Shen Fei and a group of sentinels led Lin Yuan to the treatment room, which was a room specially prepared for injured sentinels.
In order to prevent the mentally fragile injured from being affected during treatment, all walls of the treatment room are covered with thick sound insulation materials to ensure that the mentally fragile injured in the room will no longer be affected by external noise.
Lin Yuan stood in front of the multi-layered glass window outside the house, looking at the treatment room.
The treatment room was lit with soft lights, and a bunch of medical equipment were connected in a tangled mess. On the only bed, a sentry was tightly tied.
The sentry looked very quiet at this moment, with long golden hair and handsome features, his eyes staring blankly, looking at the roof silently.
His hands were crossed and folded over his shoulders, tied tightly from head to toe with thick straps, with heavy iron locks on his neck and feet, and a cylindrical gag tied around his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue.
I don't know what kind of fierce struggle has taken place here that requires such strict precautions against the patient.
"How is it?"
Shen Fei and the sentries outside the house looked at Lin Yuan nervously, as if Lin Yuan could determine someone's life or death with just one look through the glass. He could immediately give them a reassurance or a death notice.
"I want to know some details, what his spiritual body is, and what its current condition is. It would be best if I could know what he encountered in the contaminated area." Lin Yuan said.
Shen Fei's face turned ugly.
"You know, the contaminated area is like a weird nightmare. Each contaminated area is completely different. The mutants in it are also different." He explained, "Some of them crave human flesh and blood, while some like to pollute the human spiritual world. There are also some, as long as you don't touch their boundaries, they can even live in peace with humans. The mutant who caught Rachel wanted to turn him into his own kind."
Lin Yuan said she didn't know much about it. When she was studying in the White Tower, she had watched many promotional videos of humans fighting against mutants. The monsters in the videos were all ferocious and bloodthirsty. Killing was their instinct. They fought fiercely and irrationally with the heroes.
In the contaminated area that she had just passed through, human-headed monsters chased after human blood, and their sharp mouthparts took the lives of many people.
Of course, if we talk about mutants that are different from others, Lin Yuan does know one, and that guy has been secretly hiding in her home.
"Those you are talking about are the lowest level mutants." Shen Fei said, "They mostly appear in the newly formed polluted areas. In fact, in the polluted areas, the powerful mutants are not just simple beasts. They are cunning, with different personalities, and each has its own quirks and habits."
"There is a mutant in Contaminated Area No. 5. It particularly likes powerful Sentinels. It never kills any Sentinel that falls into its hands. It only imprisons and tortures them repeatedly. Until it breaks through the Sentinel's barrier and pollutes the spiritual world. Until people completely collapse, go berserk, and become the same mutant species as them, and stay in the world of monsters forever."
"I've always had a feeling..." Shen Fei pondered for a while, "It just likes to keep people in there, turn them into monsters, and live in the polluted area from then on."
"What happened in the contaminated area..." Shen Fei showed a painful expression, as if he remembered something he didn't want to recall. He wiped his face, but continued to speak.
"When we arrived, the monster had put Xiao Lei on a high platform and was torturing him. The worst thing was that its spores created a lot of dummies, the kind that look very much like real people. Among those people were me, these brothers, and some of Xiao Lei's relatives. In short, they were all the people closest to him in his memory. They gathered together with our faces, watching him being tortured bit by bit, and still laughing beside him."
He pounded his fist against the wall. "When I arrived, I beat the guy with my face to a pulp. But it was no use. Rachel was tortured there for three days. When we picked him up, he didn't recognize anyone."
The atmosphere outside the treatment room was solemn. The sentinels all had red eyes and gritted their teeth in silence. It was obvious that each of them had participated in the rescue and had an unforgettable anger in their hearts.
In the whole audience, perhaps only Lin Yuan could still maintain her iconic expressionless face.
She touched her chin, hummed, and said, "Okay, I'll go in and try it."
After saying this, she turned around, pushed the door and went in.
The sentries crowded around the glass observation window outside the house, looking nervously at the inside of the house.
They held their breath and watched the young female guide enter the house.
The guide calmly washed his hands in the sink, folded his sleeves, and found a chair next to the bed to sit down.
Rachel, who was tied to the bed, did not react at all, and stared at the ceiling indifferently. He did not seem to care who sat next to him, or what was going to be done to him.
