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    Chapter 1816 Patient An Qingyu

     

    Seeing [Chaos]’s figure, An Qingyu first froze, then narrowed his eyes slightly, lost in thought.

    “Get lost,” Lin Qiye now felt instinctive disgust at the sight of [Chaos] and spoke coldly.

    “Don’t be so fierce… It’s rare to see a face other than that annoying caretaker, since we’re going to be fellow patients, what’s wrong with having a chat?” [Chaos] spoke without concern.

    “I’m saying, [Key of the Door]…”

    Before [Chaos] could finish speaking, Lin Qiye lightly raised his palm, and a terrifying gravitational force surged from the room behind [Chaos], forcibly pulling his body back into the room.

    Bang—!

    With a muffled sound, the door of Room Five automatically locked,

    [Chaos] was once again sealed within the patient room.

    “What happened? Did that harbinger of doom escape again?”

    Li Yifei heard the noise and hurriedly ran out from the kitchen. Seeing An Qingyu in the courtyard, his hand trembled violently, and a half-peeled corn fell to the ground.

    He stared blankly at that familiar yet strange face, his mouth uncontrollably hanging open…

    “Se-se-seven! Is he… is he…”

    Even after so many years, Li Yifei’s psychological shadow of An Qingyu still hadn’t disappeared. Plus, after hearing that he had betrayed Great Xia to become [Key of the Door], becoming Great Xia’s greatest enemy, the shadow he left in Li Yifei’s heart had only grown stronger…

    It should be noted that one [Chaos] had already pushed him and Lin Qiye to the brink of mental collapse, and now another Three Pillar God-level [Key of the Door] had arrived… Who knew if this hospital could withstand two Three Pillar Gods?

    Li Yifei certainly didn’t want the tragedy of years past to happen again.

    “From today on, he will be the patient in Room Six,” Lin Qiye said to Li Yifei. “From now on, he’s under your supervision.”

    An Qingyu silently observed Li Yifei, his eyes tinged with gray and unfathomably deep. For some reason, the moment he saw those eyes, Li Yifei’s entire body trembled slightly.

    After hesitating for a moment, he still made faces at Lin Qiye, gesturing to have a private word.

    Lin Qiye followed him to one side,

    “Seven, are you sure it’s okay for him to be here?” Li Yifei asked cautiously.

    “In what sense?”

    “He… he’s the [Key of the Door]! Can this hospital really contain him?”

    “If [Chaos] can be contained, why not him? Besides, he hasn’t completely transformed into [Key of the Door] yet.” Lin Qiye glanced at An Qingyu, who was standing under the large tree in the center of the courtyard, calmly examining the patterns on the trunk,

    “Moreover… if this place can’t contain him, then nowhere in the world can.”

    This Gods’ Mental Hospital was a place capable of imprisoning the highest gods. Even [Chaos] was confined in Room Five. It could be considered the most secure prison in the world, and it was the only option for holding An Qingyu.

    “Alright…” Li Yifei paused for a moment, then asked worriedly, “He won’t dissect me here, will he?”

    “…”

    Lin Qiye gave him a look. “Relax, a Nanda Snake Demon no longer has any dissection value to him… If you can handle [Chaos], can’t you manage him?”

    “But he’s different from [Chaos]… Well, I’ll try.” Li Yifei scratched his head.

    “However, you don’t need to be as strict with him as with [Chaos]. Let him walk around, drink tea, read books as he pleases, just don’t let him do anything too extreme.”

    “What about medication? Same dosage as [Chaos]?”

    Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, glanced at An Qingyu from the corner of his eye, and finally said:

    “He doesn’t need medication.”

    “Oh, okay.”

    After finishing his instructions to Li Yifei, Lin Qiye walked directly toward An Qingyu, who was now looking up, examining the floating panel above his head:

    “An Qingyu Treatment Progress: 93%”

    “It seems your mental state isn’t so healthy either,” Lin Qiye said slowly. “Even [Chaos] has a treatment progress of 95%.”

    An Qingyu said calmly: “Is that so? Are you sure… what you see is real?”

    Lin Qiye frowned:

    “What are you trying to say?”

    An Qingyu didn’t answer, but changed the subject:

    “Even if you lock me up here, those people outside don’t have enough manpower to defeat nine Ke-system gods.”

    “That’s not for you to worry about… Master has emerged from seclusion. Now, the ones who should be worried about winning are you people.”

    Hearing this, An Qingyu’s eyebrows raised slightly:

    “The Red Dust Sword Immortal has reached the supreme realm… So that’s why you insisted on delaying for ten days, to wait for this trump card?

    Using Olympus as the battlefield, all top human fighters as bait to draw out me and the Ke-system gods, imprisoning me in the hospital, then relying on the Red Dust Sword Immortal to turn the tide… This way, not only has Great Xia seized absolute initiative, but also forced us out from the shadows.

    As expected of the Lin Qiye I know. These moves, you’ve played them well.”

    Lin Qiye didn’t respond. He just silently looked into An Qingyu’s eyes and slowly said:

    “Is that so… Then what about you? You knew Olympus was a trap I set for you, yet you still came… What’s your backup plan?”

    “How do you know I have a backup plan? Aren’t nine Ke-system gods enough power to sweep across the Earth?”

    Lin Qiye shook his head,

    “For others, perhaps that would be enough, but you’re An Qingyu… I know you too well. Your meticulousness and caution exceed even mine. You must have a backup plan.”

    An Qingyu smiled slightly but said nothing.

    Compared to his former self, this smile no longer held that shyness, only an indescribable mystery and calmness.

    “For this period, you’ll stay here in the hospital… When I have time, I’ll come see you again.”

    Knowing he wouldn’t get any more answers, Lin Qiye left these words and then disappeared from the spot.

    With Lin Qiye gone and [Chaos] sealed away, only he and Li Yifei remained in the vast hospital.

    A gentle breeze swept across the lawn, making the big tree rustle.

    After a brief silence,

    Li Yifei looked at the half-peeled corn in his hand and tentatively asked:

    “Do you… want corn pancakes?”

    An Qingyu gave him a deep look, then turned and walked toward Room Six, his calm voice sounding:

    “Whatever.”

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