Gong Yao removed his hood, revealing a cold and calm expression on his fair face.

Rex, who was outside the lab, went up to him: "Yao, is it over?"

"Um."

"Those old foxes in the research department only agreed to hand over half of the video, saying that the other half was damaged and needed to be repaired."

Rex frowned, displeased, and said, "I think that's just an excuse; they're just trying to stall for time!"

Gong Yao said calmly, "It's normal. After all, the consensus we reached was that they would record me, and I would not interfere with their illegal execution of the host."

"In their view, the whereabouts of the experimental subjects are currently unknown, and if all the videos are handed over at this time, it would be equivalent to putting all the chips on the table."

"After that, they had no room for maneuver, and naturally they were at a disadvantage in negotiations."

“That seems to be true.” Rex suddenly realized. “So from the beginning, you didn’t expect them to accept all your conditions, did you?”

"Hmm." Gong Yao came to the table, opened the drawer, and took out the small tin box inside.

Inside was a syringe about the thickness of a thumb, and a scarlet liquid lay in a glass container, resembling thick, unyielding blood.

Rex watched as Gong Yao calmly inserted the syringe into his upper arm and couldn't help but speak up to remind him.

"Yao, haven't you been using the replenishment fluid a little too frequently lately?"

"I know you have amazing physical skills, but you can't be this reckless."

"The instructions clearly state that each use must be under the supervision of a professional physician, with strict dosage control and careful injection."

"But what about you? Just the one you're holding right now is already several hundred times over the safety threshold."

The light shone on Gong Yao's profile, illuminating the slight curves between his brows.

Seeing him frown, Rex quickly stepped forward to ask him what was wrong.

"What's wrong? Is it an adverse reaction to the over-injection? Are you feeling nauseous and want to vomit?"

"No." Gong Yao interrupted him coldly and removed the syringe from his body.

"I was just thinking about things."

Rex stared at the needle, which was bent at a 45-degree angle, and opened his mouth as if to speak but hesitated.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he obediently swallowed back the words of dissuasion.

Forget it, I'm probably not the same species as him, so I shouldn't compare myself to him using conventional physical abilities.

Rex coughed twice, changing the subject: "So, what information did you get from that half of the video?"

Gong Yao looked up at Lin Zhenzhen, who was not far away.

She was still unconscious, lying on a plain silver metal bed frame, her head wrapped with colorful metal wires, her face pale and somewhat frightening.

"My memories of this little world have indeed been altered."

Gong Yao then recounted the unanswered questions that remained unresolved.

After listening to his account, Rex rubbed his forehead, looking somewhat bewildered.

"So, originally you didn't have the character Lin Zhenzhen in your memories, and you were also unaware of the existence of another host in the small world?"

"Furthermore, based on the existing clues, it's highly likely that another host was behind it all, leading to your failure in that small world mission?"

“That’s right.” Gong Yao glanced at Rex. “This world is strange from beginning to end.”

It is not uncommon for two hosts to coexist in a small world.

Just like the first small world Lin Zhenzhen entered after arriving at the quick transmigration system.

They often have a clear division of labor, with one person as the main quest leader and the other as the assistant. After the main quest is completed, contribution points are distributed according to their respective contributions.

Even in a dual-host world, the system will inform you of the situation in advance.

Because once there is information asymmetry, it is easy for malicious competition to arise in order to compete for contribution points.

"However, it's also possible that the other host used some irregular methods."

"After all, the previous Minister of Investigation didn't have your iron-fisted methods. He only valued data and turned a blind eye to the chaos in the quick transmigration world."

Rex suddenly realized something: "Wait, Lin Zhenzhen is here too, so doesn't that mean this small world has three hosts?"

Gong Yao lowered his eyes and slowly shook his head: "She is not the host."

"At present, Lin Zhenzhen in this small world is more like the original NPC character, and knows nothing about the host and the mission."

"Huh?" Rex was completely bewildered. "What... what's going on? She's clearly intertwined with your real memories, how could she be an NPC in this transmigration world?"

"I'd like to know that too."

Rex paced back and forth, his expression anxious: "And at that time you were already the number one host on the overall list. I don't understand, who has the ability to remove her from your memory?"

“Zheng Rong,” Gong Yao suddenly spoke up.

"What?"

"The name of another host in the small world."

"Zheng Rong? That's a complete stranger. I have no recollection of him at all. What, you suspect he did all of this?"

“I’m not sure,” Gong Yao frowned, “but I do feel like I’ve seen him somewhere before.”

"That makes sense. A host who can be matched with you in the same small world can't possibly be an nobody."

Rex stood there deep in thought for a long time, but when he looked up, he found that Gong Yaoren was gone.