I created a foundation

Chapter 0018: Don’t be afraid, I’ll use a baseball bat to help you lose your memory physically

The twisted kagune of the parasitic beast roared towards Eriri's face like four poisonous snakes looking for a fatal weakness.

Eriri's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints in sheer terror. She could clearly see the pulsating blood vessels on the kagune's surface and the cold glint of its sharp edges. Her mind went blank, her body too rigid to react.

At this critical moment, Lin Qing, who had been standing aside and watching the show like an outsider, finally moved.

His figure blurred slightly in Eriri's vision, as if there was a momentary delay in the TV signal. The next second, he appeared in front of Eriri like a ghost, using his broad back to completely shield the girl from the fatal attack.

The four claws that were powerful enough to pierce through steel plates were easily grabbed by a hand that appeared out of thin air when they were only a few centimeters away from Lin Qing's back.

No, not catch.

It is clamped.

Lin Qing only stretched out his index finger and middle finger, and as if pinching four fragile straws, he firmly imprisoned the four madly struggling claws containing terrifying power between his fingers.

For the first time, the parasitic beast's inhuman eyes revealed a fear even deeper and more intense than when it had been kicked away by Kasumigaoka Utaha. It found that, in front of this man, all its strength was as small as an ant.

"It's noisy."

There was a hint of displeasure in Lin Qing's tone, as if his mood had been disturbed.

He used two fingers and applied slight force.

"Crack——!"

With a sound that made one's teeth ache and bones break, the four extremely tough claws were broken off at the root by him!

The parasitic beast let out a silent wail of extreme pain, and its entire body twitched violently from the excruciating pain.

Lin Qing didn't give it any more chances. He loosened his fingers, letting the four broken pieces of the herring fall helplessly to the ground, transforming into black liquid. He took a step forward and delivered a seemingly ordinary straight punch, without any fancy moves, directly into the parasitic beast's chest.

"Boom."

An extremely dull sound was heard, as if a huge hammer was hitting an ancient bell.

The parasitic beast's massive body instantly collapsed, as if all its bones had been pulled out. A deep, hollow hole appeared in its chest, stretching from front to back. The light in its eyes quickly dimmed, and it completely lost its life force.

The battle ends here.

Clean, neat, and full of unreasonable, overwhelming violent aesthetics.

Lin Qing shook his hands, as if he had done something insignificant. Then, he turned around and walked towards the blonde girl who was still in a trance with her worldview collapsed.

Eriri stared blankly at him as he walked towards her. She subconsciously tried to step back, but she found that her legs were already unable to move due to exhaustion.

Lin Qing stopped in front of her, his heart-poundingly kind smile put back on his face, and he spoke in a businesslike tone as if summarizing the incident.

"Sawamura Spencer Eriri-san, huh?"

Eriri nodded subconsciously.

"Very good." Lin Qing smiled. "First of all, thank you for your active cooperation. You successfully lured this 'dangerous experimental subject' that escaped from the laboratory, allowing us to capture it smoothly. Your actions are worthy of recognition."

Experimental subject? Lure?

Eriri's mind was in a mess and she had no idea what the other person was saying.

"However," Lin Qing changed the subject, his tone becoming serious, "according to the regulations of our organization, in order to prevent unnecessary panic and information leakage, all ordinary people who witnessed the 'abnormal incident' need to undergo memory erasure."

Memory... erased?

This word made Eriri's heart suddenly shrink.

"How...how to clear it?" she asked in a trembling voice with tears in her eyes, and an extremely ominous premonition arose in her heart.

"Don't be afraid." At this moment, the smile on Lin Qing's face seemed extremely "kind" and "professional".

He raised his right hand and casually waved it in the air in front of him under Eriri's horrified and confused gaze.

The next second, a scene occurred that completely violated the laws of physics and dealt a heavy blow to Eriri's worldview once again.

A genuine baseball bat, gleaming with a cold metallic luster, appeared in his hand out of thin air and without any warning.

It was an aluminum alloy baseball bat, which reflected a cold light under the streetlight, like the smile of the god of death.

Eriri's pupils instantly shrank into the most dangerous needle-like shapes.

Lin Qing was like a professional TV shopping salesman. He weighed the heavy baseball bat in his hand and let it make a whirring sound in the air that made people's scalps numb.

He explained in detail to Eriri, who was almost fainting from fright, with a professional tone full of scientific rigor, like a top surgeon introducing a surgical plan, and smiled.

"Don't worry, Sawamura-kun. This is a highly effective, fast, and safe 'high-precision physical amnesia treatment' that has been proven through numerous clinical trials."

"Its principle is to use an instantaneous, highly concentrated kinetic energy impact to precisely target a specific area at the back of the brain, commonly known as the occipital lobe. This temporarily blocks the hippocampus's ability to consolidate short-term memories, thereby causing controlled, selective retrograde amnesia."

"To put it simply," he pointed the tip of the bat gently and suggestively at the back of Eriri's head, "I'm going to use this bat to hit the back of your head at a very precise speed and angle. Then, you'll completely forget everything that happened tonight, but it won't affect your drawing skills or the complex fanfiction settings you've memorized."

He added at the end, with a smile as bright as an angel's.

"Please trust my professionalism. I guarantee that my blow will be perfectly timed and will not leave any sequelae like a concussion."

Listening to this serious "explanation" filled with all kinds of professional terms that I don't understand, but the core content is extremely terrifying.

Eriri's face had gone from pale to a deathly grey.

She looked at the "kind" smile on Lin Qing's face, and then at the metal bat in his hand that was flashing with cold murderous intent.

