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"Patients who are dozing off, please wake up." The lecturer reminded, "The last class today is still our most popular Tianjiao History class."
Su Wanxing looked around and saw that most of the patients were elderly and almost no one was listening. It was hard to tell that the content of this class was popular.
"Tianjiao made his fortune by selling alcoholic beverages. Ten years ago, he began to acquire small technology companies one after another. Finally, a year ago, he successfully built an unprecedented city in the sky..."
The teacher talked eloquently, and seemed to be fascinated by everything Tianjiao had done. "Alas, I still miss the Tianjiao special drink back then, but it's a pity that I can't drink it now."
Su Wanxing listened to the general idea and concluded: Tianjiao seemed to have grown into a god of this world, and his every move could affect the changes of all things in the world.
But Su Wanxing did not believe all the exaggerated achievements. Everything that ordinary people saw and heard was mixed with white, false and malicious lies.
The capital represented by "Tianjiao" wants ordinary people like Su Wanxing to hear or see something, and they can only hear and see that.
"Okay, today's class ends here," the teacher said, "Dear patients, I would like to inform you that we will hold a garden tour tomorrow, and reporters will come to the hospital for interviews."
No one paid any attention to what the teacher said.
The boring classes ended, and after dinner, it was time for free activities in the evening.
Su Wanxing observed leisurely, and her opinion of the mentally ill patients changed.
In fact, most patients just live in their own world out of habit. They will not suddenly disturb others, nor will they attack others maliciously, and are very friendly most of the time.
Just like the so-called normal people, they run the course of life mechanically, but when faced with unexpected events, they will also lose control of their emotions.
What is normal and what is abnormal is determined by the majority. If most people choose option A, then those who stand behind option B will be considered abnormal.
"Old Man Shi, what is membrane theory?" Su Wanxing found that as long as he didn't touch Uncle Shi's bottom line, he was a knowledgeable old boy.
Old Man Shi let go of his air companion's hand and explained, "It's a cycle that repeats itself over and over again. It's just that tiny humans can't see when the cycle starts, nor can they predict when the cycle ends."
"It seems that you are very knowledgeable about everything in the universe." Su Wanxing praised.
Old Man Shi smiled kindly at the air, and then looked at Su Wanxing complacently, "Actually, I'm better at mechanical engineering."
"Old Man Shi, you are so awesome!" Su Wanxing gave him a thumbs up.
Old Man Shi agreed and excitedly took his lifemate Shufen away.
Su Wanxing also slowed down his pace unconsciously.
The old lady in the wheelchair was facing the glass cover alone.
At this moment, the cylindrical cover looked like a huge reflector, and Su Wanxing's slowly approaching figure was clearly exposed by the light.
The old lady had obviously noticed her approaching. Although she looked old, her hands and feet were very nimble.
Before Su Wanxing could react, an incomprehensible yellow talisman was stuck on the back of his hand.
"You don't have any ghosts on you." The old lady repeated the same words and took back the talisman, as if this thing was very rare.
Su Wanxing didn't dare to ask such revealing questions as "Have you seen him somewhere before?", so he could only carefully test his feelings:
"Grandma, what's your name?"
"I have the same last name as your father."
The old lady answered easily, as if she was just guessing.
Su Wanxing didn't get the answer he expected, so he asked in disbelief: "You...are also surnamed Song?"
The old lady raised her head slightly and revealed an unfathomable smile.
Su Wanxing got goosebumps when seeing this.
"Grandma Song, are you scaring Xiao Su again?" The security guard sitting at the entrance of the cafeteria shouted. He sat there every day and everyone called him Uncle Door.
Su Wanxing couldn't keep up with the conversation for a moment, and all she could think about was how did she know? !
Uncle Men yelled again, "Xiao Su, Granny Song is the old witch in our mental hospital. She's proficient in divination, fortune-telling, and exorcising demons. Isn't she? Is your father's last name really Song? Shouldn't your father's last name be Su?"
The key point is that Su Wanxing does not take his father’s surname. His father in his original world is named Song Yan.
Before Su Wanxing could ask anything else, Grandma Song controlled the wheelchair and slowly slid into the curved corridor.
"Grandma Song," Su Wanxing chased after her, "Can I ask you a few more questions?"
"I just want to answer one more question for you." Grandma Song said mysteriously.
Su Wanxing was unable to verify the authenticity of Grandma Song's fortune-telling, but he always felt that this grandma was extraordinary. Whether it was her temperament or her words and conversation, she had an aura of being able to control everything.
"Grandma, I'm trapped in a dream. No matter how I analyze it, I'm still facing a dead end." Su Wanxing asked carefully, "How can I find a path of hope in my dream?"
Grandma Song muttered something mysterious, took out a yellow triangle from her sleeve, and stuffed it into Su Wanxing's pocket. "This is a peace charm. From now on, you must wear it on your chest, above your heart, and don't show it to anyone."