The personal terminal worn on Lin Yuan's left wrist lit up, and several virtual screens popped up, connecting to the vital monitor of the sentinel on the bed.
She looked at the various physical data for a while, stretched out her right hand, and firmly pressed the sentinel's eyebrows, covering his azure eyes.
"She, she, she's already done it!" The big tiger outside the window almost jumped up, was glared at by seven or eight people, and quickly covered his mouth with his hands as big as a palm fan.
Although the soundproofing here was very good and no one could hear anything happening outside, they were still very careful not to disturb Lin Yuan's treatment.
"Is it starting now?" He covered his mouth and whispered to the short-haired female sentry beside him, gesturing with his hands, "Little Bird, I heard that we need to change clothes, burn incense, and play music before the counseling?"
The female sentry with the nickname "Little Bird" stared at the house nervously and shook her head.
She didn't understand either. This was her first time seeing Director Xiang's psychiatric treatment, and it was really different from the fancy scenes she saw on TV dramas.
"She rushed all the way and didn't even have a sip of water before going in. No matter what the result is, we should thank her." Xiaoniao said, "After all, Captain Lei has already..."
She swallowed the unlucky second half of the sentence and said, "No matter what, once the counseling begins, it cannot be disturbed. What we need to do now is to remain quiet, guard this door, and not let anyone interfere with what's going on inside."
Through the glass, the girl sitting beside the bed closed her eyes. The dim light from the virtual screen shone on her calm and indifferent face, inexplicably giving people a sense of security.
…
Lin Yuan opened his eyes and found himself standing in a room that was mostly collapsed.
Is this Rachel's mental picture?
She looked up and looked around. The small room should have been a warm place. There were striped wallpapers, beautiful wall lamps, and a small wooden bed. There was a pot of green plants and several photo frames on the bedside table.
Lin Yuan took a look at the photos, most of which were group photos. The sentries in the photos were arm in arm with each other, with bright smiles on their faces.
Looking carefully, there are several faces that Lin Yuan, the owner, recognizes, including Xu Fei, Da Hu, Xiao Niao... those who are guarding outside the treatment room, basically all appear in the photos.
This is the warmest and safest place in Rachel's heart, and it holds the image of the person he cares most about.
The cozy house was now mostly collapsed, with most of the walls and roof collapsed, leaving only this small corner. The cracks in the floor were very uneven, and a black liquid like asphalt was constantly oozing out, dripping down.
Lin Yuan walked to the edge of the cracked floor and looked down. There were layers of broken rooms and houses downstairs, so deep that there was no bottom in sight.
Perhaps this place was once a huge and solid castle. Now, only countless incomplete houses are left floating in the air.
Looking up, you can see the blood-red sky. Huge eyes hang above the red sky, weird and disgusting. Those eyes stare coldly at the collapsing world.
Looking down, there was no end in sight. Broken walls, floors, stairs and various furniture were floating everywhere. Fragments kept falling, and black liquid was flowing everywhere, like endless black blood.
In the real world, beside the bed, a red alarm symbol appeared on the virtual screen of the terminal in Lin Yuan's hand.
"Alert, alert, patient? The mental picture is collapsing. Please withdraw from treatment immediately."
"Danger, danger, please withdraw from treatment immediately."
Looking out the window, the female sentry bird jumped up and said, "What happened? Why did the red exclamation mark appear?"
Da Hu, who was cowering at the side, tried to pull her back, gestured to her to keep quiet, and tried to persuade her in a low voice, "Calm down, Xiao Niao, calm down. It was you who said that you should trust the guide and guard this door well."
They all looked at Lin Yuan eagerly.
Lin Yuan, who was standing beside the bed, had his eyes closed and his expression motionless.
The red light of the virtual screen alarm flashed on that handsome face.
At this moment, in Rachel's mental picture,
Lin Yuan was standing at the edge of the broken house, looking at the piles of debris floating in disorder beneath his feet.
Below her, about four or five floors up, a young boy was peeking at her from behind a broken wall, half of his face showing.
The boy had the same blond hair and blue eyes as Rachel on the hospital bed.
"Warning, warning, it is recommended to terminate treatment immediately." The warning from the terminal rang in Lin Yuan's ears.
Lin Yuan ignored him and jumped directly to the ground.
The little boy was a little panicked when he saw Lin Yuan jumping down towards him. He quickly shrank his face, and his small figure flashed away, and no one knew where he had hidden.