She had no doubt that this man, this real "monster" who had just punched a monster through its body, could absolutely, absolutely, absolutely do what he said!

"No...don't...don't come over here!"

She let out a sob-like cry, like a deer cornered on the edge of a cliff. She backed away on her hands and knees, her back pressed tightly against the cold wall, with no way to retreat.

Lin Qing, smiling, approached her step by step.

He slowly raised the baseball bat in his hand.

Chapter 0019: Wait! Her father is a diplomat, he can be of use!

A cold, metallic baseball bat was slowly raised in Eriri's sight, blocking out the dim light of the street lamp and casting a shadow symbolizing death.

She could clearly feel the breeze from the bat brushing against her cheek, a chill that bit her bones. She could even smell the faint lingering scent of motor oil and rust. Her heart pounded wildly in her chest, a sound so loud it threatened to burst her eardrums. Her life, her unfinished fanfiction, her room in the mansion filled with figurines... everything flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.

She completely gave up resistance, closed her eyes in despair, and waited for the heavy blow that would shatter all her memories and dignity.

"Wait, President!"

At this critical moment, a cold, heavenly female voice suddenly sounded, forcibly ending the impending "physical amnesia surgery."

Eriri suddenly opened her eyes and saw that Kasumigaoka Utaha had walked to Lin Qing's side at some point, stretched out her hand and stopped his arm from swinging down.

"What?" Lin Qing stopped, turned his head, and looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha with a slightly displeased look, as if asking "Why are you disturbing me at work?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's expression was now filled with an unprecedented solemnity and seriousness. She seemed completely unaffected by the strange and tense atmosphere before her, and instead began her report with an extremely professional and efficient demeanor.

"President, just now, while you were fighting the 'experimental subject,' I used my portable terminal to urgently look up Sawamura-san's background information." She spoke quickly, but each word was crystal clear and full of logic. "I think that directly performing a memory-wiping procedure on her might be... a waste of resources."

"Oh?" Lin Qing raised his eyebrows, seeming to be interested, but he did not put down the bat in his hand.

Seeing that Lin Qing seemed to be wavering, Kasumigaoka Utaha immediately continued, "Sawamura Spencer Eriri, sixteen years old. Her father, Sawamura Spencer Robert, is currently a diplomat and first secretary at the British Embassy in Japan. Her mother, Sawamura Sayuri, is from a prominent local family and owns her own art investment company."

She paused and threw out another piece of information that surprised Lin Qing.

"Furthermore, she is Kashiwagi Eri, a renowned and incredibly popular fan artist within the anime community. She holds an immense influence within youth subcultures. Her work can easily influence ticket sales at a major anime convention."

Kasumigaoka Utaha's eyes gleamed with the calculating glint of a wise counselor. She offered her own suggestions in a calm and persuasive voice.

"President, an individual with official connections, business connections, and the influence of public opinion is a very rare strategic resource. I believe that rather than rudely erasing her memory and pushing her back to a state of ignorance, it would be better to... develop her into our foundation's 'peripheral network' and 'information node' within high society and official circles."

"Her family background can provide us with official facilitation when necessary, and even allow us to interfere with official investigations into 'abnormal events.' Her fame can play an unexpected role when we need to guide public opinion or release processed information."

"In summary," Kasumigaoka Utaha made her final statement, "the potential value of developing her into an external member is far greater than erasing her memory."

Listening to Kasumigaoka Utaha's clear and logical analysis, Eriri, who was still slumped on the ground, started beating wildly again with her heart that had sunk to the bottom of the valley.

For the first time, she discovered that her family background and status, which she had always been proud of but now felt was worthless, actually... had this kind of use?

Utilize the value!

I... I am still useful!

This thought, like a flash of lightning that pierced the darkness, instantly illuminated her heart, which was shrouded in fear and despair. Her instinct for survival erupted at this moment.

She no longer cared about the dignity of a young lady, and nodded vigorously, like a chicken pecking at rice, echoing Kasumigaoka Utaha's words in an almost pleading, crying voice.

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes! She's right! I... I'm very useful! My paintings sell very well, and I'm very rich! My father is a diplomat, and my mother knows a lot of people! I... I'm very useful! Don't... don't hit me!"

After listening to Kasumigaoka Utaha's analysis, Lin Qing looked at the blonde girl on the ground who was desperately trying to sell herself in order to survive, and finally slowly put down the baseball bat in his hand.

He touched his chin, showing an expression of pretending to be thoughtful, with his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was really seriously and difficultly weighing the pros and cons of the two options of "knock them out with one blow to save trouble" and "developing external connections to gain long-term benefits".

His silence made the air oppressive again.

With his silence, Eriri's heart rose to her throat, and she was so nervous that she almost stopped breathing.

She saw Lin Qing and Kasumigaoka Utaha exchange a meaningful look that she could not understand at all.

After a full half minute, just when Ying Lili was about to suffocate from excessive tension, Lin Qing seemed to have finally made up his mind and sighed long and somewhat "reluctantly".

"Alright," he said in a tone that sounded a bit "troublesome." "Since you, the 'general manager', have said so, Shiyu, then this time, let's follow your plan."

He waved his hand casually, and the metal baseball bat that was flashing with a cold light once again disappeared out of thin air in front of Eriri's eyes, which were already numb with shock.

"call……"

Eriri felt as if she had been pardoned. All her strength was drained from her body and she collapsed completely on the ground, gasping for breath. The feeling of relief at surviving the disaster almost made her cry.

She was saved.