Chapter 74

Chapter 74

The Royal Family's Exclusive Brain Research Department.

Gathering the finest medical expertise across Emperor Star, after conducting preliminary examinations on the Queen the day before, they had swiftly analyzed the results in great detail the following day.

As the first person in the Royal City to learn of the Queen's return, the doctor dared not utter a single word to outsiders.

The doctor provided a professional analysis: "The Queen's brain has been affected by the neural patterns released by the birthing capsule, leading to temporary memory loss."

His Majesty's expression was not reassuring: "Just tell me what needs to be done."

"Y-Yes, Your Majesty."

Doctor: "Has His Majesty been attempting to stimulate the Queen's memories recently? It's possible that she may recall some past memories once she's out of the Royal City's environment."

Upon finishing his statement, the depth of His Majesty's pupils seemed to intensify for some reason.

"Yes, I have."

The doctor swallowed: "And the result?"

His Majesty replied, "He doesn't remember."

The doctor scratched his head. "That's quite normal, considering the massive impact. The birthing pod activated its highest level of protection… But logically speaking, the Queen should have regained some memories after arriving at the Emperor Star."

...If the Queen couldn't recall anything, it seemed like he was in for a world of trouble.

God help him.

There was no discernible emotion in the Emperor's voice as he said, "He did remember, but not much."

The doctor breathed a sigh of relief. "It's good that he has regained some memories. We can gradually stimulate and deepen the Queen's recollections."

The Emperor smiled. "The people he remembered aren't significant."

"..."

The doctor dared not imagine what kind of people those might be.

He slapped his forehead and began scribbling furiously in his notebook, "So it seems to be exactly as I suspected."

The king's gaze was filled with a silent invitation for further explanation.

The doctor showed him the brainwave scan and explained, "After the queen's injury, there's a memory loss that progresses from superficial to deep. The deeper memories require continuous stimulation to be retrieved, while the more surface-level memories tend to recover faster. They might come back simply through associations with familiar scenes, images, or conversations."

"Hmm?"

The doctor summarized succinctly, "In other words, for the queen at this moment, the easier memories to recall are those on the surface, while connecting with deeper memories becomes increasingly challenging."

The corners of His Majesty's lips lifted slightly. "The ones with deeper memories find it harder to recall?"

The doctor nodded. "That's theoretically correct."

His Majesty smiled. "He loves me so much."

The doctor quietly wiped away his cold sweat.

Even this could indirectly appease His Majesty.

Indeed, worthy of being the queen.

After a pause, he divided the diagram into two areas. "The front is the shallow area, and the back is the deep area. After such simple sensory stimuli, the queen should be recalling some memories from the shallow area."

Seeing the sovereign's smile becoming less menacing, the doctor heaved a sigh of relief.

For the first time, he felt that the sovereign was rather easy to appease.

The sovereign tapped on the table. "How do we deepen the stimulation?"

Physician: "That's difficult to determine. It might help to search for places that hold significant memories for the Queen. Perhaps that would jog his memory. The fact that his surface-level memories are resurfacing indicates that his brain is now receptive to his past experiences."

The monarch listened, deep in thought.

"Reenacting past activities and repeating words spoken at those times – such stimulation could be the most effective approach," he suggested.

As he spoke, a servant rushed in, delivering an urgent report to the king. The physician caught vague snippets of "escaped" and "Neta."

Adhering to the principle of "ignorance is bliss, curiosity killed the cat," the astute doctor maintained a composed demeanor.

Only when the Emperor left with a stoic expression did he fully relax.

In another part of the scene.

A silent standoff was unfolding.

Lu Wei pondered: Who is this person?

The adjutant thought: How incredibly lifelike, could it actually be His Majesty himself who has returned?

As for little Pang Qiu, he just wanted to die.

Staring at the person before him, who resembled a fiery chili pepper, the adjutant opened his mouth several times but failed to utter a word.

No way, could this resemblance be any more striking?

He found himself strangely unable to form a coherent sentence, instead scrutinizing the individual before him with an enigmatic and indescribable gaze.

It was because of his sway that Lu Wei noticed the small, plump figure standing behind him.

That face... wasn't it his own brother, Danjiao?

Lu Wei was startled. "Damn, bro, what are you doing here?"

"..."

Danjiao's heart sank like a stone.

What did it mean to see Father here?

Didn't it imply that Father had been captured by the terrifying Uncle King?

The one who kidnapped Father in the beginning was none other than this terrifying uncle.

Moreover, they mentioned that Father resembled the Queen.

Father was the Queen.

He was the offspring of His Majesty the Terror's uncle.

Danjiao felt as if his world had turned bleak in an instant; his pain was indescribable with mere words.

"Daddy..."

Unaware of the little one's thoughts, Lu Wei heaved a sigh of relief. "Seems like the dog... cough, even though he said he wouldn't come for you, he was still worried sick."

—Worried enough to bring the little one all the way from Wu Star.

Danjiao rushed over and clung to Lu Wei's thigh. "I was so worried."

Lu Wei reassured, "It's alright." Apart from being a bit weak, he had been well taken care of in every other aspect.

Of course, he wouldn't share this part with Danjiao.

The adjutant observed their intimate conversation, utterly perplexed.

Aide: ???

Wait, Prince shouldn't have encountered a hot pepper before either. How could he possibly mistake someone for it?

