Under One Person: I, Jiaqian Jushi, work from nine to five.

"I'm asking you, Zhang Chulan... did Xiao Xiao and the others really come to assassinate you?" Ma Xianhong asked Zhang Chulan bluntly.

"Yeah... a suicide attack, they didn't hold back at all. I don't know how I provoked them. If it weren't for Brother Liu being there, you probably wouldn't be seeing me now."

Zhang Chulan knew that Xiao Xiao and the others were sent by the person behind Ma Xianhong, so he started crying about Ma Xianhong, intending to intensify the conflict between Ma Xianhong and the person behind him.

"I swear, brother, I, Zhang Chulan, have not lied in the slightest..."

Hearing Zhang Chulan's words, Ma Xianhong's expression became even more confused. It seemed that he could no longer trust anyone... not even his sister Qu Tong.

Seeing that Ma Xianhong remained silent, Zhang Chulan spoke again:

"Brother, I just asked my boss, and he said that once you've cooperated with the company's body identification work and promise not to get involved in the subsequent conflicts, you can leave..."

"Let me go?" Ma Xianhong was somewhat surprised to hear this.

"Just let me go like this?"

"Haven't you always known something about me?"

“Yes, but if you don’t tell us… we can’t force you to.” Zhang Chulan continued:

"Brother, I don't know what your plans are for the future, and I don't know what your relationship with the person behind you is like. You've been to the company, and there might be danger going back. Why don't you do what Brother Liu said before and stay at the company for a few days to think about your future?"

Faced with Zhang Chulan's suggestion, Ma Xianhong shook his head.

He felt that even if he went back, his sister wouldn't make things difficult for him... after all, the cultivation furnace wasn't finished yet.

"I need some peace and quiet. I can't trust anyone right now."

Hearing Ma Xianhong's words, Zhou Fengliu, who hadn't slept all night, yawned and then said:

"We can't control that. You've probably received too much information these past few days, so it's normal that you can't tell the difference right away."

"Go back and get a good night's sleep to help with digestion."

"As for who is trustworthy, Bilian once said something good: 'Don't trust everyone now. After all, you can know a person's face but not their heart... Sometimes even your own memory can deceive you, let alone people.'"

Zhou Fengliu's casual remark made Ma Xianhong frown. He looked at Zhou Fengliu and asked:

"How could your own brain's memory lie?"

"Ok?"

When asked this question by Ma Xianhong, Zhou Fengliu paused for a second before replying:

"Impossible? How can it be impossible..."

Chapter 245 Zhang Chulan: Brother Liu! How can I live without you, Brother Liu!

"Don't you know that the brain sometimes deceives itself? Things like the Mandela Effect, logical inconsistencies, and hallucinations are all forms of deception..."

"Besides, the world of superhumans is full of talented people; who knows, maybe one of them has the ability to alter other people's memories?"

"I remember... the Lü family's Soul-Clearing Technique can use Qi to directly extract memories from the human body, right? Since they have this ability, it's reasonable for them to also have the ability to delete or alter some memories, isn't it?"

The two were slightly taken aback by Zhou Fengliu's words.

Don't say it.

It really is in the river.

It's hard to refute that for a moment.

Zhou Fengliu's casual remarks dug a huge pit for Qu Tong, while also broadening the horizons of Zhang Chulan and Ma Xianhong, the two inheritors of the Eight Extraordinary Skills.

“So… sometimes it’s better to trust evidence than memory…” Zhou Fengliu added.

Was his casual remark intentional or accidental?

Zhou Fengliu said... "Of course it was intentional."

He preserved the original advantages of the prophet's storyline and cleverly used a guessing approach to create a huge plot hole for Qu Tong...

As for why I did this, it was purely to help Lao Ma.

After all, he had slapped Lao Ma three times before, but Lao Ma still brought him a huge amount of income from his work, which made his conscience very painful.