Lin Yuan stepped on the pedal where the boy had just appeared and looked up. The boy was gone, and only a golden, furry little thing flashed by in the distance.
"What does his spirit body contain?"
"Rachel's spirit form is a majestic golden lion, very handsome. Unfortunately, after we rescued him, his spirit form has never appeared again."
Lin Yuan recalled the conversation he had with Shen Fei before he came in.
A majestic golden lion? Isn't this still a kitten?
Lin Yuan thought about it and chased after the little lion with sparse hair.
Every piece of ground beneath her feet collapsed as soon as she stepped on it. There was no turning back.
Without even turning back, she ran all the way after the little spirit that had already turned into an infant.
Huge pieces of debris fell around her from time to time, and thick black liquid hung from all directions like a waterfall, flowing everywhere.
The tentacles appeared one by one behind Lin Yuan, accompanying her as she floated in the shadows.
【It's a bit dangerous.】
[The space ahead is distorted]
[It’s too dirty, there’s black mud everywhere]
[It stinks. I don’t like this place.]
Lin Yuan missed a step and fell from mid-air.
As she continued to fall, she vaguely saw a blond sentry. The sentry stood on the edge of the empty platform, holding a sword, his face covered in blood, looking at her with a sad face.
Don’t know? How many floors have you fallen? The tentacles touched a piece of rubble, and Lin Yuan reached out and climbed up.
When I raised my hands, I saw that they were full of thick, sticky black mud. The soles of my feet were also extremely sticky, and every step was very difficult.
I could no longer see the sky when I looked up.
The little lion appeared on a high platform. Its sparse hair was stained by the black mud. It raised its little legs to try to break free, but a thin and strange black hand stretched out from the sticky mud. The hand grabbed the lion's limbs and body and dragged it into the mud.
Lin Yuan ran towards the platform. When he got closer, the skinny lion cub on the platform disappeared. There was only a sentinel with golden hair and blue eyes lying there. It was the owner of this mental image, Rachel.
The sentry's limbs were locked by inky black hands, his abdomen was cut open, blood was all over the ground, but he was still alive, and red blood flowed down all sides of the platform.
There were countless people surrounding the platform on all sides. Some of them had overly long necks and their faces were full of smiles, as if they were watching something very joyful. They twisted their necks to stare at the tortured sentry on the platform and talked incessantly.
Lin Yuan stood up straight, raised one hand, and said, "Drive away."
The huge tentacles broke through the mud and emerged from the ground, rushing forward and instantly clearing out the strange onlookers.
One by one, heads fell off the long necks, losing their vivid expressions as if they were living people, and turned into dummies made of white sticky threads, rolling into the mud and sinking.
Lin Yuan approached the platform, and the white dummy and the black hand were gone. The sentry lying on the platform had his eyes open, his gaze was blurred, and he looked like he had been dead for a long time.
This is originally a spiritual world, and all of this is an illusion created by the sentinel's memory.
Lin Yuan looked into the distance and saw countless platforms like this floating in the void.
On each platform, there was a golden-haired Rachel who was repeatedly dragged up and tied up, enduring a long period of torture.
His most trusted family members and comrades-in-arms gathered around him, craning their necks and watching his humiliation and pain with smiles on their faces.
Here is the depth of Rachel's spiritual landscape.
His body has been rescued from the contaminated area.
But the spirit is still trapped in such extreme pain, still repeatedly enduring inhuman abuse in its own pictures, and dying over and over again.
Is it too late?
Lin Yuan stood beside the sentry's horrific body.
The cozy castle in the Sentinel Spirit picture has become a ruin, with thick silt like a quagmire piled up everywhere, and black waterfalls of black water seem to be falling from the sky continuously.
The Sentinel himself was consumed by nightmares of repeated abuse.
How much detailed guidance and time would it take to clean up such a world and restore it to its original state?
And there is no time anymore.
The world has begun to collapse, and the spirit bodies and transformed beasts are becoming infantile, which is a sign of extinction.
Once the spirit body dies completely, it means that the sentinel will fall into an eternal night.
At this desperate moment, Lin Yuan inexplicably thought of the blue sea in his mind.
Remember? The waves gently soothe everything, as if they can sooner or later melt away all the pain in the world.
Lin Yuan thought for a moment, then stretched out his hand.
The scarlet sky suddenly disappeared, and countless stars appeared in the sky. A huge bright moon slowly rose and hung high in the sky.
