Doctor Amnesiac, but not completely amnesiac

The man looked at Kashena in confusion, and Black Snake finally confirmed his guess.

It's confirmed that this guy is the kind of person who would dig a hole for others and then be tripped by the soil he dug before leaving.

Kasheina felt a sense of relief. The current Qiao Yelan made her feel a little human again, instead of being a being that could make people breathless just by watching his movements.

But——it seems a little strange.

With Qiao Yelan's ability, he shouldn't be able to discover this problem of his own, right?

And why would he subconsciously ignore the part of examining himself?

Obviously with Qiao Yelan's personality, he would never ignore this part.

unless......

Unless there is one more person.

A person who can communicate with Qiao Yelan anytime and anywhere and help him fill in the gaps. This person helps him fill all the loopholes, so that even Qiao Yelan himself is not aware of his fatal weaknesses.

This shows another thing -

This person can understand all of Qiao Yelan's operations and assist in all of Qiao Yelan's plans.

That person is also a devil.

It can even be said that Qiao Yelan and that man together form a complete monster, a devil without any flaws.

Who could this person be?

Black Snake's brain was working at high speed. It was the first time that she felt her thoughts were so clear.

Kelsey?

No, it couldn't be Kal'tsit. Qiao Yelan had never brought Kal'tsit with him during this period of time, which meant that he definitely had no habit of taking her out with him, so it was impossible for him to ask Kal'tsit to help him find out the gaps.

But I didn't find anyone else. Aren't they always rotating? And there's no one who would stay with Qiao Yelan and attend all his conspiracy meetings -

Uh?

Black Snake paused.

There is one——

Herself.

Kasheina once again shifted her gaze to Qiao Yelan, who had already started to look down at Casimir's information.

Is there another person living in him besides himself?

Who could that person be?

And why am I not by Qiao Yelan's side now——

Even Qiao Yelan himself seemed to have forgotten the existence of this person?

Chapter 66: The Ghost Without a Form

"Teacher, we have arrived - the country of knights, Casimir."

Qiao Yelan opened his eyes and what he saw was a towel emitting hot steam.

"Thank you, Kashena."

"You're welcome."

The man wiped his face, handed the towel back to Kashena, and looked out the window.

“It’s developing very quickly here.”

"Yes, it's completely different from Ursus... These Kuranta seem to have some special talent for business. Their city is very [new]."

"How can it not be [new]? They are eager to destroy all the knights who were once branded into Casimir - starting with buildings and cities, which is the most basic."

The corners of Qiao Yelan's mouth curved slightly.

It seems that those businessmen really learned a lot from me.

Kashena pushed the doctor out of the car. She unexpectedly saw a huge advertising sign with the three big words "Tower of Babel" written on it, and there was no intention of disguising it.

"Unlike in Saint Eagle Castle and Trilin Terme, Babel Tower is a serious business organization here. Therefore, our activities will change from secret political meetings to open business activities. I know you may not be used to it, but this is something you should master."

"I understand, teacher."

Kashena and Qiao Yelan were led to a room.

"Here are the combat uniforms that Director Krusil urgently sent from Rembit after hearing about your itinerary. There are three sets in total, and they are said to have been modified to the latest style."

Qiao Yelan looked at these clothes with a little curiosity. They looked very light and thin. He picked up the helmet and put it on his head. His vision became very clear.

【Long time no see, Doctor.】

A gentle female voice sounded.

"who are you?"

"?"

[I am PRTS, the only AI currently running in Babel Tower.]

Qiao Yelan waved his hand to signal Kashena to relax, and became curious about this artificial intelligence.

"You said it's been a long time since we last met - but didn't Kal'tsit say that you were developed after my last sleep?"

[Most of my computing database comes from you. In other words, I was originally an AI that you built based on yourself, with the purpose of replacing you during the vacuum period when you were asleep.]

This point does not seem to be in the letter I left for myself.

Do you think it's unnecessary?

still......

"In other words, you are an AI that I created with my own hands?"

[You can understand it this way, just like the Go AI in the past, with enough game records and computing power, it can beat the top human players. My database is also filled by you in the same way.]

[I have been brought by your side to record all your plans and methods, including but not limited to business, politics, and combat - so I can copy your methods to deal with the same problems, that is, to become your agent, so that you don't have to do repetitive things, which is also what you hate to do the most. ]

PRTS's explanation made Qiao Yelan suddenly realize that he had created an AI when he was writing the advanced combat records. The AI ​​had memorized every one of his tactics and used it to fight on his behalf.

"So you started operating so late because your database was just enough for you to run the basics, not because a bug occurred after ordering a bowl of fried rice?"

[That's not the case. My original setting is industrial AI, formulating the most accurate production tasks and commercial transportation plans. Being your agent is just my auxiliary function. My full-function activation this time was a decision made by Dr. Kel'tsit alone, and I don't know what Dr. Kel'tsit thinks.]

It's clear.

Qiao Yelan nodded.

Concealment means secret.

