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Chapter 7: Presentation and Essence 12
update icon Updated at 2025/5/31 17:10:12

"Yes, that's my decision, you old fart."

This response left Yan, who considered himself to have an unparalleled understanding of Ziong MingDe, completely speechless and stunned.

He wasn't unable to comprehend Ziong MingDe's meaning, he understood it very well, but it was precisely because he understood that he couldn't understand.

Well, it sounds contradictory, but it's true.

Because he understood, he couldn't understand.

Ziong MingDe, who had always pursued self-interest and endured unimaginable hardships to reach his current level of strength, was going to leave all of his achievements from the past decade to a personality that was created out of nothingness?

Yan couldn't understand. The Ziong MingDe he knew, the Ziong MingDe he understood, was not that kind of person. He was not the "warm and emotional" and weak person that the world saw him as.

But there is one thing to note.

Yan didn't feel any sadness, he was just stunned.

Just like a chemist carefully following the rules step by step during an experiment, doing the experiment perfectly, but getting unexpected results, he couldn't understand what exactly happened.

It took him a few minutes to react.

"I see, it's a matter of independence and isolation between personalities. MingDe, you've been invaded by 'Ziongzong.'"

Yan said this with a gleam in his eyes, for him as a researcher, there was nothing that made him happier than a new discovery.

"Even though I've never experienced this phenomenon in my own experiments, it happened to you. Is it because of the difference in brain age or is it related to you swapping control of the body? I think..."

"Shut up, you old fart. I'm not interested in your research and ramblings."

Ziong MingDe slammed the table with his hand, the sound helping him regain control of the conversation.

"I don't care about any of that. I came here to complete the experiment and give my body to 'Ziongzong'..."

At this point, Ziong MingDe glanced at Dr. Murata, who was standing by and looking a bit lost. After all, he couldn't understand Chinese and hadn't kept up with the conversation between Ziong MingDe and Yan.

"Isn't it about time to start preparing for the experiment, Dr. Murata?"

Startled by suddenly being addressed, Dr. Murata almost knocked off the instrument on the table. After hurriedly arranging the instrument, he finally responded to Ziong MingDe's question.

"Ah, yes. It's about time to start preparing for the experiment."

Saying so, Dr. Murata walked over to Yan, respectfully seeking his opinion.

Yan was still caught up in the previous conversation with Ziong MingDe and ignored Dr. Murata. Being ignored, Dr. Murata didn't have the courage to speak up again and could only stand there awkwardly, his face turning red.

Seeing this, Ziong MingDe walked directly in front of Yan, reaching out his hand as if to grab his collar and lift him up, but halfway through, his hand stopped.

Ziong MingDe crouched down, aligning his line of sight with Yan's sitting position, and then spoke.

"Hey, Yan, it's time to start preparing for the personality transfer experiment."

Yan's gaze met Ziong MingDe's, and although there was no conversation, it seemed that they exchanged some opinions through their eyes, causing Yan, who was still immersed in his scientific world just now, to reveal a meaningful smile.

"Although in this matter, you indeed have no room to fight back, let alone negotiate... But, let's do as you say," Yan said in a relaxed tone.

Perhaps, initially, Yan did not intend to make Ziong MingDe give up his body, after all, this experiment was only "demonstrative" in nature.

But in their recent eye contact, Yan saw in Ziong MingDe's eyes the determination to sacrifice everything for the experiment, so he made a concession.

A meaningless concession.

Similar to the decision of whether to step left or right foot first while walking, there was no need for any hesitation in this meaningless choice.

"Dr. Murata," Yan switched to Japanese and stood up, freeing Dr. Murata from his awkward state.

"I will trouble you to assist me in preparing for the experiment."