Chapter 1390
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Chapter 1390 Who is Gilgamesh?
Noticing this anomaly, Lin Qiye immediately picked up the black piece again and placed it in the basket.
“After you!”
The smile on Yelande’s face didn’t fade in the slightest. He patiently continued to take black pieces from the container and scatter them on the board.
The number and position of the pieces were still exactly the same as the previous two times!
Lin Qiye’s expression gradually became serious.
Once or twice might be coincidence, but with this third identical result, things were certainly not that simple.
Yelande was the Holy Lord of the Western Holy Church. Lin Qiye didn’t believe that after explaining the rules once, he still wouldn’t understand how to play. Either the other party was purely trying to cause trouble, or… was trying to convey some kind of message?
“Elder Yelande, what are you trying to tell me?” Lin Qiye asked.
Yelande’s answer was again as Lin Qiye expected: “You’re doing very well, child.”
Lin Qiye sighed, no longer attempting to communicate with him. His gaze fell on the chessboard before him, carefully memorizing the position of each piece.
After memorizing the pieces, Lin Qiye got up to leave. He found Li Yifei and, after thinking for a moment, said:
“When you have time, play chess with him more often.”
Li Yifei was stunned and said with a bitter face, “But his way of playing…”
“Don’t worry about whether he’s playing correctly or not. After each game, mark down the positions of all the pieces on the board, keep them together, and I’ll look at them one by one later.”
“…Alright, no problem.”
As Li Yifei saw Lin Qiye turning to leave, he suddenly said:
“By the way, Qiye, Gilgamesh said to find him when you have time.”
Lin Qiye stopped in his tracks.
He turned his head and asked puzzledly: “Gilgamesh? Who is that?”
…
Divine Gods Mental Hospital.
Second floor of the ward.
Lin Qiye walked through the corridor, past Nyx’s Room 1, Merlin’s Room 2, Bragi’s Room 3, Sun Wukong’s Room 4… These rooms that were once brightly lit were now dark and silent. Their occupants had left one after another, leaving only the symbols on their door plates as proof of their existence.
Lin Qiye’s gaze swept through each empty room, feeling somewhat hollow inside.
Finally, he stopped in front of the fifth room that was still bright.
Knock, knock, knock—!
He knocked lightly twice on the door and entered.
This room was even emptier than he had imagined, with only a clean, tidy bed and a small chair.
At that moment, a figure in a gray robe stood by the window with his back turned, hands behind his back, motionless like a sculpture.
“…Hello?” Lin Qiye stood at the door and tentatively spoke.
The figure slowly turned around, looking at Lin Qiye’s somewhat awkward and confused expression, and sighed helplessly:
“You’ve finally come, Lin Qiye.”
“Gilgamesh.” Lin Qiye paused, “I have no memory of you whatsoever. I think it might be the Star…”
“The side effect of [Star Coin],” Gilgamesh added. “I was present when you used it… or rather, I was the one who told you to use it.”
Hearing this, Lin Qiye relaxed slightly.
Regarding the complete loss of memory about the patient in Room 5, Lin Qiye could only think of [Star Coin] as a possibility. But he was worried that this memory loss due to [Star Coin]’s side effects might not convince the patient in this room. He didn’t know what this patient’s personality was like or whether they knew about the existence of [Star Coin]. If he accidentally angered them, things could become troublesome.
Now that Gilgamesh had proactively clarified the situation, it was undoubtedly great news.
“I’m sorry, because I’ve lost all memories about you, I might need some time to relearn information about you…” Lin Qiye apologetically began.
Gilgamesh was silent for a moment, then turned to retrieve several thick stacks of documents and books from under the bed, placing them in front of Lin Qiye, and hesitantly said:
“Actually, I’m not very clear about my own past either…”
In the King’s Treasury, Gilgamesh had also used [Star Coin] to summon his past self and similarly lost most of his memories. Let alone Lin Qiye, even he wasn’t very sure who he really was…
Lin Qiye stood frozen.
“These books, you brought them some time ago. Perhaps we can recover some of my past from historical records…”
“I understand.” Lin Qiye immediately sat cross-legged and took a book to read carefully. Then, as if remembering something, he looked up and hesitantly asked, “By the way, do you remember… what illness you actually have?”
Gilgamesh’s face darkened, “I am not ill!”
Lin Qiye: …
Gilgamesh paused, then added: “Or rather… my illness is almost cured.”
Lin Qiye glanced at the void above Gilgamesh’s head, where the progress bar stayed at 78%, and nodded thoughtfully.
A treatment progress of 78% basically indicated that the most severe part of his condition had been resolved.
“Do you remember what happened after you came here?” Lin Qiye asked.
“Yes.”
“Then tell me in detail,” Lin Qiye said solemnly. “Especially the parts related to me.”
Gilgamesh gave him a complex look, and after a moment, slowly began:
“The first time I met you was in…”
Late at night, the Divine Gods Mental Hospital had fallen into darkness, with only this room on the second floor of the ward still brightly lit.
Under the light, two figures sat facing each other, quietly discussing something amidst thick historical documents and books.
…
The sky gradually brightened.
Lin Qiye, who hadn’t slept all night, finished washing up and returned to the open space with the other [Nightfall] team members.
Wearing a floral shirt and toad sunglasses, Li Qiangqiang arrived punctually but leisurely, with his hands behind his back, like an elderly official taking a stroll in the park.
“Commander Li, the trial training is over. Are we starting formal training today?”
Cao Yuan couldn’t help asking.
Li Qiangqiang nodded, his gaze sweeping over everyone from behind his sunglasses. “I saw clearly how each of you performed in the [Virtual Reconstruction] yesterday… If I’m not mistaken, someone among you has already touched the threshold of becoming humanity’s ceiling.”
Hearing this, Lin Qiye, Bai Li Pangpang, Cao Yuan, and Jiang Er simultaneously turned to look at An Qingyu, who smiled somewhat embarrassedly.
Although Lin Qiye was also at the peak of the “Klein” realm, it had been less than a year since he entered the “Klein” realm, and he was still some distance from touching that threshold…
After all, even for him, the speed of advancement in spiritual power realms couldn’t compare to the freak An Qingyu with his [Only Correct Solution].
