Chapter 801 The Fifth Patient
Lin Qiye looked at the progress bar, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment in his heart.
Finally... break through 20%!
Under the influence of his persistent chatting, Sun Wukong, who was as immovable as a rock at first and ignorant of others, finally developed from responding once or twice occasionally to being able to have simple conversations, and then using fruit wine as bait, he will He fished out of the ward...
He is stepping out of that cage step by step.
Although there is still a distance to the 50% of the next step, as long as he is willing to come out and communicate, Lin Qiye is confident that he can untie his knot in a short time.
The most difficult step has been taken, and the next step depends on Lin Qiye's ability to grasp Monkey King's psychology.
Looking at the figure in cassock sitting on the fence, Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment, but still did not choose to talk to him, because he could feel that Sun Wukong's eyes were revealing deep sadness and nostalgia ...
When he was recalling the past, it was better not to disturb him hastily, anyway, he could already walk out of the ward, and there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.
Lin Qiye turned and left the tree.
He walked up to the ward on the second floor from the corridor on the other side, and finally stopped at the door of the fifth ward.
After stepping into "Infinity", Lin Qiye has the qualification to open the fifth door. Behind this door is the fifth god detained in this mental hospital of the gods!
Lin Qiye looked up at the top of the ward, where a golden crown full of cracks was depicted on the sign that symbolized the identity of the god.
crown……
Lin Qiye looked at the sign and fell into deep thought.
The crown symbolizes the supreme status and absolute Wang Quan.
However, in the myths and legends of various countries in the world, there are very few gods related to Wang Quan. Moreover, such things as crowns are generally used as status symbols by emperors in the secular world. For gods, the symbols of supremacy are usually scepters or thrones, and crowns are really rare.
Even the crown... why is it broken again?
Nyx, the Greek goddess of the night, Merlin, the god of magic in English mythology, Braki, the Nordic god of music and poetry, and Sun Wukong, the great sage equal to heaven in summer... If the six patients in this hospital are as Lin Qiye said If the materials are all gods from different countries, then there are not many mythological systems available for the last two wards.
But even so, Lin Qiye still had no clue about the god in the fifth ward.
Lin Qiye took a deep breath, reached out and grabbed the handle of the ward, and after a while, pushed it away!
Squeak——!
Without the slightest resistance, with Lin Qiye's push, the door of the fifth ward slowly opened...
On the fence of the corridor not far away, Sun Wukong, who was looking at the distance in a daze, seemed to have noticed something, turned his head to look in this direction, and frowned slightly.
As the door opened, the sunlight from the outside poured into the room. In the center of the empty room, a man in a gray robe was sitting on a folding chair, motionless like a sculpture.
The moment a ray of sunlight fell on him, those deep purple eyes slowly opened, and at the same time, an indescribable aura emanated from him!
The dim sunlight cast his back on the white wall behind him, and the gray robe was draped over his body, like someone sitting on a throne at the end of the world...
The lonely and lonely king.
The moment he opened his eyes, Lin Qiye was stunned.
Subconsciously, an inexplicable impulse emerged in his mind, wanting to half-kneel on the ground, and dedicate his freedom and life to this ancient emperor who should not exist in this world.
But the moment this idea appeared, it was suppressed by Lin Qiye. The source of the night in his body automatically operated, and the aura of the whole person became dark and deep, and a faint emperor's aura emanated from his body, diluting The man's intimidating breath.
"Um?"
The man sitting on the folding chair seemed a little surprised to see Lin Qiye break free from his aura.
At the same time, in the Mental Hospital of the Gods, Merlin and Braki, who were playing chess leisurely, had a telepathy at the same time, and suddenly turned their heads to look at the second floor of the ward.
"That's..." Braki frowned slightly.
"It seems that Your Excellency the Dean is going to bring us a new neighbor again." Merlin stared at the looming figure of the man through the window on the first floor. The stars flowed, and I realized something in an instant...
"Strange." Braki felt the breath, and asked a little puzzled, "It seems... just a demigod?"
"To be precise, only two-thirds of him is a god, and the other third...is human. He possesses the power and wisdom of a god, but does not have the lifespan of a god. This is a god with the same lifespan as a mortal. Merlin sighed quietly,
"This new neighbor... is also a miserable person."
...
Lin Qiye calmed down and looked up at the floating panel behind the man.
"
Ward five.
Patient: Gilgamesh
Task: Help Gilgamesh treat mental illness. When the treatment progress reaches the specified value (1%, 50%, 100%), some of Gilgamesh's abilities can be randomly selected.
Current Healing Progress: 0%
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Gilgamesh?
Seeing this name, Lin Qiye quickly recalled the information of this god in his mind.
Gilgamesh is a god in Sumerian mythology. In the modern society where the fog has fallen, there is very little information about this mythological system. What Lin Qiye can know is also very limited. In his impression, he only knows about Jigme Garsh is a half-human, half-god existence, and also the fifth king of Uruk, a cruel and evil tyrant.
"Kneel down."
Just as Lin Qiye was thinking, the gray-robed man sitting on the folding chair spoke lightly.
Lin Qiye was taken aback.
Gilgamesh stared at Lin Qiye with those purple eyes, and said again with a blank expression: "I will let you...kneel down!"
Lin Qiye: ...
Is this person sick?
Oh yes...he is really sick.
"Why should I kneel?" Lin Qiye asked calmly.
Lin Qiye would not have the same knowledge as Gilgamesh. After all, he is a professional psychiatrist and does not care about patients. For him, the most important thing is to deduce Gilgamesh's condition through this kind of dialogue.
"All the subjects of this king should kneel when they see this king." Gilgamesh frowned and said, "If you don't kneel, you will die."
After the voice fell, Gilgamesh didn't wait for Lin Qiye to say anything, directly raised his finger, and lightly pointed at Lin Qiye.
The next moment, a glaring purple light gushed out from the ward, flew upwards obliquely, piercing the sky of the mental hospital of the gods!