Although it may not be a betrayal or anything else, there is no doubt that Kal'tsit is not completely reserved to herself.

That letter I left for myself...

He sighed silently.

Just like he himself said - human hearts cannot withstand doubt.

"Tell me about these combat uniforms."

[Okay - I redesigned these combat uniforms for you based on technological advances. They are completely peek-proof and will not expose even a trace of your skin to dangerous air. The air purification device built into the helmet is powerful enough to sustain the breathing needs of three people.]

[At the same time, these clothes also take your mobility needs into consideration, so the joints have exoskeleton ties. Although they cannot make you a superman, they are enough to ensure that you have mobility beyond that of a normal middle-aged man in your current state, and you also have considerable defensive capabilities. ]

[The hooded windbreaker is an additional piece of armor that can resist flames, blades, and small kinetic crossbows when worn - but please do not overestimate its defensive power, especially when facing heavy weapons or high-temperature continuous flames. ]

what?

Qiao Yelan was shocked. What kind of Superman costume was this? Or did Babel Tower have a subsidiary company called Stark Industries?

"Can this be mass-produced? What will the cost be?"

[Your clothing is specially made and is priceless. The standard combat uniform of the Tower of Babel is a level lower in performance, but the production capacity is still low. The helmet is also specially made for you. Because of your face and age, this is prepared for you. ]

[Usually this kind of combat uniform is only issued to elite operators. They can also order special items - usually their commonly used weapons, such as shields, swords, or guns. Different advanced materials are required according to the needs of different equipment. Therefore, this treatment will only be given after being promoted to elite operators. ]

[In terms of cost, the cost of special weapons is not fixed and will fluctuate according to material issues, and the production cost of combat uniforms converted into the current common pricing unit of the Terra continent is 360 red gold bars. ]

The cost is acceptable. It seems that the only reason it cannot be put into service is because of the serious production capacity issue.

"This suit came at the perfect time - I was worried that I wouldn't be able to convince those merchants with my looks."

Qiao Yelan pretended to be too serious.

"Go out for a moment, Kashena, I'll change my clothes."

"Don't you want me to help you?"

"Need not."

The woman walked out, and as she closed the door, she glanced at the helmet thoughtfully.

It seems... there is now a clue to my previous doubts.

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Qiao Yelan was still sitting in the wheelchair, pushed by Kashena.

It's not that he is used to this kind of life, but he likes to hide cards very much.

If some blind assassin rushed in front of him, he would be horrified to see a disabled person standing up from the wheelchair, pinching his head and shaking it left and right.

"Many chambers of commerce have sent you invitations, these are--"

Kashena handed a stack of invitations to Qiao Yelan.

"Let me see... they are all unimportant guys - well, [Rose News United Newspapers], go to where the invitation says."

"Is there anything special about it?"

"Special? What's special is that this company controls more than 80% of the news media in Casimir - and the other 20% is the propaganda outlet of the Casimir military."

The man smiled and threw the other invitations into the trash can.

"People who sit at the forefront of public opinion are either extremely conservative or extremely liberal. In Casimir, where businessmen and the military are in opposition, conservatives cannot maintain their foundation."

"Please give me that brown paper bag."

Qiao Yelan took the bag, put it in his briefcase, got into the car leisurely, and headed to the address on the invitation.

It was a magnificent manor.

"Welcome, Your Excellency Doctor. You haven't been back to Casimir for a long time."

"That's because I'm not needed here anyway. Everyone is making money happily. I just want to lie comfortably at home. Why should I run around everywhere?"

Qiao Yelan smiled and shook hands with the chairman.

"Yes, we are no longer old enough to fight. Kane! Come here!"

A young man came over, with the youthful energy typical of his age, and a camera hanging around his neck.

"This is my good-for-nothing son. He really gives me a headache. He refuses to learn any of my business methods. He just runs around with this camera, saying he wants to be the best reporter in Casimir."

Chairman Bain sighed.

"Hello, sir. I don't think I've ever seen you at my father's party before."

"Yes, I just returned to Casimir from Vidunia—oh no, the capital of Leitania, which should now be called Trilinterme."

Qiao Yelan’s words made Kane’s eyes light up.

"Sir! You just came back from Leithania? Great! I have always wanted to interview the land that has just been freed from the rule of Helhunzuolun, but my father has always been reluctant to let me go - can you accept my interview?"

"Kane! Where are your manners!"

Bane scolded angrily.

"It's okay, Chairman Bain. I always have a good impression of young people who are eager to learn. If you only entertain me, I would be flattered. Why don't you let your son accompany me for a while?"

Bane was stunned for a moment. He knew very well what kind of person the Doctor was. Perhaps it would not be a bad thing to let his son come into contact with him.

"Well, Kane, you must entertain this gentleman well. He is a distinguished guest from the Tower of Babel. You must address him respectfully as Doctor."

"Okay Mr. Doctor, do you mind if I push you to a quieter place?"

Kane was absent-mindedly fooling his father. He was just trying to get some big news from Qiao Yelan.