"Shang Yan was admitted to Sunshine Mental Hospital three years ago due to cognitive and memory disorders."
"At the time, you stood up to protect your classmate who was being abused at home. You were physically unharmed, but you suffered mental and cognitive impairment. Strangely, your classmate Zhou Ping's parents became vegetative as a result, and they passed away a month ago after losing vital signs."
"The garden you pulled the grass from yesterday, whether it was the grass that was pulled out or the grass that was still growing on the ground, has withered and died."
Sitting across from Shang Yan was a middle-aged man who tapped his fingers on the table as he looked at Shang Yan, who was stirring his fingers.
Was he being interrogated? Shang Yan remained silent for a moment before finally speaking, "I didn't mean to."
Not at all. It's a happy ending for those two who died. Besides, he was just acting on behalf of Heaven. What did he do wrong?
"Are you going to lock me in a dark room?" Shang Yan asked, head bowed like a child who had done something wrong. "Before you lock me up, can I see Zhou Ping? He said he'd cook for me..."
He was about to be discharged from the hospital, but now he's been detained again?
"You're sick now. Besides, they died of natural causes. You've only hastened their death, sending them off sooner. There's nothing to be afraid of." 019's thinking was exceptionally clear.
But if I stay locked up any longer, I won't be able to see Zhou Ping again.
Heaven have mercy, he only has this one good brother. After coming into this world, Zhou Ping saw how good Shangyan was to him.
Shang Yan: t^t
"Don't be nervous, I'm not here to arrest you," the middle-aged man said. "Your act of standing up for your classmate was very cool. Want to do something even cooler?"
"Oh? Then what's even cooler?" Shang Yan heard a familiar voice and looked more closely at the middle-aged man in front of him. His profile looked somewhat familiar...
Wait, he looks like...
"My name is Zhao Kongcheng, and I am the Night Watchman of Cangnan City." Zhao Kongcheng took out a badge and showed it to Shang Yan.
There is a line of text engraved on the back of the coat of arms.
If the dark night finally arrives...
I will stand before ten million people.
With sword drawn, facing the abyss,
Blood stained the sky.
He tossed the emblem up like a coin and caught it steadily. "See the line of text on the back? Isn't it cool?"
"Handsome." Shang Yan's eyes lit up, and he nodded. "Can I join? But my home is in Xijin City..."
Seeing how easily he had persuaded Shang Yan to join the Night's Watch, Zhao Kongcheng put the emblem into his pocket. "That's no problem. We'll provide you with accommodation later."
"We night watchmen are well-paid..."
"Um, what is the Night Watch?" Shang Yan asked, even though he knew what kind of organization it was.
“You…”, this child is very naive. Zhao Kongcheng was speechless at Shang Yan’s question, and then said to him, “Then I will tell you.”
"Um..." Shang Yan interrupted him, "Could we wait a moment before we talk about it?"
He said sincerely, "It's time for me to eat, and I need to take my medicine later."
Zhao Kongcheng, "..."
...
The Night Watchers are an organization formed by specially trained owners of forbidden ruins discovered by the authorities. They are a semi-military, semi-civilian organization whose purpose is to protect the Great Xia from all mythical creatures.
Zhao Kongcheng left Shang Yan his contact information, telling him to receive proper treatment and that he would come to pick him up when he was discharged from the hospital.
"Great, the main storyline has progressed another step, but it seems I'll be going back to Xijin City to study in the future..." Shang Yan scratched his head, looking somewhat troubled.
Never mind, there's always a way out.
Peace Agency.
"God Ruins 019, is its ability [Resurrection]?" Chen Muye looked at the document Zhao Kongcheng handed him, and his pupils contracted slightly when he saw the ability of Resurrection.
Libra: Can draw an equal amount of life energy from the surrounding area as an exchange to heal wounds, restoring the target's life energy. (The person whose life energy is drawn will be weakened, and the duration of weakness depends on the amount of life energy drawn.)
Rejuvenation: Within a five-meter radius of you, your wounds heal at 300%, your mental energy recovers at 200%, and your vitality is in a vigorous upward state. (Can be applied to a designated teammate; currently limited to 1 player)
"This ability to revive all things... in actual combat, he becomes a support capable of turning the tide of battle." Combined with Libra's ability to draw life energy from the surrounding environment, this child grows...
"But there is no god? No divine contract, yet the awakened ability is so strong? In that case, let's put him in the ultra-high-risk forbidden zone."
"Old Zhao, why didn't you bring him out?" Wu Xiangnan also saw the section on forbidden realm abilities. Such a promising talent should be brought out and properly trained and taught.
“I would like to, but he’s not fully recovered yet. The mental hospital said he can only be released after two more months of testing to make sure he’s completely cured,” Zhao Kongcheng said, shrugging.
"Does this child have mental problems?" Wu Xiangnan picked up the materials and flipped through them.
"What are you saying? If you're not mentally ill, can you go to Sunshine Mental Hospital?" Zhao Kongcheng's eye twitched. Isn't that obvious?
“I left my contact information; he’ll definitely come looking for me.” Zhao Kongcheng lit a cigarette and sat down on the sofa.
Shang Yan was still living his life in the hospital, pulling weeds and counting grass roots.
Shang Qingqian, Shang Yan's older sister, came by in the afternoon. Seeing that Shang Yan's hair had grown a bit longer, she reached out and touched the tuft of hair on Shang Yan's head. "In two more months, your sister will come to take you home!"
"Sister, I want to go to Uncle's local cuisine restaurant. Zhou Ping said he'd cook for me." Shang Yan blinked and reached out to grab the hem of Shang Qingqian's short-sleeved shirt.
"Okay, I'll take you home to meet Mom and Dad first, and then we'll go see Zhou Ping the next day." Shang Qingqian had a very good impression of Zhou Ping; that quiet boy had come to see her younger brother every month for the past three years without fail.
Shang Qingqian was very happy that Shang Yan had such a sincere friend.
"Okay, sis, I'll wait for you to pick me up," Shang Yan said obediently. He had been behaving very well these past few days, and even when he experienced occasional cognitive confusion, he had overcome it with 019's help.
Two months later, Shang Yan successfully welcomed the day he was to be discharged from the hospital. Dr. Han in the Sunshine Mental Hospital held a record book and a pen in his hand.
Upon seeing Shang Yan enter, Dr. Han asked.
"I have a hundred dollars and an apple. What do you want?"
Shang Yan looked at the red bill and the red apple on the table, swallowed hard, and asked, "Can I have both?"
"Why?" Dr. Han raised an eyebrow.
"Because I wanted to eat and take some home," Shang Yan said with a shy smile.
Dr. Han, "...Hmm, the answer was fine, it was indeed like what a normal person would say."
"Now we have an orange. How do we cut it into four pieces and give them to the children?" Dr. Han continued to ask.
"Um, break it in half." Oranges shouldn't be cut with a knife, right?
"How many worms would be the scariest to find in an apple?"
"..." Shang Yan fell silent. Shouldn't he be secretly happy to eat something that can supplement protein? What's there to be afraid of?
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