Su Wanxing turned her hand over to check, and sure enough, it was a triangular amulet painted with cinnabar. She tactfully put it into her left chest pocket.
"A positive dream will turn into the opposite, and a negative dream will turn into a positive one." Grandma Song waved her hands and said in a fashionable way, "See you tomorrow!"
Su Wanxing stood there, feeling a slight heat in his chest.
It's late at night and time here seems especially long.
Su Wanxing tried to use space to jump away, but he didn't know the coordinates of the outside point, so he had no place to use his skills.
And Fa Cai’s holographic scan could not see through the glass cover, so Su Wanxing had no idea what was behind the glass cover?
Hearing an alarm from the thermal sensor on his wrist, Su Wanxing hurriedly checked whether there were any suspicious objects in the room to prevent the staff who would come in later from noticing anything wrong.
"Xiao Su, can I come in?" It was Tong Ming's voice.
Su Wanxing adjusted his state and said, "Okay."
Tong Ming immediately pushed the door open and walked in, looking down. "There is still food for Big Orange and Little Snake. It seems I don't need to buy more."
Su Wanxing didn't dare to give the big orange and the little snake food here, and lied, "They have been losing weight recently, so they eat less."
"Is that so?" Tong Ming smiled gently. "Xiao Su, you don't need to take off the health monitor on your chest when you take a shower. It's waterproof. If there are no other problems, I'll leave."
"Okay, thank you."
Su Wanxing closed the door, remained silent for two seconds, took out a piece of white paper, wrote down all the important things that happened today, and hid it under Daju's belly.
"Make a fortune, save a copy as a backup." She was afraid that this body really had amnesia, and she would not remember anything when she woke up tomorrow. Wouldn't all her efforts be in vain?
Su Wanxing took a bath with the water provided by the space and lay back on the bed.
As expected, I fell asleep.
"Hello? Hello! Xiao Su!" A colleague's voice appeared!
Su Wanxing saw the cup with Tianjiao Special Drink printed on it again.
The cycle begins.
Su Wanxing still couldn't remember who his colleague was, that rude bearded man who was eating the contaminated salmon in big mouthfuls.
The body spent nearly a year in a mental hospital, haunted by the same dream for 366 days.
Su Wanxing only watched it twice, but she felt exhausted both physically and mentally.
The endless sea and the desperate black and gray filled the entire picture.
Ah! Su Wanxing slapped her forehead. She couldn't look at the problem from the perspective of an outsider, she had to put herself into the game.
She may be a person living or working in Area C. A year ago, Area C disappeared from the earth's crust due to rising sea levels.
She thought she was drowned, but in fact she was not dead yet, and was sent to Tianjiao Mental Hospital for treatment.
Overwhelmed by the feeling of suffocation, Su Wanxing drowned, and everyone died.
"Huh, huh..." Su Wanxing opened his heavy eyelids.
No forgetfulness!
She looked down and saw that the breathing light on the health monitor had turned from green to yellow. She quickly adjusted her breathing to avoid a repeat of the oppression of being tied up.
The breathing light turned green, Su Wanxing breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at the world clock that Fa Cai had just converted. It was not yet eight o'clock.
"Dreams are the opposite of reality." Su Wanxing recalled, "Not everyone is dead, some are still alive! The survivors may have been sent to a mental hospital!"
The food delivery robot seemed to sense that she was awake, and the meal was delivered to her door.
Su Wanxing heard the noise and immediately shut down, took the food into the house, opened the transparent odor isolation cover, and took out a simple bowl of wontons stuffed with preserved eggs and lean meat. Since she was drowned twice by the sea, she stopped eating all seafood and aquatic products. When she saw them, she would easily think of the suffocating feeling of being strangled.
At eight o'clock in the morning, it's time for morning exercises.
Su Wanxing was doing her exercises absentmindedly. Who were the people who were sent to the mental hospital like her?
Finding them may bring you some unexpected rewards.
"Good morning, sister!"
Su Wanxing was so frightened that she couldn't help but give Xiaolong a cold look.
"Sister, I hate garden tours and press interviews the most," said Xiaolong.
"Why?"
"Because the way people outside look at us is like seeing fish in a tank or birds in a cage in a zoo!"
Su Wanxing said "Oh" and looked at Xiaolong in the true sense.
This guy... looks quite like the younger brother of an old friend. Su Wanxing looked at him suspiciously, but thought that the resemblance was only in profile, after all, he hadn't seen him for a long time.
"Where is your sister?" Su Wanxing asked.
Xiaolong blinked his bright eyes, "You are my sister! No one can hurt my sister!"
This dog's personality is definitely different from the impression she had of it. It should just be similar in appearance.
Su Wanxing gave up questioning him and said, "Stay away from me!"
"elder sister……"
"Shut up!"
"sister……"
Su Wanxing suddenly raised his hand to scare him.
Xiaolong immediately put his hands on his head and stood far away, "Listen to your sister, I like you the most."
