Tower of Overturn

"Idiot, you just overdid it."

The captain's scolding voice rang out in Trigger's intercom.

The implanted wireless bone conduction headphones, embedded in the forehead and penetrating the skull, were not only concealed but could also communicate normally in silent areas without a network, and their conversations were not easily eavesdropped on by others.

This was undoubtedly contraband.

It was also one of the deposits given by that quite generous "client" this time.

"I just wanted to cause some trouble for those tycoons."

The Bear Ear Mercenary, codenamed "Trigger", couldn't help but retort in a muffled voice, "Since I said it like that, it will stick in their hearts like a thorn..."

He muttered this while carelessly pushing open the door.

There was simply no need to guard against the defensive forces inside.

The virus from Babel, provided by the big boss this time, could even penetrate the highest protection level "ICE."

In fact, a Director from the headquarters was attacked by Babel two weeks ago.

His bodyguards were all paralyzed by this virus, none spared. This incident had already gone viral among the mercenaries in the Lower City District.

Even those steel monsters with nearly 100% prosthetic bodies, once infected, could not rid themselves of the virus.

Unfortunately, the virus they obtained this time had a self-discipline effect and could only be used for this operation.

Otherwise, if they were to sell this virus, the money he would get would probably be enough for him to retire and wash his hands of this business...

Click.

After Trigger entered, he immediately locked the door of the first-class cabin behind him.

The mechanical lock of the first-class cabin emitted a long "beep" and flashed a bright red light.

But after Trigger swiped a black magnetic card over the doorknob, its alarm abruptly stopped.

Although the people inside would no longer resist or speak, it was still possible for someone to pass by outside... It was necessary to close the door casually.

"Captain, this is what I was thinking..."

Trigger carefully explained, "After we steal their memories, we can't just jump off the airship. We would definitely die if we fell into the sea. We still need to blend in with the regular passengers and get off the airship normally.

"But if any of the first-class passengers has an extremely high status and is bold enough to take the risk of not catching us and escalating the situation by blocking the airport and forcibly searching the memories of all passengers, we are very likely to be exposed."

"So?"

"So I had to remind them that if this gets out, their superiors will be wary, suspecting that they lost some important information, and might also be attacked by colleagues seizing the opportunity. This would force them to calm down and think..."

"You think that those in high positions would not consider this?"

The captain scoffed coldly, "Do you think you're smarter than them?"

"No, not at all, Captain—"

Trigger suddenly felt a chill down his spine and didn't even bother to check inside the room, he quickly defended himself, "Hear me out, I have a deeper plan... Even if I warn them like this, they can't possibly keep quiet. Someone will inevitably slip up.

"As long as one person spreads the word 'Someone in this first-class cabin had their memory stolen,' everyone on that airship will start suspecting each other. Even if it's just suspicion without any evidence, it can serve as an excuse. This way, Happiness Island will become chaotic. Then the Monkey-faced Eagle's plan can proceed more smoothly..."

"Overly clever for your own good."

"...What?"

"You're thinking too simply, Trigger."

The cold, disappointed voice came through the headphones, "This way, indeed, we could safely leave the aircraft. But you've overlooked the most important point—Babel doesn't want to be low-key, they prefer to be as high-profile as possible."

"How could that be? They're already wanted by the Seven Giants at the highest level..."

"Because they're not just any memory thieves, idiot! That's just the Elves' excuse for hunting them... Their real crime is trying to access history!"

In the earphone, the captain's voice suddenly grew louder, even spilling out somewhat.

His voice was filled with a harsh coldness, "Your ambition has blinded you, Trigger. You're trying to steal my position, starting to overstep your duties as a team member, attempting to directly support other groups to gain merit."

"I didn't..."

"Are you trying to take my place? Or aiming to become a 'staff officer'? Then all I can say is that your so-called wisdom is just being clever in a minor way.

"You'd better apologize to the boss when we get back."

Trigger's pupils dilated with fear in an instant.

He could never have guessed that those posing as spiritual energy hackers, Memory Strange Thieves from "Babel", were actually legendary historians...

It was known that studying history was an absolute taboo; even the noble Elves were not allowed to touch it in the slightest.

Studying history was the only taboo and also the only one listed in the codex as a capital offense. Even attempting to sort out the timeline from ancient literary works, compiling them into a book, was the greatest sin. Anyone who tried to touch, understand, learn about history would be executed.

The past that people knew about could only be those tales passed down by word of mouth... It could be casually discussed, but it must never become text, never land on paper.