You know, Lao Ma is a close friend who is not a friend but is closer than a friend. How could he so casually make him work like a beast of burden again and again?

...

"If such an ability really exists... that would be terrifying." Zhang Chulan silently swallowed.

This abnormal ability reminded him of Er Zhuang, a temporary worker in Northeast China, who could detach from his body in the form of electronic waves.

...

Based on Zhou Fengliu's reasonable conjecture, Ma Xianhong frowned even more deeply.

If Qu Tong really has this ability... then some things seem to make more sense.

Although he had never seen or heard of this ability before... it was indeed chilling to hear about.

“Evidence…you’re right, only evidence can prove the truth of the memory.” After thinking it over carefully, Ma Xianhong agreed with Zhou Fengliu’s statement.

He couldn't prove the authenticity of his past memories, but he could record his future memories.

For example, right now...

"Zhang Chulan...where's your phone?" he asked, looking at Zhang Chulan.

"Huh? What do you need a phone for?" Zhang Chulan handed over his phone.

Ma Xianhong did not answer Zhang Chulan's question immediately; instead, he took out his phone and recorded a video of himself.

In this video, he recounted all his memories from the past few days, the information he had received, and his conversations with Zhao Fangxu at Na Du Tong.

It's like leaving a backup of his memory.

After doing all this, he handed the phone to Zhang Chulan and said:

"This video is evidence of this part of my memory..."

"this..."

Zhang Chulan frowned upon hearing the sound. Without the slightest hesitation, he reacted almost instinctively and sent the video to Zhou Fengliu.

"Alright, Brother Liu, this time you're also Old Ma's memory evidence."

"?"

Check it out.

He truly deserves to be called the leader of the new Thirty-Six Traitors.

Knowing this was a hot potato, they simply passed it on to Zhou Fengliu to share the burden.

"Fine, you shameless bastard, you really have no shame..." Zhou Fengliu glanced at Zhang Chulan, then looked at Ma Xianhong and said:

"Storing this thing is feasible, but... are there any storage fees, Old Ma?"

Storage fee?

Can this be done?

Just as Zhang Chulan was somewhat surprised that this was a way to play, Ma Xianhong tossed a ring to Zhou Fengliu, and then tossed him another one.

"This ring is a remote communication device... drip blood into it, and I'll contact you if anything happens."

Ma Xianhong spoke up.

"?"

Looking at the ring in his hand, Zhang Chulan glanced at Zhou Fengliu, his eyes seeming to say: The appeasement tactic has succeeded?

"Alright...I'm leaving now."

After Lao Ma finished doing all this, there was no need for him to stay at the company anymore; he was going to return to Qu Tong's place.

Regardless of whether his previous memories were accurate, it's undeniable that he has lost a crucial piece of his memory...

He must retrieve this memory.

To find this memory, he needs to complete the forging of the Body Cultivation Furnace.

Watching Ma Xianhong's departing figure, Zhang Chulan scratched his head:

"Old Ma, Old Ma, you still haven't told us how to use this thing? Is it enough to just bind it to a master?"

Ma Xianhong ignored him and left the conference room directly.

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Seeing Ma Xianhong walk away, Zhang Chulan breathed a sigh of relief.

"So... this counts as a success?" he asked Zhou Fengliu.

"Success for what?"

"A appeasement tactic... Old Ma has gained some trust in us now... and the seeds of suspicion about who's behind it all have been sown. Once Old Ma really realizes something's wrong... we'll basically be on his side," Zhang Chulan said.

"But speaking of which, Brother Liu, your line about memories not being real was a stroke of genius... How come I didn't think of approaching it from that angle?"

"As expected... I only feel this comfortable working with Brother Liu. I really can't imagine what I'll do after you leave North China..."

At this moment, Zhang Chulan was like a lovesick simp chasing after a taxi, crying and shouting, "Brother Liu, don't go! Brother Liu, how can I live without you!"