Lin Qiye remembered that Gilgamesh told him that fighting could keep him awake.

Now it seems that what keeps him awake may not only be fighting... but more importantly, pain.

When his memory is tampered with and he cannot distinguish between falsehood and reality, pain becomes the "anchor" that fixes Gilgamesh's consciousness, pulling him out of the illusory memory and returning to reality.

"Gilgamesh." Lin Qiye said in a deep voice, "What happened just now?"

Gilgamesh slowly climbed out of the deep pit on the ground. His gray robe was covered with dust. He looked down at his hands, and pain flashed in his eyes:

"My king...My king has seen the people of Uruk again."

"The people of Uruk?" Lin Qiye was startled. "What are they doing?"

“… were massacred.”

Gilgamesh took a deep breath. "The Sumerian gods and monsters rushed into the city from all directions, killing the people of Uruk crazily. I am fighting with one of the gods, but I can't defeat him..."

Lin Qiye turned and looked at Sun Wukong.

In Gilgamesh's confused memory, the one who fought against him was the god of the Sumerian pantheon, but in reality, the one who fought against him was Sun Wukong.

It seems that his false memories correspond to his actions in the real world?

Sun Wukong stared at Gilgamesh for a long time with complicated eyes, and said lightly:

"You can always call me if you want to fight in the future."

After he finished speaking, he gave Lin Qiye a look, turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

Lin Qiye understood what he meant and followed him.

Bragi held the harp, pondered for a moment, turned to look at Gilgamesh, and said seriously:

"If you want to fight, don't look for me. After all, even if ten of me were combined, I still wouldn't be able to beat you... But if you want to talk to someone, I'm always here for you."

Gilgamesh looked at him and the two departing figures in silence, with a complex look in his eyes.

…

Lin Qiye and Sun Wukong walked to the second floor of the hospital wing. The latter glanced at Bragi and Gilgamesh below and took the initiative to speak:

"His condition is not good. You may not have much time left."

Hearing this, Lin Qiye stood there in a daze.

"What's the meaning?"

"In the past few days, every time I fight him, I can feel that his condition is getting worse and worse. This time he completely lost control. Perhaps this is a sign that the existence of the outside world controlling his memory has broken some kind of boundary and is beginning to gradually affect his behavior."

"After the first time, he will lose control more and more times, and the frequency will gradually increase.

If this continues, he will either go crazy due to complete memory confusion, or he will start self-harm or even commit suicide in order to maintain his sanity..."

Hearing these words, Lin Qiye's face turned visibly ugly.

He had also thought about what Sun Wukong said, but in his speculation, the worst case scenario was that the treatment progress would return to 0%, and he would be back to the state of just walking out of the ward.

But the situation this time is a little different.

If there really is someone outside who is manipulating Gilgamesh's memory, then the lower limit of deterioration might be far beyond his imagination, and might even be worse than when he walked out of the ward. It is not impossible that the treatment progress will drop to 0%, and it is possible that it will become a negative number.

"I understand." Lin Qiye nodded solemnly, "I will find out the root cause of Gilgamesh's disease as soon as possible and eliminate it."

Sun Wukong nodded slightly, "Being able to control the memory of a god, this is definitely not an easy task... Be careful."

"Um."

…

Lin Qiye regained consciousness from the hospital and immediately sat up from his bed.

He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then put on his clothes, quickly walked out of the house, went straight to Jianji's door and knocked on it.

Knock knock knock——!

"Tsk, who is it? It's the middle of the night."

A voice came from behind the door, followed by the sound of slippers rubbing against the ground.

Creak.

The door opened, and Jinyi, wearing brown fluffy pajamas, stood behind the door with an unhappy look on his face.

After leaving Daxia, Jinian let her hair return to its silver-white color, hanging down to her waist in a messy manner. She wore a pair of round black-framed glasses on her nose, which made her look more bookish. She was completely different from the girl who tinkered with motorcycle modifications during the day.

"It's you?" Jinian glanced at Lin Qiye and said unhappily, "Do you know what time it is now?"

"I know." Lin Qiye nodded and said seriously, "But I have something important to ask you."

"Important things?"

Ji Nian looked into his eyes suspiciously, and after confirming that he was not joking, she silently wrapped herself in her fluffy pajamas, turned around and walked into the room.

"Change your shoes and come in... Don't close the door tightly, leave a gap, otherwise if a man and a woman are alone in a room in the middle of the night, who would know..."

Lin Qiye smiled bitterly, put on his slippers, and walked into Jian's room.

The warm light cast a halo, illuminating a corner of the room. The desk in the center was piled with various heavy books. There were also a few draft papers with wet ink scattered on the desk, filled with complicated formulas that Lin Qiye could not understand.

"Introduction to Plasma Physics", "Principles of Nuclear Fusion", "In-depth Study of Atomic Motion Trajectory under Critical State"...

"It's so late, and you're still studying?" Lin Qiye asked in surprise.

Ji Nian walked to the desk and sat on the chair. Her long silver-white hair looked like a golden waterfall under the warm light. She took off her round-frame glasses and rubbed her eyes tiredly.

"How can you become stronger if you don't study?"

"You've already reached the ceiling of humanity, how much stronger do you want to be?"

"...Not enough." Ji Nian shook his head slightly, a hint of loneliness flashed in his eyes, "I'm still far from it."

Lin Qiye asked in confusion, "Isn't this enough? You want to break through and become a god? Even if that's the case, there's no need to be so anxious... What do you want to do?"

Ji Nian did not answer. She just rubbed the back of her hand gently. After a long time, she slowly spoke:

"I want to... go home."

"Go home? Where is your home?"

"Where your hospital comes from is where my home is."

Lin Qiye's pupils shrank slightly, and he said in shock: "You and the Gods Mental Hospital are from the same place?"

"Why do you think I ended up in that hospital, walking through the fog with it?" Jin Yi leaned back in his chair and sighed, "Originally, I fell into this world with it..."

Lin Qiye stared into Jin Yi's eyes, and it took him a while to come back to his senses, "I see... No wonder your Forbidden Ruins are so special, and you have so many strange talents."

Ji Nian smiled, raised the back of his hand, and stared at the complex pattern of pixels.

"This is not the Forbidden Ruins... In my world, this thing is called [Skin Pattern], but the presentation of its ability is very similar to your Forbidden Ruins."

She raised her head, looked at Lin Qiye, and said solemnly:

"Your hospital is far more magical than you can imagine. It can bring me into this world, and perhaps, it can also take me away from here...

Lin Qiye, you are the key to my return home."

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