I studied beheading in a mental institution

Noticing this strangeness, Lin Qiye immediately picked up the sunspots again and put them into the chess basket.

"After you!"

The smile on Yeland's face didn't fade away, and he patiently continued to take out sunspots from Lou and sprinkle them on the chessboard.

The number and position of chess pieces are still exactly the same as the previous two times!

Lin Qiye's expression gradually became serious.

Once or twice, it may be a coincidence, but the third time the result is still the same, things are by no means so simple.

Yelande is the Holy Master of the Western Holy Cult. Lin Qiye doesn't believe that after explaining it to himself, he still doesn't understand the rules of chess, but the opponent scattered the chess pieces in the same position three times, either purely to make trouble, or... Just trying to send him some kind of message?

"Senior Yelande, what do you want to tell me?" Lin Qiye asked.

Yelande's answer still did not meet Lin Qiye's expectations: "You did a good job, kid."

Lin Qiye sighed, and didn't try to communicate with him any more. His eyes fell on the chessboard in front of him, and he carefully recorded the position of each chess piece in his mind.

After writing down the chess pieces, Lin Qiye got up and left. He found Li Yifei, after thinking for a while, he still said:

"If you have nothing to do in the future, play chess with him more."

Li Yifei was taken aback, and said with a bitter face, "But, he plays chess..."

"Don't worry about whether he played correctly or not. After he finishes playing each time, you mark the positions of the pieces on the board and put them together. Then I will look at them one by one."

"……OK, no problem."

Li Yifei saw Lin Qiye turned around and was about to leave, and suddenly said:

"By the way, Qiye, Gilgamesh said, go find him when you are free."

Lin Qiye stopped.

He turned his head and asked suspiciously, "Gilgamesh? Who is that?"

……

The mental hospital of the gods.

The second floor of the sick building.

Lin Qiye walked through the corridor, Nyx's No. [-] ward, Merlin's No. [-] ward, Braki's No. [-] ward, Sun Wukong's No. [-] ward... These once brightly lit rooms are now dim and dead. They left one after another, leaving only the respective patterns on the house numbers as proof of their existence.

Lin Qiye's eyes swept across the empty wards, and for a moment, he felt a little empty in his heart.

Finally, he stopped in front of the door of the fifth room that was still bright.

Tuk tuk duk -!

He knocked on the door twice, pushed the door open and entered.

This room was even more empty than he had imagined, with only a clean and tidy hospital bed and a small chair.

At this moment, a figure in a gray robe was standing by the window, looking out of the window with his hands behind his back, as motionless as a sculpture.

"...Hello?" Lin Qiye stood at the door and asked tentatively.

The figure turned around slowly, looked at Lin Qiye's somewhat cramped and confused expression, and sighed helplessly:

"You are finally here, Lin Qiye."

"Gilgamesh." Lin Qiye paused, "I don't have the slightest memory of you in my mind, I think it might be Xing..."

"A side effect of [Star Coins]." Gilgamesh added, "When you use it, this king is present...or in other words, this king asked you to use it."

Hearing these words, Lin Qiye breathed a sigh of relief.

Regarding the complete memory loss of patients in Ward [-], Lin Qiye only thought of the possibility of [Star Coins], but what he was worried about was that he could not convince the patients in this ward that he had lost his memory due to the side effects of [Star Coins]. He also didn't know what the patient's personality was like, whether he knew about the existence of 【Star Coins】, if he accidentally provoked the other party, things would be troublesome.

Now that Gilgamesh took the initiative to explain the situation, it is undoubtedly great news.

"Sorry, because I lost my memory about you, so I might take some time to re-understand the information about you..." Lin Qiye said apologetically.

Gilgamesh was silent for a moment, then turned around and took out several thick stacks of materials and books from under the bed, and placed them in front of Lin Qiye, hesitantly said:

"Actually, I don't know much about my past..."

In the king's treasury, Gilgamesh also used [star coins] to summon his past self, and also lost most of his memory, let alone Lin Qiye, he is not very sure who he is...

Lin Qiye froze in place.

"These books were brought by you some time ago. From the historical records, you may be able to retrieve part of my king's past..."

"I understand." Lin Qiye immediately sat down cross-legged, took out a book and read it carefully, then seemed to think of something, raised his head and asked hesitantly, "By the way, do you remember...what exactly did you get?" What disease is it?"

Gilgamesh's face darkened, "My king is not sick!"

Lin Qiye: ...

Gilgamesh paused, and then added: "Or... the king's illness is almost cured."

Lin Qiye glanced at the nothingness above Gilgamesh's head, the progress bar stayed at 78%, and nodded thoughtfully.

The progress of the treatment can reach 78%, which basically means that the most serious part of his condition has been resolved.

"Do you remember what happened after you came here?" Lin Qiye asked.

"remember."

"Then tell me carefully." Lin Qiye said solemnly, "especially the part related to me."

Gilgamesh gave him a complicated look, and after a while, he still spoke slowly:

"The first time this king met you was when..."

In the middle of the night, the Gods Mental Hospital has been plunged into darkness, only the ward on the second floor of the ward is still brightly lit.

Under the light, two figures sat facing each other, talking in a low voice among the thick information and history books.

……

The sky is getting brighter.

Lin Qiye, who hadn't slept all night, finished washing and returned to the open space with other [Night Curtain] team members.

Li Kengqiang, who was wearing a floral shirt and toad mirrors, walked slowly with his hands behind his back, like an old cadre walking in the park.

"Commander Li, the trial training is over, should we start the formal training today?"

Cao Yuan couldn't help asking.

Li Kengqiang nodded, and his eyes swept across the crowd behind his sunglasses, "I saw clearly the performance of each of you in [Virtual Reconstruction] yesterday... If my perception is not wrong, some of you have already touched It has reached the threshold of becoming a human ceiling."

Hearing this sentence, Lin Qiye was fat and fat, Cao Yuan and Jiang Er turned their heads to look at An Qingyu at the same time, and the latter smiled a little embarrassedly.

Although Lin Qiye is also at the peak of the "Klein" realm, less than a year has passed since he stepped into "Klein", and there is still some distance from touching that threshold...

After all, even he is still inferior to the freak An Qingyu who has the [only correct answer] in terms of the speed of mental power.