Or could it be that the little prince has decided to acknowledge a thief as his father?

The aide's expression changed drastically. "Come back quickly! If he hits you, it'll be over!"

In the aide's mind, a scene of a wicked stepmother brutally beating a child was already unfolding. He was deeply concerned for the little prince's well-being.

Danjiao was entirely deaf to the adjutant's words; all he wanted was to shed tears like tiny pearls.

So, he indeed clung to Pang Qiu's leg and started weeping uncontrollably.

Lu Wei patted the chubby Pang Qiu on the back. "What's going on here?"

Danjiao was in immense emotional pain.

His worst nightmare, the one he least wanted to acknowledge, had come true.

If the situation were more appropriate, he would have grabbed his father and asked, "Uncle Majesty, could you be my real father?"

But it wouldn't make a difference whether he asked or not.

This scene was witnessed by the adjutant.

That was unacceptable.

The little prince burst into tears.

"Don't you dare touch this child!" the adjutant warned Lu Wei. "No matter who you are, this child is His Majesty's child. If you lay a finger on him, you're done for."

Lu Wei: ?

Lu Wei responded, "I suspect there might be something wrong with your mind."

Adjutant: !!

Not only did they share a resemblance in appearance, but their tone of speaking was also eerily similar to that of the Queen.

The adjutant's voice trembled slightly. "Are you Spicy Pepper himself?"

Lu Wei chuckled. "Who's Spicy Pepper?"

The tone of his question made it clear that he had no idea.

The adjutant ventured cautiously, "Frying Pan?"

Lu Wei's fists clenched. "Who are you? If you're lost, just leave on your own. Can you stop riddling me here?"

The adjutant shook his head in disbelief.

This manner of cursing — it was even more like it!

At that moment, they heard a rhythmic sound of footsteps.

The adjutant's heart sank.

Aside from His Majesty, he couldn't think of anyone else who would come here at this time.

Reacting swiftly, he pulled Little Pang Qiu into the garden for cover.

The aide's face turned ashen, and he whispered to Danjiao, "I didn't expect His Majesty to arrive so soon."

Lu Danjiao's eyes were hollow, "Aide, there will never be happiness in my life again."

Aide: ???

Was the prince's reaction to their relationship really that devastating? He was both crying and despairing.

The aide concealed Pang Qiu carefully, "I wonder if he'll help us cover up."

His voice diminished abruptly.

—Because His Majesty had indeed arrived.

Upon his arrival, the monarch surveyed the area at a leisurely pace.

This caused both the aide and the young Pang Qiu, one large and one small, to feel their hearts race wildly.

But he only cast a glance and then walked straight toward the young man.

Lu Wei steeled himself and stepped forward. "You're here, uh, so early today."

The emperor smiled.

The aide heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this young man had no intention of exposing their situation.

Pang Qiu, hiding in the garden, felt his smart bracelet flicker.

At that moment, he received a message from his friend.

They asked how things were going and demanded a quick switch back.

Danjiao gritted his teeth.

[I Carry the Universe's Number One Title: The situation is extremely urgent right now, I'll explain in detail later.]

[N(Backer President Version): I have an urgent matter as well. When you return to the Sart Planet, someone will guide you through a genetic test. We might find clues about your mother through your genes.]

Danjiao fell silent, tears streaming down its face.

...There was no need for that anymore.

[I'm the Best in the Universe: I'm currently in the Inner Hall, being watched by a devil. I'll reply to you later!]

Upon receiving this message, the young prince on the Sart Planet was momentarily stunned.

Inner Hall?

While the main examiner of the Sart Planet was still asking him about his decision and when he would like to proceed, they noticed the young lad who resembled the sovereign lift the corners of his mouth.

The boy didn't smile often, but when he did, it was quite charming.

Main Examiner: "What's the matter?"

"Entry into the Inner Pavilion is only permitted after passing a bloodline test at the entrance."

Examiner: "Hm?"

The young lad's lips curled into a subtle smile. "There's no need for the test anymore."

Examiner: ??

...

Within the Emperor Star's Inner Palace.

A moment of intense anticipation.

Pang Qiu stealthily observed his other father, cautiously probing for information like a spy.

Their gazes seemed to meet, causing the little Pang Qiu to tremble in fright.

Fortunately, His Majesty averted his eyes once more.

Letting Pang Qiu believe it was merely an illusion.

Father is still employing a ruse to entice His Majesty Uncle into the room.

But none of them were successful.

Pang Qiu, a male character, was still observing attentively.

Observing the Emperor's uncle suddenly gesture towards him with a subtle beckoning movement of his finger, "Come here."

Student Lu Danjiao: ??

The direction of His Majesty's uncle's beckoning finger was clearly aimed at him.

Danjiao jumped in surprise, exchanging glances with the adjutant, both seeing the astonishment in each other's eyes.

However, Little Fatty Pang didn't step forward.

His Majesty seemed displeased with his hesitation, "Lu Lan, I'm calling you."

This title completely shattered Lu Danjiao's composure.

Little Fat Ball: ? ? !

What!

Just now, that terrifying Uncle Emperor had called him Lu Lan instead of Huo Nian!

Did that mean the terrifying uncle had long discovered the truth and even knew his real name?

Little Fat Ball was now furious enough to bite someone.

Damn it.

He was being treated like a puppy again, being toyed with by Danjiao.