Outcast Omega Pampered by the Alpha General novel Chapter 28

Chapter 28 A Ten Percent Risk Is Not Reassuring

The Alpha went rigid.

By the time he spun around, whoever had spoken was already gone, swallowed by the flow of people in t hospital corridor.

Inside Treatment Room 2046, a gentle-looking Omega with long, wavy hair sat beside Cole’s bed.

A white magnolia bloomed slowly in her palm. Silver-white psychic power streamed from the flower and sank carefully into Cole’s injured brain.

Quentin Zane sat on the other side, watching every change in Cole’s readings.

At last, the device monitoring Cole’s psychic power spiked violently.

One second later, Cole opened his eyes.

Still half-conscious, he saw an Alpha officer approaching him at an unhurried pace, a faint smile on his fac

“Hello, Cadet Ward. I’m Caleb Hayes. You can call me Major General Hayes.”

Back in the Imperial Military Academy conference room, Harlan Turner’s expression had grown complicated.

Only now did he truly understand something.

Julian Shaw was not simply hard to deal with.

He was impossible.

If the tabby Maine Coon had not shown up, Harlan could have used methods that did not belong on official records to force Julian into submission.

But now…

His gaze lingered on the Maine Coon, which was calmly licking one paw as if the entire room had nothing to do with it.

After a long silence, Harlan forced out a smile.

“Very well. It seems we won’t reach a conclusion today. I still have matters to handle at headquarters, so we’ll continue this tomorrow.”

He turned to leave with his people.

But the Maine Coon jumped lightly off the table and landed right in front of him.

“Meow.”

Naturally, Harlan Turner and the others did not understand cat.

Fortunately, the cold mechanical female voice sounded again almost immediately.

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“Didn’t you want the truth? Good. I have a solution.”

Before Harlan could respond, the academy administrator had already broken into a cold sweat.

“Director R, you’re extremely busy. There’s no need for you to personally involve yourself in such a sma student matter. We’ll make sure it’s handled properly.”

“There is a need.”

The mechanical voice paused for half a second.

“Recently, using the brain-machine interface systems of the five legendary mechas as my foundation, I developed a Memory Deconstructor capable of quantum neural scanning…”

The longer she spoke, the paler the administrator became.

Even Harlan, who knew very little about mecha engineering, understood where this was going.

This was memory extraction.

Director R, Chief Researcher of the White Tower and Director of Mecha Engineering at the academy, had actually built something that terrifying.

Harlan Turner and the others were stunned.

Even Julian’s amber catlike eyes widened slightly.

Soul-searching?

That would be bad.

He could use his soul power to bury certain memories deep below the surface, but he had no idea how this world’s technology compared with a soul-searching technique from the cultivation world.

What if this was where he finally slipped?

Unlike Julian, who was worried inside but still looked perfectly calm, Merrick Holt was already sweating through his clothes.

His family had just told him who Director R really was.

She was someone even the Holt family could not afford to offend.

Director R was reasonable.

That was the polite version.

The honest version was that Director R was terrifyingly rigid about logic, and she had all kinds of strange technology at her disposal-technology that could make a person say both the things they wanted to say and the things they would rather die than admit.

“I… I refuse. Memory extraction has to have side effects. I can’t accept

this.”

Merrick shook his head at once.

Harlan also immediately turned to the tabby Maine Coon.

“Dr. R, memory extraction can’t possibly be completely safe. Julian Shaw and Merrick Holt are both outstanding cadets of the Empire. If either of them suffered damage from this, it would be a less for t Empire as well.”

Julian rolled his eyes.

Oh, so now I’m an outstanding cadet.

Clearly, Dr. R on the other side of the cat did not accept Harlan’s argument.

“Didn’t you say the truth couldn’t be confirmed and the public needed an explanation? It’s fine. I tested machine on myself. At worst, they’ll be bedridden for ten days to two weeks. Their minds may remain little foggy afterward, but that’s manageable.”

She seemed to think for a moment.

“Hmm… the chance of permanent cognitive impairment is only ten percent. That’s already quite acceptable.”

Julian: “?”

Merrick Holt: “?”

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