The moonlight shone down from the sky, penetrating all the thick darkness and illuminating Lin Yuan.
Standing in the moonlight, Lin Yuan opened her mouth and said, "It's windy."
A breeze started to blow around us. The gentle breeze blew away the thick, stinking smell in the air, bringing in a soothing fragrance.
Lin Yuan said again: "It's raining."
Then it began to rain, heavy rain poured down from the sky, washing away the stubborn silt that clung to every corner of the world.
Finally, Lin Yuan closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them again, a light flashing in her eyes as she spoke: "Flood."
The sound of waves echoed from all directions, and the sea water from nowhere surged onto the earth.
Wherever the sea water surged, it flooded the land, spread silt everywhere, and washed away the filth and rot.
The gentlest and most powerful water flooded everything.
Ruins, execution platforms, corpses, dummies... everything was submerged by the overwhelming flood.
The huge castle with thousands of floors, carrying those bizarre and painful memories that were too painful to bear, sank in the surging waves that swept across the earth.
In the real treatment room, the sentry lying quietly on the bed suddenly widened his eyes and tensed his body.
A red glow appeared in his wide-open eyes, and a heavy roar came from his sealed throat.
The sentry's strong body struggled desperately on the bed, and the layers of straps wrapped around him made cracking sounds, and the iron chains locking his neck and legs were shaken and made ping-pong noises. It was frightening, and I even began to doubt that such strong bindings might not be able to trap him.
"What's wrong?"
"Rachel!"
"It's frenzy. Rachel is going frenzy."
"No, it's impossible."
"No, Captain Lei. Just hold on."
The warriors outside the window stood up one by one.
They pressed themselves against the glass, clenching their fists. They wanted to rush forward, but were afraid of making mistakes at the most critical moment.
They could only grit their teeth and endure it one by one.
In the treatment room, the guide sitting beside the bed was still as calm as ever, with her eyes closed and her face peaceful.
No matter how the person on the sickbed struggled, the hand that was holding the sentry's eyebrows remained steady and unmoved.
In such an agonizing moment, her ever-calm and peaceful face actually gave people a sense of relief.
It seems that no matter what kind of dangerous difficulties she encounters, she is in control and can solve them, making people want to trust her.
Gradually, in Rachel's mental picture, the surging sea water began to recede.
On the vast expanse of water floated the remains of the ruins.
A small wooden bed floated in the distance. Lin Yuan stood on the bed and looked around. Occasionally, he would pick up a photo frame, a desk lamp, or a pot of green plants from the objects floating on the water...
Until she saw the little lion.
The lonely lion cub, soaking wet all over, with his eyes closed, floated on the water, clinging to a broken wooden board.
A tentacle emerged from the water, grabbed it by the scruff of the neck, and handed it to Lin Yuan.
The sea water finally receded completely, and the gentle moonlight shone on the devastated land after the water receded.
There was a tiny green sprout emerging from the moist soil, and two fresh green leaves opened in the moonlight.
Lin Yuan held the wet lion cub in his arms, standing in a wet wilderness. Everything was washed away by the flood. The painful memories and the warm house were gone.
Lin Yuan thought about it and dismantled the wooden beds they had been riding on along the way. He pieced them together and used the wood to build a small wooden house.
Come and help, Lin Yuan said to the tentacles.
[This? We can’t do it.]
[Lots of burrs, hurts hands]
[Would you have the heart to use such delicate arms and legs for carpentry work? ]
【You should just keep busy】
Why are there no fish in the sea?
[There is only one dirty little cat, I feel a little bit disgusted]
I still want that little fish
Lin Yuan had no choice but to do it herself. Who told her that she was a human being living in the real world, rather than a spirit being that acted recklessly?
She pieced together and built a small wooden house in her imaginary world, which was just big enough for a little boy to hide in.
"That's all we can do for now," Lin Yuan said. "Just squeeze in and you can slowly build your own castle later."
She stuffed the little lion, who was soaked by the sea water and shivering with cold, into the dry wooden house.
I left the lamp and the photo frame to him, and planted the pot of green plants I found at the door.
Lin Yuan stood up and prepared to leave.
A hand stretched out from the small house.
A human, young｜boy's thin arm.
That hand reached out and quietly grasped the corner of Lin Yuan's clothes without saying a word. He couldn't speak yet.