"He has paranoid delusions," Tong Ming is a really good tour guide, always helping Su Wanxing solve his puzzles. "He doesn't actually have a sister, but he always thinks that his sister was murdered."
Su Wanxing felt sorry for a moment, but couldn't stand his annoyance.
"Okay, morning exercises are over, you should go back to your room. The garden tour and press interviews are about to begin." Tong Ming suddenly showed sadness.
"Why do I feel like I'm going to be executed soon?" Su Wanxing said half-jokingly.
“No one likes this kind of activity.”
Su Wanxing walked into the room, and Tong Ming's sad and angry expression was still fresh in his memory.
A bad premonition suddenly came over me.
Perhaps the identity at the beginning was too subversive, making Su Wanxing forget that this was not a puzzle game, but a natural disaster survival game.
If you want to leave safely, you must first escape unknown natural disasters and man-made disasters!
“Swish!”
Su Wanxing came back to his senses.
While visiting the zoo, half of the glass cover turned transparent amidst the tour guide's enthusiastic explanation!
All the mentally ill patients are like ornamental fish locked in a fish tank, displayed without reservation through transparent glass.
Su Wanxing could even see Xiaolong in the room on the left who had just come out of the bathroom, glanced outside the door, and then wandered around as usual.
The person living next door on the right is Grandma Song. She is sitting in a wheelchair with her eyes closed, resting.
"Our interview question this month is - What is the meaning of life?" the reporter enthusiastically created the atmosphere.
Su Wanxing's gaze returned to the front.
The white column in the center also became transparent! A huge crowd of people slowly descended from above. It turned out to be an elevator.
The elevator door was open, and there were adults and children everywhere. They were wearing beautiful clothes and had curious looks on their faces.
What are they thinking?
Su Wanxing felt extremely uncomfortable.
The reporter symbolically held up the microphone and walked to the door of Grandma Song's room, "No. 1, what do you think is the meaning of life?"
Grandma Song said lazily, "Freedom." The sound seemed to be amplified infinitely, as if a loudspeaker was deliberately installed in the room.
"Wow, what a thought-provoking answer! Dear parents and friends, mentally ill people are not as scary as you think." The reporter passed the microphone to the next room at the right time, "No. 2, what do you think?"
Old Man Shi rushed forward angrily and hammered the glass cover several times, scaring the children so much that they stepped back one after another.
"Get lost! You bunch of aliens!"
Several parents rushed forward to protect their children, "If they are sick, they are sick. Don't whitewash it."
The reporter scratched his head in embarrassment. His panicked eyes searched for the quiet and well-behaved Su Wanxing in the fish tank, and he stepped forward to ask: "No. 1024, what do you think is the meaning of life?"
Su Wanxing said expressionlessly: "Life has meaning."
"Well……"
"Are you a meaning man? Do you have to find meaning in everything you do in order to survive?" Su Wanxing retorted in confusion.
The reporter was speechless for a moment. The interview reached a bottleneck and could only move on to the next stage. "It seems that the patients are very resistant to this question. Next time, we at Tianjiao News will definitely choose a more meaningful question for the interview."
"Then," the reporter smiled strangely, "I'm going to show you the latest research results of Tianjiao Medicine - mutants!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Wanxing heard the white glass cover behind him also become transparent.
Outside...outside the mental hospital is the deep sea? !
At that time, the cylindrical building lit up with a strong beam of light that could penetrate the deep sea.
Not long after, dense bubbles rushed towards the transparent cylinder, bounced towards the cylinder, and burst with a "whoosh".
Following closely behind them is a group of... weirdos who can breathe freely in water.
They have skin that looks like nuclear contaminated water, with a raised texture as if covered with tumors, and obvious gills on their necks.
Su Wanxing was forced to take a few steps back, and the excited voices of reporters echoed endlessly.
"Deep-sea mutants are able to survive perfectly in nuclear-contaminated water. Their appearance marks humanity's victory over nuclear pollution!"
Su Wanxing turned around and stared at the reporter in disbelief, "Why don't you listen carefully to what you are saying? !"
Can you represent all of humanity?!
"hiss--"
The deep-sea monster seemed to understand the reporter's ridicule and showed his dark and twisted fangs in dissatisfaction.
"Through research, we have discovered that the bodies of the deep-sea mutants have evolved, but their language has degenerated. They cannot speak, are barbaric and stupid, and the ocean will be their territory in the future. However, the great Tianjiao has led all of humanity to abandon the ocean! Our future lives will no longer be threatened by the ocean."
If the door hadn't been locked, Su Wanxing really wanted to rush out and beat up the arrogant reporter.
"Ah! They are hitting the glass wall!" a child screamed.
The arrogant reporter patted his chest and said, "See, they are stupid and bad. How could they be easily damaged if they are made by Tianjiao?"
“Crunch! Crunch!”
Su Wanxing took a deep breath, and the "big fish tank" in the deep sea... cracked!
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