The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 645 Disagreement
Two o'clock in the afternoon, 50F, Baihu Hotel, Changyan District.

On the last night of the Crimson Tide, a "gas explosion" occurred on the highest floors of the White Lake Hotel, but Cangdao did not repair it.

The Qilin Trade Union restored the White Lake Hotel within two months.

The highest floors are still used as the union's dormitories, comprehensive leisure areas and shelters, but after losing Elder Baihu, the security minister, and many of his companions, the place has become quite deserted.

Most members either have their own private residences or are out on missions.

Suzaku was wearing a brown coat, beige loose slacks, a pair of red high heels, and holding four packed cups of hot milk tea in his hand. He was standing in a dedicated elevator and was about to go back to his suite.

"Ding--"

The elevator door opens.

Suzaku's eyes darkened. The special elevator opposite opened at the same time. There were two people standing inside. The elevator led to the platform of the underground capsule train. It seemed that the two people came from Shilong Village.

Yan Liang was still wearing a black cotton coat and a mask with a crooked face.

Standing next to him was a middle-aged man wearing a double-breasted black trench coat. He was tall and thin, with short black hair combed back, a wide forehead, a high nose bridge, a square chin, and a pair of exquisite rimless glasses, which gave him a rigorous and serious look. A calm but rigid feel.

This person's name is Bianyan, talent [Memory Tailor], serial number 44, spiritual system.

His apparent occupation was as a chief brain surgeon and he resigned last month.

Bianyan's talent can create a mental force field that accurately affects and interferes with the target's short-term memory, causing the opponent to suffer negative effects such as information loss and logical disorder.

If you look at him for too long, he can also accurately change, delete, fabricate and reorganize the other person's memory, completely changing the target's "life experience", thus changing or even reshaping the target's personality.

Bianyan used to be an elite member of the Suzaku team. Sometimes, he would use [Memory Tailor] to cooperate with Suzaku in treating physical and mental trauma for his teammates. In the past, Bianyan had a small amount of assistance in helping Jianghu get out of a desperate psychological situation.

Now, he is a subordinate of Elder Yanliang.

"Elder Suzaku." Bianyan took the initiative to greet his former boss, his words were clear and his voice was low and cold.

Suzaku nodded slightly in response.

The three of them walked out of the elevator at the same time.

"Elder Yanliang, what are you doing here?" Suzaku looked unhappy.

"I'm here to see Keyou." Yan Liang said.

"Is something wrong?"

"I heard that she lost her memory." Yan Liang said.

Suzaku said: "Yes."

"I plan to ask Bianyan to help her fabricate some memories and let her become a member of the union. Ke You's talent is very good. We will definitely need it later."

"No!" Zhuque guessed that Yan Liang had no good intentions.

"Elder Suzaku..."

"Don't try to convince me with your words." Suzaku was not being polite to Yan Liang:
"It's inhumane in the first place and very dangerous to implant a large number of false memories in a person who has complete amnesia."

"She has no real memory to support her. If one day she suddenly regains her original memory, she will suffer from memory disorder and mental breakdown, or she will become a madman at worst."

Yan Liang was silent for two seconds, then looked sideways at Bian Lian: "Is that so?" "Yes." Bian Lian answered truthfully, "The success rate of implanting memory is [-]%. If she recovers her memory, there is an [-]% chance of going crazy. .”

Bianyan adjusted his glasses and further explained: "Actually, I am better at improving memory. By lightly modifying the details of key memories, I can subtly change a person's personality and even outlook on life. This is time-consuming, but more reliable. Now, Keyou’s memory is so pitiful that I have no room for improvement.”

"Hmm." Yan Liang thought for a moment and then asked, "How likely is it to regain memory?"

Bianyan said: "This is metaphysics. It may never recover, it may recover in the next second."

"I think we can take a gamble." Yan Liang said.

"No!" Suzaku interrupted again: "The president has already handed over to me, and I don't allow you to do this."

"Elder Suzaku, this is a time of war..."

"So we should be more humane. If we lose people's hearts, we will lose the war sooner or later." Suzaku said firmly: "You can modify Keyou's memory at will today, but can you modify our memory at will tomorrow?"

"You are changing your mind." Yan Liang said calmly: "But you are from the rear team. If you are kind to the enemy, you are cruel to your own people."

"Ke is not considered an enemy, and she has not committed a heinous crime." Suzaku said, "Elder Yanliang, leave it to me, and I will use my own methods to get Ke to join the union again."

In fact, Suzaku has been doing this.

Half of the members of the Suzaku group are "problem people", such as Jianghu and Crow Shark, who were all rescued by Suzaku from the mental prison and made them companions.

Suzaku's tone became softer: "Elder Yanliang, I know you are thinking about the union. But your approach is not only inhumane, but also very dangerous. If you suddenly go crazy while performing a key task, the enemy will be dragged into the strange realm regardless of friend or foe. That would be a disaster."

"This possibility is very small." Yan Liang said.

"But it's not impossible." Suzaku refused to give in. "If you insist on doing this, I will ask for a meeting and a vote."

Yan Liang was not convinced by Suzaku. On the contrary, he felt that the person in front of him was still too young.

But he knew very well that if he insisted on doing this, even if he succeeded, he would have a great conflict with Suzaku, which would be a huge hidden danger and variable for the entire Kirin Union to win the war.

Yan Liang nodded slightly: "Okay, just do it your way, but you have to speed up."

"I'll try my best," Suzaku said.

Yanliang and Bianyan return to the elevator.

As the elevator door closed, Suzaku took a deep breath and readjusted himself.

She carried the packed milk tea and went directly to room 5021.

Suzaku knocked on the door, waited for a few seconds, and pressed the doorbell again, but still no one came to open the door.

Suzaku shook his head and sighed, took out his phone and quickly sent a text message.

Ten seconds later, the door opened.

Behind the door stood a boy in his 20s, wearing a pink sweatshirt with a cartoon-style mermaid princess printed on the chest.

He is thin and small, with messy curly light blue hair. His face is as pale as if he was malnourished. His eye sockets are deep and his eyes are big and black, but his eyes are a little dull, always staring below the horizon.

From Suzaku's perspective, he was staring at her breasts.

(End of this chapter)