The doctor suffers from amnesia, but not complete amnesia.

"Wait a minute—that's not what I meant!"

Just as he was about to be picked up in a princess carry, he clung to the armrest of the chair, determined to fight back.

"Help me up. I'm just a little weak, not sick!"

"No, you need the least amount of activity right now."

Kal'tsit directly demonstrated her unwavering resolve.

"Otherwise, I can carry you there on my back."

"No, there are other spies here. I can't expose my weakness now!"

Qiao Yelan, quick-witted, gave a reason that finally made Kal'tsit hesitate.

"How about this, this chair has wheels, you can push me over there, is that alright?"

"......All right."

Kal'tsit compromised.

Then a strange scene unfolded—the chief administrator of Babel was pushing a round office chair, and sitting in the chair was the supreme commander of Babel.

So it's not surprising that the young banshee who had just arrived at Rhodes Island was stunned by this scene.

"You are..."

"We are practicing the bench slide race, which is an internal competition of Babel that we just decided to implement because we believe that holding such a competition will help new and old operators get along and work together."

Qiao Yelan continued to fabricate a story without batting an eye, completely unaware of the person in front of him who suddenly realized what was happening.

"Come to think of it, this seems to be the first time I've met you."

"I am the new ruler of the Banshee Royal Court—I'm sorry I can't tell you my real name, but I've given myself a code name, Logos."

The banshee took out her bone whistle and showed the two of them the royal insignia on it.

"I thought it would be your mother who came."

Kal'tsit was clearly surprised. She knew that Logos was a child favored by the former Queen of the Banshee's Court, but she did not expect that the other party would be willing to release him and even bring him to the Tower of Babel.

“I applied to my mother, but I don’t know why she looked so pleased. She then handed over the leadership of the royal court on the spot, saying something like ‘the child has grown up,’ and then let me come over.”

It was obvious that the other party was also completely clueless about their current situation.

"Logos, I need to take the Doctor to the hospital first—I mean, we need to continue practicing the round bench race. You can wander around the Tower of Babel for a bit, and I'll come find you later and arrange some work for you."

"Yes, Ms. Kal'tsit."

As Kal'tsit pushed the Doctor away, a serious look appeared on Logos' face.

"This competition is so important to them, it must be something special—I need to practice more so I can win the championship!"

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"That kid looks a bit... uh, cute?"

Qiao Yelan waited until the other person disappeared around the corner before speaking again.

"Perhaps he was too well protected by his mother. I never expected that she would allow her son to travel alone this time."

"Wait a minute—you said 'son'?"

Qiao Yelan showed a surprised expression.

"Isn't she a succubus? And her demeanor and appearance are exactly those of a standard noble lady!"

"There are male female succubi too."

Kal'tsit said matter-of-factly.

Now it was the man's turn to fall silent.

So this is the little boy/girl that everyone in the group has been going crazy over...?

Having pulled himself out of his rambling, chaotic thoughts, Qiao Yelan leaned back in his chair and began to contemplate other matters.

"I just remembered, could you also prepare a wheelchair for me? My current condition isn't suitable for me to travel around on my own two legs."

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

Kal'tsit continued to push Qiao Yelan forward.

"By the way, I was just thinking about who should escort you to Letania. I'm going to stay in Kazdel to keep Babel running. I didn't have a good candidate, but now I think this kid is good. Plus, he's male, so he can protect you closely."

"Sure, you can arrange it."

Qiao Yelan didn't care about this. He rested his head on his right hand, his arm on the armrest of the chair, and closed his eyes to rest.

Kal'tsit didn't say anything more, but her expression grew increasingly somber.

"Is your head starting to hurt? It seems to be starting earlier and earlier..."

"No, I'm just a little sleepy."

Qiao Yelan denied.

In the past few days, he has realized why he has lost his memory and why he is so "stingy" in organizing the information he left for himself.

He was able to maintain the Tower of Babel and his unfathomable shadow thanks to the vast amount of intelligence information. However, processing such a massive amount of information is a burden on the human body, not to mention that he also had to plan responses for various regions and individuals while processing the information and send people to carry them out.

Just like a computer, even if all the information is stored on other drives, as long as the system is still running, the space on the C drive will gradually decrease, and the computer will become increasingly sluggish. So there is only one way to clean up this redundant data.

The same applies to Qiao Yelan—

He has to keep "reinstalling the system" to get it working.

