Chen Jing looked at Sun Hang with extreme astonishment—is this young Hunter’s access level higher than even a senior researcher at Dubhe Tower?

Chen Jing remembered clearly that his father told him that at Dubhe Tower, even a senior researcher wanting to use the supercomputer directly must go through multiple layers of approval, and the process must be kept confidential with no data leaking out. Yet, this person actually "lent" the access to dialogue with the main brain to an outsider like him...

If this is a violation, not only would the young Hunter bear immense responsibility, but even he... even the Chen Family would be implicated.

For a moment, Chen Jing wondered if this might be a trap—but he quickly dismissed the thought.

The ability to converse directly with the main brain would make it unnecessary for someone to use a trap to frame the Chen Family, wouldn’t it? That person would not need to resort to framing...

With just a careless remark, he could bring the Chen Family, one of the three great families of Dragon City, with nearly a hundred years of effort across four generations, to ruin overnight... Chen Jing had no doubt about it.

"Can I... can I really ask?" Chen Jing’s fingers trembled slightly.

"Yes." Sun Hang responded with a slightly dismissive nasal sound.

Perhaps... perhaps it’s merely a data retrieval program written by borrowing the computing power of the main brain, nesting civilian or military AI program frameworks in it...

Chen Jing forced himself to calm down, placing his hands on the keyboard.

Before he pressed the first key, a gentle female voice emerged from the computer speakers: "Hello, I am the main control supercomputer of Dubhe Tower. How may I assist you?"

"I... I want to..." Chen Jing’s lips moved slightly. If this voice truly came from the main brain, there were many things he wanted to ask... But doing so might really land him in big trouble.

After a fierce internal struggle, he forcibly discarded those thoughts and directly asked: "Can you tell me the cause of Jin Hongyi’s infection?" 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"Sure." The main brain responded, "According to the data obtained from on-site observations, Jin Hongyi’s infection likely falls under the category of ’emotional anomaly transformation’, where negative emotions from intelligent beings accumulate to a critical threshold, causing a transformative anomaly mimetic within the body. This infection method shows no prior symptoms, has no external source, and can occur under any circumstance. It’s one of the most dangerous and hardest-to-prevent infection methods."

"Does he have a chance of survival?" Chen Jing asked again, "Is he considered an infected individual or an anomaly?"

"After emergency stabilization measures, Jin Hongyi’s infection process is temporarily under control," the main brain answered, "However, determining whether he has completely transformed into an anomaly will require further testing."

"Are there examples of similar infections? Can humans who underwent emotional anomaly transformation be rescued?"

"Yes, in year 4592 of the Chinese Almanac, in the European Union, a soldier named Tom Collins was critically injured and near death on the battlefield. After his unit abandoned him and retreated comprehensively, Tom, who should have been just a corpse, stood up shouting. Through sheer physical strength alone, he overturned a 67-ton heavy tank and tore apart 42 enemy soldiers under heavy fire before being killed.

After Tom’s death, the enemy sought to recover his remains, but they were utterly pulverized, and with the technology of the time, recovery was impossible, leaving no samples or research reports. Based on the limited information available, it was determined that Tom Collins underwent an emotional anomaly transformation in a state of near-death, with ’anger’ or ’despair’ believed to be the emotions causing the transformation.

Tom Collins was referred to by enemy soldiers as ’Berserker’, and this emotional mimetic has tentatively been named as such. However, due to insufficient evidence supporting the event’s authenticity, this anomaly mimetic hasn’t been formally archived.

"Berserker... that’s a good name," Sun Hang suddenly said, "If Jin Hongyi becomes a Hunter, his codename will be ’Berserker’. If he turns into an anomaly, then this anomaly will also be called ’Berserker’... it fits well!"

"Are you planning to take him to Egypt?" Candle Dragon’s expression suddenly turned strange.

"Why not?" Sun Hang replied.

"Even with his infection process controlled, combining his original personality with this emotional mimetic influence poses a high risk of losing control..."

"Then keep him frozen completely, thawing him out only when combat is needed," Sun Hang said, "Apart from the Berserker mimetic, I’ve found another trait in him."

"What trait?"

"After being infected with the Berserker mimetic, he developed an extremely strong rejection of all alien mimetics," Sun Hang explained, "He acts like an insulator, immune to any foreign influence; the description ’immune to all toxins’ wouldn’t be far off, for any alien mimetic that comes into contact with or enters his body will face intense rejection... If Taotie can absorb all mimetic types, his condition serves as Taotie’s antonym."

"In other words, by virtue of this trait alone, he is a strategic personified weapon," Sun Hang stated, "Remember Chimera 17? If we had opened a hole in Chimera 17 and tossed him inside, I bet Chimera 17 would have had a tough time."

Their voices were soft, coupled with Chen Jing’s focused attention on the files about Tom Collins that the main brain had brought up, resulting in him not hearing their conversation, nor realizing Sun Hang had already determined Jin Hongyi as a candidate for Egypt.

...

"What do you plan to do next?" Seeing Chen Jing had finished reading those files, Sun Hang approached, closed the laptop, patted Chen Jing’s shoulder, and asked.

"I must admit, we underestimated the target anomaly’s strength," Chen Jing sighed, "Dealing with these sub-anomalies is already taxing for us, and entering the trap area may confront us with stronger individuals. So we won’t launch attacks on the traps until reinforcements arrive."

"Reinforcements? What reinforcements do you mean? Those people rushing from across the Confederation?" Sun Hang asked.

"Something like that," Chen Jing nodded, "I’ve already sent back the situation here to Dragon City; the three families are forming a second hunting party led by the Bai Family’s young lady. Besides local Hunters and mercenaries in Dragon City, we’ll also consider recruiting those coming from elsewhere. They will depart after brief coordination training from Dragon City, and are expected to arrive within ten days."

"Ten days... seems the supplies might fall short," Sun Hang remarked.

"We’ve brought supplies sufficient for three months; you can use them as needed," Chen Jing immediately responded.

"I meant those people," Sun Hang pointed at Charles’ group. Initially, these Hunters and mercenaries came for treasure hunting, not participating in large-scale hunts like this. Therefore, they didn’t carry much ammunition or food, and now, nearly a week has passed since they left Yumen, leaving many running short on supplies.

Especially fresh water—although the Gobi Desert in the Hexi Corridor isn’t a desert, fresh water is still extremely scarce. It rarely rains, and the few water sources available are polluted by anomalies, not even suitable for washing, let alone drinking.