High-Class Area

Shang Jianyao shook his head at Jiang Baimian's suggestion. "He will know what I know."

Jiang Baimian immediately smiled bitterly. "This sure is troublesome. The hardest enemy to deal with is indeed yourself."

"I'll observe for a while longer." Shang Jianyao wasn't discouraged.

At this moment, Genava voiced his thoughts according to the analysis. "This should be a reflection of your dissociative identity disorder. Can you use the corresponding drugs and adjuvant therapy to promote your fusion with him?"

"Uh…" Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong, and the others were a little stunned.

In theory, Genava's plan made sense; it was a solution coming from a medical perspective. But the problem was that this was too scientific. It was on the other extreme end of the mind world and the consciousness space that seemed the least scientific. It was rather absurd to put them together.