Ten minutes later, the experiment began as scheduled.

Ziong MingDe lay on his back in the container, with various types of testing devices attached all over his body, including large and small tubes that connected him to the container and then to the precision instruments in this spacious laboratory.

Unlike typical surgical experiments, Ziong MingDe had to remain fully conscious throughout the entire process, without any anesthesia whatsoever.

This was not because he possessed the same kind of indomitable spirit as Guan Gong in scraping the bones to cure poison, but rather due to the nature of the experiment.

He had to be fully awake to carry out this experiment, extremely so.

In this laboratory, all the instruments and personnel served only auxiliary and monitoring roles. The actual execution of the experiment, or surgery, was performed by Ziong MingDe himself.

Virtual personality creation and transfer techniques, or rather skills and abilities, were taught by Yan to Ziong MingDe.

Due to age-related issues, particularly organ aging, especially in the brain, Yan was no longer able to perform the task personally. At that time, Ziong MingDe was merely learning this skill from Yan out of curiosity.

Ziong MingDe had once believed that learning skills related to personality creation was something he took the initiative to do, but now it seemed that it was all part of Yan's plan to research this technology.

Putting aside these thoughts, at this very moment, as the protagonist of this experiment, Ziong MingDe had to detach his own personality and, with the assistance of external devices, transfer it to a new body, leaving only the personality of "Ziongzong" in his own body.

Being exceptionally meticulous in his thinking, he even helped fill in false memories for "Ziongzong", memories that wouldn't contradict past events too much and could fill the memory gaps during the time when Ziong MingDe himself controlled the body - these "daily" memories.

He wanted the previous "Ziongzong", who had lived in Kyoto, to continue living as a real person, rather than easily dissipating like smoke in the wind of time.

For those who knew the truth and the principles, the main battlefield of the experiment was in Ziong MingDe's brain, but from an external perspective, it was reflected in the busy crowd in the laboratory.

Yan was the commander in the laboratory.

He requested five assistants from Dr. Murata and directed them himself to carry out the core experimental tasks.

The rest of the people were led by Dr. Murata, responsible for assistance and other miscellaneous matters.

Metaphorically speaking, this experiment was like an F1 Formula race.

Ziong MingDe was the driver, remaining awake and calm throughout, leading the driving.

Yan was the team leader of the engineering team, responsible for directing the maintenance and adjustment of the car to ensure Ziong MingDe could drive in the most optimal condition. Dr. Murata was the assistant team leader, working together with Yan.

There were no competitors in this race, only Ziong MingDe on the track.

However, this track was extremely dangerous, and neither Ziong MingDe nor Yan had more than thirty to forty percent certainty in successfully completing the entire race.

And thus, this race, where even a slight error could result in the destruction of the car and loss of life, began.

Manranyama Uminari, the sponsor of the racing team, was already sitting in a corner of the laboratory, with a wide view and without interfering with anyone.

For him, the successful completion of this experiment carries significant importance, and that is the fundamental reason why he sponsored it.

In the main battlefield of the laboratory, Yan stared at the numbers on several monitors while calmly commanding his assistants to perform precise operations and adjustments.

Although everything seemed orderly, the tense atmosphere made everyone hold their breath, not even daring to let their heart beat too hard, for fear of breaking the delicate balance before them.

"Mr. Yan, everything is ready."

Dr. Murata shouted loudly from his position.

"Mingde, are you ready?"

Yan stood beside the container where Ziong Mingde lay, looking down at him.

In order to concentrate, Ziong Mingde had closed his eyes and did not intend to open them until the experiment was over, but he could still imagine the expression on Yan's face as he looked down at him.

On Yan's face, there wouldn't be the caring, worried expression between loved ones, but rather... a mixture of excitement, nervousness, and unease that scientists have when dealing with extraordinarily challenging experimental subjects.

— But what does it matter.

"We can start anytime."

Ziong Mingde calmly gave a positive reply.

"Alright, everyone, get ready. The experiment begins."

As Yan's voice fell, the experiment officially began.