Xiao Yu heard this, immediately put down the chicken leg in his hand, and then cautiously glanced around before leaning in to speak softly.

"Yes, can I ask now?"

Meng Lang looked at Xiao Yu's careful expression as if guarding against a thief and immediately had some guesses.

"Judging by your look, did you learn something from that little girl?"

"Hmm... that feeling is hard to describe. It's a form of communication entirely different from language or physical contact, like being possessed by a spirit..."

Xiao Yu's face showed a strange expression before glancing at Meng Lang.

"So... I saw some of 'their' affairs."

Seen...

Meng Lang was silent for a moment.

"Well... although there are some things I would have told you sooner or later, I didn't expect this day to come so quickly... Yes, 'they' do exist..."

Xiao Yu, hearing this, showed an expression not of fear but of excitement.

"So... uncle, are you guys the legendary mysterious organization that deals with them, like the Men in Black?"

"Uh... you could say that."

"When can I join?"

"Hehe, right now you can at best be considered a reserve, but that day will eventually come. The waves of the Yangtze River push forward, and who knows, I might have to listen to you in the future." Meng Lang said with some emotion.

"Really? Do I have any tasks coming up?"

"Yes, come, first tell me how you 'controlled' that little girl."

"I didn't control her, I just 'persuaded' her."

"Persuaded? How?"

"Just by reasoning with her. She likes good food, so I packaged the feelings I had from tasting good food and gave them to her. Then she said she wanted more, so I said she had to listen to me..."

"Uh..."

Meng Lang was speechless.

"Just... that simple?"

"Actually, it was quite complicated, but that's roughly how it went. That little one seems not to understand many things, but for some reason, she seems very persuadable. Whatever I say, she believes.

Hmm... much easier than fooling those troublesome kids in class."

Uh... persuadable?

It should be the other party's 'Innate Holy Body brainwashing' coming with inherent rank suppression.

After all, Xiao Yu is no weaker than a 'Spear Level' entity in his own power assessment rating system.

"Oh, actually there's another important reason why I could persuade them so easily," Xiao Yu suddenly added.

"What reason?"

"Mm... they call themselves the Clan, and when every Clan completes their task, they all have one final outcome, which is to return to their mother body, uh... I think it's called a Nest..."

"Oh?" Meng Lang immediately grew interested.

"Returning to the mother body is just like returning to one's family home, right? That alone doesn't seem like a reason good enough to persuade the other party, does it?"

"Haha! Uncle, you know what formatting is, right?"

"Formatting?" Meng Lang was stunned for a moment.

Of course, he knew what formatting was, but what did that mean?

Wait! Formatting...

"Are you saying... that after they return, they'll be..."

"Yes! Formatting. In simple terms, it's clearing most of the useless memories, oh! They call this process 'purification'..."

Memory clearing?!

So that's it!

Meng Lang couldn't help but fall into thought.

The 'Divine Race' is a very special intelligent race. As a collective wisdom, while possessing absolute intelligence, the high-level offspring that split out also have a certain degree of independent personality when contacting outer civilizations.

For example, Xiao Yu is an ignorant gourmet who prefers good food.

And Zhao Ge's controller has grown a desire to replace the position of the old dean.

From the perspective of environmental adaptation, this change is positive, allowing maximum integration into the local environment and diverse adaptability.

But for the core main body of the 'Divine Race', this harbors the hazard of 'divine fragmentation'.

If too many offspring split out, what happens when everyone comes back wanting to express their opinions?

If it's a normal opinion, that's okay, but if someone develops a 'lazy ant,' then everyone lying down together and doing nothing would be a big problem?

Clearing memories, annihilating personalities, this entirely eliminates aftereffects, and can be said to be a once-and-for-all solution!

Purification... is indeed apt.

In Catholicism, there's a concept that Purgatory in legend isn't a place of suffering and evil but rather a purification phase one goes through before entering Heaven.

After leaving the mundane world, a soul due to sins not entirely repented, or punishments not fully redressed, must undergo a purification process to make the soul pure enough to reach the state needed to enter Heaven.

This is quite similar to the practices of the Divine Race.

Memory cleansing is a Purgatory for all personalities, yet it's an inevitable path to return...

Sigh! These Divine Race members have come up with a pretty good solution to tackle 'mental division'.

As a fellow bearer of the same burden, someone internally expresses a sincere envy.

How similar this is to his situation. Just imagine, if all the brothers turned into Alzheimer patients, how wonderful the world would become...

Sigh! He ultimately diverged from his original dream...

The brothers: "..."

Understanding this, a doubt arose in Meng Lang's heart once again.

He passively accepted, having no choice but to undergo N baptisms with the brothers, yet the other side clearly can choose 'physical destruction,' why would they want to choose the laborious 'recovery purification route'?

Why not simply not recover them at all?

After comparing it against his own situation for a moment, Meng Lang belatedly realized.

Yes, it's akin to him not possibly encouraging the brothers to find a pit to bury themselves after working hard...

Clearly, the enemy organization's 'spiritual construction' isn't much stronger than his own.

Hmm... that's how it is with the troubles of intelligent beings.

On the other hand, what they're doing might also have the purpose of absorbing the essence of various civilizations.

After all, Xiao Yu also said, only the 'useless memories' are cleared...

"Memory clearing... how does this leave me with a strangely familiar feeling..."

Meng Lang rubbed his chin.

Then he thought of someone who had lost memories.

Hmm... could it be, this technology was also... oh not, borrowed from the Divine Race?

Just wool off the same sheep, huh?

"Uncle, what are you thinking about?"

"Oh, I was thinking about your sister... frugal housekeeping!"

"Uh..."

"Clang clang clang~" The green train made rhythmic noises, drowning out the conversation and the secrets in the whistling wind...

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