Harvey bit down on his Catnip cigarette as he spoke, "But wouldn't that be a serious problem? If all work-related memories get erased, how are we supposed to gather intelligence in the surface city?"

"I can take on a side role as a memory specialist and restore the ones you delete," Iger said. "But just as the intelligence suggests, those Work Enlightenment memories are toxic. They bring absolutely no benefit to the individual, a lesson plenty of people have already learned the hard way. Countless sorcerers have tried to exploit the Work Enlightenment to find a loophole for the Infinite Enlightenment. Still, whether it was the sorcerers themselves or their test subjects, the result was always the same. Their souls collapsed and decayed completely."

Harvey frowned. "Decayed? Their souls died of old age?"

"Something like that. Those work-related memories act like...