forced a smile, "Now is not the time for a holiday; a lot of things are waiting for me to handle... Even if you give me a vacation, I wouldn't be in the mood."

"There's an old saying, 'Sharpening the knife doesn't delay the chopping firewood,' you can't keep straining yourself all the time, be careful one day it goes 'pop' and the string snaps!" The old director frowned slightly and reproached.

"Sigh, let's not talk about this anymore." While organizing the items on the table, Yang Qi asked, "Professor, what's the situation over in Lizhou City?"

"Very tragic." The old director shook his head, "In the area where Qiang people live, there are one hundred seventy-six registered villages in the Lizhou City household management department; except for those moved to the resettlement area, none were spared."

"Hiss..." Yang Qi couldn't help but take a deep breath, "Casualties... Have missing persons statistics been compiled?"

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