Me? The director of the Asylum of All Heavens!

Chapter 4 This is how the Zaun people greet each other
"Zuan? I seem to have heard this name somewhere. Wait, let me think about it."

Lin Zizhi covered his head with his hands in pain. After waking up from the dream, he seemed to have forgotten a lot of things, as if his memory was suddenly disconnected. He only remembered the scenes of working in the hospital.

I could vaguely hear a curse in the distance, it seemed that the punk gang's men were chasing after me.

"…I told you this is a bad idea! Damn it!"

"Shut up and run! Haha! We escaped! Hahahaha..."

It sounded like they were not chasing us, but rather seemed to be hiding from some terrifying beast.

"Looks like someone is about to get into bad luck! Ignore them, let's go this way!"

Harley Quinn laughed as she climbed over a rusty guardrail, leaped onto the roof opposite, and then slid down a pipe.

The roar of the wild beast was approaching from behind, and it looked like they had accidentally released a terrible beast.

Without time to think, Lloyd Foger jumped over, then winked at Lin Zizhi to follow, and then slid down.

"No, didn't you release that thing? Is it so scary?"

Lin Zizhi's mouth twitched. Accustomed to a calm, safe and peaceful life, he was somewhat dulled in his sense of danger.

"Awoo!" The howling and screaming of wolves behind me were getting closer and closer.

"Shit, where am I? What the hell have I forgotten?"

Lin Zizhi had a headache again, and the blood vessels on his forehead were prominently visible, beating along with his pulse.

"…Come on! You damned beast! Taste this!"

“…Come out!”

The enemy's voice was close at hand, just across a corner. Lin Zizhi had already seen the fat man with a machine gun confronting something terrifying in the air.

Under the pressure of survival, Lin Zizhi's eyes began to turn red and veins popped up on his forehead. He once again felt uncontrollable anger, which was the effect of the glimmer potion.

"Damn it! It's so high! It's going to kill me! No! I can't jump! I... I can run another way! Maybe I can still make it in time..."

"Ow~"

In the end, his emotions overwhelmed his reason, so he angrily kicked the rusty guardrail and jumped down without caring what was underneath.

The sound of gunfire overhead created a symphony of death.

Lloyd Folger, who was still sliding along the pipe, sighed as he looked at the man falling freely, and said helplessly:
"According to the plan, shouldn't we confirm it first and then rescue him from the spirit world? Do you think he is the man we know?"

Harley Quinn didn't care: "At least he's not another man we know, right?"

……

Just above their heads the werewolf caught up with the two unfortunate guys.

The werewolf's sharp claws pierced through the fat man's chest, and the sound of the machine gun stopped abruptly.

It greedily sniffed the bloody smell in the air, and suddenly a gunshot was heard from the side, and a bullet hit its head...

……

at the same time.

"boom!"

Hearing the loud noise of the guardrail falling to the ground, Lin Zizhi knew that it was about to hit the ground.

He stomped on the wall to use the force to cushion his impact, and after jumping back and forth between the walls several times, he finally landed smoothly in the garbage dump in the base city with Harley and Lloyd.

The huge noise scared away a group of crows looking for food.

After the high-altitude rappelling, Lin Zizhi’s mood gradually calmed down and the influence of the faint light gradually faded.

He was no longer so irritable and his headaches were much relieved.

"Tell me what is going on. Since you pulled me out of the dream, I am willing to try to believe what you say, no matter how bizarre it is, I can accept it." Lin Zizhi said as he was rummaging through something in the garbage dump.

Soon he picked up a piece of mirror fragment.

He looked quite handsome in the mirror, but a little different from the image Lin Zizhi had of himself.

Although he has black hair and black eyes, his face has a high nose bridge and deep eye sockets. He does not look like a pure Asian. His strong facial features give him a feeling of being of Eastern European descent.

Although he had forgotten many things, Lin Zizhi still clearly remembered that he was a pure Chinese, not a Chinese-Russian hybrid.

In addition, as a myopic patient, I can now see distant objects clearly without wearing glasses.

This made him begin to doubt whether he had traveled through time and possessed someone else.

At this moment, Harley Quinn came to him.

"First, let me ask you a question. How much do you remember? For example, do you still remember your name and your identity?"

"My name is Lin Zizhi, a freshly graduated college student majoring in psychiatry. If I remember correctly, I should be doing an internship in the psychiatry department of the hospital. Damn it! I must be crazy!"

Lin Zizhi couldn't stand the unfamiliar self, so he threw away the mirror fragments he had picked up, accidentally alarming a group of scavengers not far away.

"Hey! Where are you from? This is our territory!"

A group of scavenging homeless people appeared from nowhere and surrounded us.

They all had varying degrees of distortion on their bodies, and looked like synthetic monsters that had escaped from a biochemical laboratory, but none of the three people in front of them took them seriously.

"Are you sure you want to talk here?" Lloyd Folger looked at the group of homeless people who surrounded him, straightened his suit, dusted off his body and asked casually.

"Oh, my God, why don't you just make it clear earlier? Do you still want to find a cafe to elegantly drink afternoon tea and talk about things?"

Harley Quinn rolled her eyes and picked up a chair with a broken leg and sat on it carelessly.

The chair with only three legs was not stable, and Harley Quinn was swaying back and forth as if she was about to fall down at any time.

Lloyd Folger shrugged, pointed his head and said to the homeless people: "Here's a piece of advice for you, don't mess with her, she's a lunatic."

Lloyd Folger's demeanor showed that he was a nobleman from the upper city. The homeless people looked at each other and did not dare to take action for a moment.

"Come on, let's continue. Your memories and dreams are mixed together. Do you remember the questions I asked you in your dream?"

Harley Quinn ignored the group of homeless people and continued to ask Lin Zizhi.

"In a dream?" Lin Zizhi tried hard to recall what happened in his dream.

"Damn it!" A tall and deformed homeless man couldn't stand such contempt and rushed towards Harley Quinn, cursing.

Harley Quinn naturally fell back from the chair, dodged the homeless man's attack, and then kicked the man in the chin with a flying kick.

The homeless man squatted down, holding his chin in pain.

"Didn't your mother teach you not to interrupt others when they are talking?"

Harley Quinn stood up and picked up the chair with a broken leg, and smashed it hard on the homeless man's ugly face that looked like a mutant toad.

Wood chips and broken teeth, blood and saliva flew everywhere, and the tall tramp flew out in a spin.

The remaining homeless people were stunned for a moment, and then scattered like frightened birds.

Those who can live at the bottom of society and know the times are heroes.

Lloyd Folger sighed as he watched them leave.

As the saying goes: cats have their own ways, mice have their own ways. These ubiquitous guys are most likely to reveal their whereabouts.

Now that things have come to this, the best thing to do is to leave here as soon as possible.

"Let's go, we have to leave as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)