Lin Qiye's consciousness returned to reality and he slowly opened his eyes.

"What did you draw?" asked Sun Wukong.

"…Help me."

"What is that?"

"The life-saving hair." Lin Qiye repeated, "It is what Guanyin Bodhisattva gave you back then."

Sun Wukong: ...

Sun Wukong's expression was extremely strange. After a moment, he reluctantly nodded, "Okay... at least I can save your life a few times."

The two fell silent.

"Lin Qiye." After hesitating for a moment, Sun Wukong spoke.

"What's wrong, Monkey?"

"Thank you for your care during my time in the hospital.

If it weren't for you, I might never have walked out of that hospital door in my life... I'm not Nyx, nor am I old Merlin. I don't have any wealth and have been alone for so many years, so even if I'm discharged from the hospital, I don't have anything to give you as a gift."

Sun Wukong paused for a moment and said seriously,

"But I can make you a promise.

As long as I am alive and you are within my sight, no one can kill you... even the Supreme."

Sun Wukong looked into the distance with his eyes, his tone was very calm, yet it revealed an indescribable determination and confidence.

Lin Qiye was startled and said with a wry smile: "Brother Monkey, we are all family, there is no need to be like this. I have come a long way and I am not as fragile as you think."

"It's different." Sun Wukong shook his head.

“In the past, you were too weak and could only move around within Daxia. The dangers in the mist could hardly threaten you.

But the stronger you are, the more people will target you. Sooner or later, the secret of the Gods' Mental Hospital will be discovered by the Outer Gods... Then, you will be in real danger."

Lin Qiye opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but ultimately fell silent.

Time passes by little by little.

Lin Qiye stepped on the somersault cloud, and the two flew over the sea. On the surface, they were extremely calm, but in their hearts they were always alert to their surroundings.

Having experienced the side effects of [Star Coin] once, he was now extremely alert. Although he didn't know when Gilgamesh's misfortune would be diverted to him, he didn't want to experience being struck by lightning dozens of times in a row again.

After an unknown amount of time, a roar was heard from a distance.

"Um?"

Sun Wukong frowned and turned to look in the direction where the sound came from.

"Is there an enemy?" Lin Qiye, who was on high alert, quickly stood up from the somersault cloud.

Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes slightly, and a little golden light appeared in the depths of his eyes. "It's a white-haired woman, sitting on a strange iron block, approaching here quickly... No, that's not an iron block..."

"A woman with white hair? A piece of iron?"

When Lin Qiye heard Sun Wukong's description, he was extremely confused and stretched his mental power to the extreme.

At the end of the horizon, countless pixels were stacked up crazily, forming a highway that extended infinitely forward. At the front of the highway, a McLaren with a doomsday paint job was humming and speeding at an astonishing speed!

“That is…” Lin Qiye opened his mouth in shock.

He was very familiar with the McLaren with doomsday paint.

At that time, in the Japanese "circle", he was driving

“Memorial?!” Lin Qiye grabbed Sun Wukong, who was holding the golden cudgel and preparing to kill McLaren, and said, “Brother Monkey, we are one of us!”

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Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows and sat back silently.

Lin Qiye rode his somersault cloud and headed straight towards the Doomsday McLaren. As the car's shadow became larger and larger in his field of vision, he stretched out his hand and waved.

"commemorate!"

Sizzle——!!

The sharp friction sound of the tires against the ground instantly resounded through the fog. JIAN's hands quickly flew around in the cab. The entire McLaren drifted half a circle on the highway and braked suddenly at the edge of the highway.

A long white leg kicked open the car door with a bang, and Ji Nian walked out of the car angrily in a ragged windbreaker:

"Lin Qiye! Do you want to die?! Do you know how dangerous it is to act on your own?

You haven't even reached the ceiling yet, and you want to compete with the gods of Olympus for the King's Treasury!? Can't you go back to Utopia and find me first?

What? How can I, the leader of the Shangxie Society, be a burden to you? If you take me with you, I will accompany you to rush into the King's Treasury and kill people without a care in the world, Olympus or the Alps! Isn't this better than taking the risk by yourself?

If you get killed by accident, how can I go home?!

you……"

Jinian stood on the highway with his hands on his hips, looking serious and angry, and he fired a barrage of verbal attacks at Lin Qiye who was descending on a cloud.

At this moment, her eyes fell on Lin Qiye's side. Sun Wukong, who was carrying the golden hoop on his shoulder and wearing golden chain mail, suddenly froze in mid-air with his open mouth.

She blinked hard, and after confirming that this was not a dream, her expression changed from dull to shocked, and then to ecstasy!

"Wow..." She subconsciously opened her mouth and wanted to utter a Chinese quintessence.

But halfway through her speech, she realized something was wrong, and coughed twice in embarrassment, gently brushed her long silver-white hair behind her ears, and spoke respectfully:

"Hello, Great Sage. I'm your fan. Can you please sign an autograph for me?"

Lin Qiye: ...

"Who is she?" Sun Wukong looked at Lin Qiye in confusion.

"...a friend." Lin Qiye's mouth twitched slightly. After a moment, he added, "He was also the former director of the Gods Mental Hospital."

Hearing the second half of the sentence, Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows and looked at Jinian with surprise.

"Hello Great Sage, my name is Ji Nian."

Ji Nian couldn't wait to walk forward and shook hands with Sun Wukong. Even though he was very restrained, the ecstasy in his eyes almost overflowed from the air.

"...Hello, you can let go now."

"Oh, oh ok, sorry."

Ji Nian came to his senses, apologized repeatedly, and obediently retreated to Lin Qiye's side.

"What's going on? When will the Monkey King come out? Didn't I ask you to get me an autograph?" She lowered her voice and spoke.

"About ten minutes ago... I've been fighting since then, so how could I have time to sign?"

"Fight? With whom?"

"This matter is rather complicated. Let's talk about it as we walk."

"good."

Lin Qiye rode the somersault cloud again, carrying Sun Wukong and Jian Ji, and continued to fly forward.

"So, you met nine gods from Asgard, Olympus, and the Sumerian pantheon along the way?" After hearing what happened, Jinyi frowned.

"If you want to rob the King's Treasury, why don't you come to me first? It's too dangerous for you to go alone."

"There is not enough time. If we wait for you to come, the treasure house may have fallen into the hands of others, and Gilgamesh's disease will be completely incurable." Lin Qiye spread his hands helplessly.