Lin Yuan sighed, took off her coat and handed it to him. In the small room, the boy huddled in a corner, hugging the coat that carried his body temperature tightly.
Lin Yuan opened his eyes and felt tired in the treatment room.
It's not easy to sort out the spiritual world of the sentinels. It's even more tiring than fighting monsters.
Lin Yuan withdrew his hand from the sentry's forehead and looked at Rachel lying on the hospital bed.
The sentry with long blond hair closed his eyes. A few strands of blond hair stuck to his sweaty cheeks. His long eyelashes trembled occasionally and the corners of his eyes were slightly wet.
As if falling into a peaceful sleep.
The data on various instruments connected to his body returned to normal.
The glaring red exclamation mark on the virtual screen in Lin Yuan's hand finally disappeared.
A wet little lion appeared at Lin Yuan's feet out of nowhere.
It was unusually small, like a newborn lion cub, with sparse hair, soaking wet, shivering, and curled up tightly there.
Lin Yuan picked it up with a little disdain, thought about it, and finally took off his real coat and wrapped the little lion, which was not much bigger than a kitten, with the clothes that carried his body temperature.
The sentries who had been waiting outside the window for a long time jumped up when they saw this scene. They shouted for joy and hugged each other tightly.
There were even several who couldn't help but transform into half-beasts.
The appearance of Rachel's spirit body shows that the Sentinel has passed the most dangerous moment.
Although his spiritual body degenerated to a very weak state and lost its strong fighting ability in a short period of time, but nothing is more important than a person being able to survive, right?
When Lin Yuan, wearing a short base layer and holding the young lion cub, opened the door and came out, the sentries outside the house surrounded him. Each of them was so excited that they didn't know what to say.
"He is still very fragile now. Take good care of him and his mental body. Don't stop the white noise in the room for a moment." Lin Yuan instructed, and then she handed the little lion in her hand over, "To whom..."
Seven or eight hands stretched out at the same time. Many of them were in the form of wild animals, such as the thick claws of a tiger, the feathery wings of a gyrfalcon, the sharp claws of a wolf...
Shen Fei, who was standing behind Lin Yuan, coughed loudly, and the sentries reacted and hid their hairy arms behind their bodies.
The last guide who came here was scared away by the half-beast forms of the Sentinels.
"It's okay." Lin Yuan said, handing the little lion wrapped in clothes to the female sentry with short hair, "I'll give it to you."
The female sentry nicknamed Little Bird showed a look of surprise. She stretched out her arms covered with large pure white feathers, took the lion, which was as soft as a kitten, and held it carefully in her hands, protecting it with her white wings.
Judging from her appearance, the spirit form of Little Bird should be a raptor, the Saker Falcon. The pure white overlord of the sky. However, her partner nicknamed her Little Bird.
Lin Yuan found it somewhat interesting.
"When Captain Lei wakes up and finds that his spirit body has become so small, he will be laughed to death by us." Little Bird said this, but tears fell. Four or five tall and strong sentinels surrounded her, their eyes were red.
"Don't pay attention to them, they're a bunch of rude bastards without any manners at all." Shen Fei's eyes were red, but his face was full of smiles. He happily invited Lin Yuan to see the room prepared for her.
Lin Yuan didn't take off her coat, only a short undershirt, revealing her slender neck and white arms. She sneezed as she reached the door.
A sentry ran out from inside and called out to her.
It was the sentry with a burly build, thick brows and round eyes.
Da Hu was holding a uniform for female sentries in his hand. He touched his head with one hand and handed the uniform to Xiao Niao with the other. He said very embarrassedly, "Your uniform is wet. This is Xiao Niao's uniform. Do you want to put it on first?"
Fearing that Lin Yuan might be unhappy, he added, "Don't mind throwing it away. It's clean and has not been worn since it was washed."
Lin Yuan didn't say anything. He took the clothes calmly, didn't refuse it, shook it out and put it on his shoulders.
[Actually, this place is pretty good too]
[Are there big cats or small cats?]
[And? Little birdie or something?]
[They all seem to like us]
[I like this place?]
[It would be nice if that fish was there too]
[The world is so big, why do you only talk about that fish?]
Amid the tentacles' chatter, Lin Yuan looked back.
The tall and strong sentry was still standing at the door. He bowed to Lin Yuan, bending his waist to the standard 90 degrees but not raising his head.
Lin Yuan touched the clothes on his shoulders.
I seem to feel a little happy.
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