He could only rely on the sarcophagus to restore himself to a more primal state, allowing him to maintain the physical and mental activity of a young man and remain in his prime as a human being. This is why he was able to maintain the appearance of the Tower of Babel in the eyes of others.

"So in the end they chose me... After all, among humans, I'm considered a [monster]."

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"...Koschei has now disappeared in Lungmen. The new governor of Lungmen, Wei Yanwu, has only issued bounty notices for the people he occupied at that time, judging that he did not intend to really turn against Ursus."

Logos put down the last piece of paper in his hand, picked up his water glass, and took a sip of water.

Despite the bumpy long journey, the water in his cup didn't even ripple.

Qiao Yelan, meanwhile, was leaning back in his seat with his eyes closed, listening to an e-book.

"there is none left?"

"I've finished reading it. I've finished reading all the information about Kosichek and Lungmen."

"Okay, burn them all."

"Yes"

Logos picked up the stack of documents, a black flame rose in his hand, and burned them all to ashes.

The situation is not bad. Wei Yanwu is obviously a smart man. Although he has no interest in the throne, his education over the years and his exposure to the capital have made him completely devoid of youthful impulsiveness. Instead, he appears quite shrewd.

Instead of implementing sweeping reforms, he maintained a similar behind-the-scenes control model to Koschei, which satisfied the neutral merchants. As a result, Lungmen regained its function as a commercial and trade center shortly after Koschei's downfall.

"At least I didn't misjudge him."

Qiao Yelan was quite satisfied with Wei Yanwu's performance.

His reason for bringing in Wei Yanwu to take down Kosichev was very simple—this black snake could only play politics and intrigue; in terms of economics, it couldn't be said that he was completely incompetent, but rather that he was only half-skilled.

The reason Kosichrie was brought into Lungmen and made the Shadow King was to have him help unify Lungmen's merchants and, by taking advantage of this crossroads between East and West, accumulate substantial economic capital for the next phase of their plans.

As a result, after Koschei mastered the power of shadow, all he could think about was how to step into the limelight and drive Lungmen, the mobile city of Great Yan, back to Ursus.

Therefore, Qiao Yelan immediately began preparations to expel the other party.

First, taking advantage of the chaos in Victoria, he encouraged Adams Swire to leave Victoria and move his entire family to Longmen. Then, he found Wei Yanwu, the eldest prince in the Great Yan Kingdom, who loved beauty more than power.

By combining internal and external efforts, and by simultaneously addressing both economic and military issues, Kosichev's influence can be eradicated in just a few years.

As a result, a major rebellion broke out in the Ursus Empire, which was supporting Koschei. Taking advantage of this, Marquis Boris, the lord of Chernobog, cut off all support to Koschei, effectively severing Koschei's lifeline.

Then, something unexpected happened to Wei Yanwu. The old emperor probably knew what kind of person the future crown prince would be, so he forcibly retired a group of the Great Yan Imperial Guards and then gave them all, along with the retired Imperial Guards, to his eldest son as his personal guards as a talisman to protect his life.

With one force increasing and the other decreasing, Kosichev's forces were almost completely wiped out by the dimensional reduction attack, and without any replenishment, they were driven out of Lungmen in a very short time.

Although the timing was somewhat unexpected, the fact that Qiao Yelan has awakened is a good thing—after all, the Longmen move is very important for the Tower of Babel.

Babel Tower's current operations are quite extravagant. Apart from having a few Sarkaz royal courts work for them for free, all other areas are major expense.

The restoration of Kazdel, the maintenance of the intelligence network, the consumption of technological research, the support Qiao Yelan has for so many forces, the exchange of interests with other forces, and the upcoming Sarkaz civil war.

The majesty of the Tower of Babel relied not only on Qiao Yelan's wisdom, but also, and perhaps more so, on money.

Although the Tower of Babel has many industries, including mines, factories, chambers of commerce and all sorts of other things, who would complain about having too much money?

Therefore, Qiao Yelan naturally set his sights on the fastest way to make money—

Printing money.

To this day, there is no universally accepted currency in the entire world of Terra. Currently, international bulk transactions are mainly settled with gold, remaining in a barter system—is there any virgin territory that is easier to explore than this?

Lungmen wasn't the only trading city in the world; Siesta and Dosoles were also options. And geographically, it wasn't the best; Kazdel, Chernobog, and even Syracuse all had similar advantages.

But behind the Dragon Gate stands a powerful nation called Great Yan—