I Was Learning To Kill Gods in a Mental Hospital

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Chapter 673: Artificial God

“What’s wrong?”

Dressed in a blue bathrobe, Jiang Er floated to his side and asked with a puzzled expression.

An Qingyu placed the experimental report on the table, his face serious as he spoke:

“Just as Yuzu Lihei thought, Yuzu Longbai was captured by the Oracle Envoy right after birth and became Experiment No. 0. For the first three years, since Yuzu Longbai’s body was still developing, the experiments mainly consisted of observations and blood sample collections. Once he turned four, they began injecting him with various drugs…

The components of these drugs are very complex, and some ingredients seem to be unconventional chemicals not derived from artificial extraction; they likely come from somewhere else and possess terrifying potential. While developing new synthetic hormones, they injected Yuzu Longbai, and each injection had a high probability of causing severe side effects.

Whenever these side effects occurred, they would inject another drug that overdraws potential, which is similar in composition to the Night Watchman’s ghostly essence but relatively milder, so that under micro-injection, it wouldn’t be lethal in one go…”

“Injecting synthetic hormones to push him to the brink of death while also overdrawing his potential to keep him alive?” Jiang Er’s brows furrowed tightly. “He’s just a thirteen-year-old child… What do they really want?”

“Potential activation, bloodline purification, gene recombination.” An Qingyu looked at the experimental report in front of him and slowly spoke:

“They… want to create a god.”

“Create a god?!”

“Using scientific means to push humans beyond physiological limits, thus getting infinitely closer to divinity, even stepping into the realm of gods—this is the ultimate goal of this thirteen-year-long experiment,” An Qingyu said calmly.

“But stepping into the realm of gods requires laws; how could science possibly grant him laws?” Jiang Er asked.

“I don’t know…” An Qingyu pondered for a moment. “Perhaps this is related to the so-called ‘royal blood’?”

“Have they succeeded?”

“From the current experimental situation, it appears they have not.”

“One more question.” Jiang Er paused. “This country itself believes in gods, right? Is the creation of a god truly permitted by the divine?”

An Qingyu slowly stood up, looking at the chessboard on the low table beside him, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth:

“The messengers of the gods are secretly creating gods… It seems the secrets here are more interesting than I imagined.”

…

[Pure Land].

On the other side.

At the edge of the silver circular platform, the hatch slowly opened, and the white-robed Oracle Envoy flew in from the clouds outside the [Pure Land]. With a gentle wave of his hand, the hatch closed heavily, sealing off the wild winds from the high altitude.

The white-robed Oracle Envoy, just returned from outside, walked to the electronic display screen and spoke lightly:

“‘Yuzhin,’ I’m back.”

“Please perform identity verification.”

A beam of light from the corner of the display screen shone into the electronic eye of the Oracle Envoy’s left eye, causing the white circle in his eye to slightly contract. After the identity verification was completed, the door in front of the Oracle Envoy gradually opened, and he stepped inside.

The internal space of the [Pure Land] is vast, roughly equivalent to the area of more than a dozen large sports arenas, but 70% of it is occupied by equipment and hardware facilities essential for the operation of the [Pure Land], controlled intelligently by “Yuzhin.” The remaining space consists of prison areas, experimental zones, living quarters, training areas, and so on…

The white-robed Oracle Envoy walked through the long corridor and arrived at his own domain, standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the city below, his eyes slightly squinting.

“‘Yuzhin.'”

“I’m here.”

“Where did No. 2 go?”

“No. 2, No. 4, and No. 6 Oracle Envoys went to Osaka to suppress the Hazuki Blade Master. Among them, No. 4 lost soul connection six hours ago, and the self-detonation device was activated; No. 2, due to undergoing mental transformation, has detached from his original modified body, and life signs cannot be detected, leaving his fate unknown; No. 6 is severely injured and is currently unaccounted for.”

“One dead, one severely injured, and one whose fate is unknown…” The white-robed Oracle Envoy frowned slightly. “Has the replication of No. 4 begun?”

“The replication program for No. 4 has been initiated, and it is expected to complete body reconstruction in 95 hours and 32 minutes, followed by memory data transmission and backup recovery…”

The white-robed Oracle Envoy nodded slightly, looking out at the increasingly darkening sky, feeling a sense of unease for some reason.

“Three Oracle Envoys lost at once… What exactly happened in Osaka?”

He murmured to himself.

…

Osaka.

Amusement Park.

Boom—!!

Amidst the screams, the roller coaster raced along the tracks, soaring through the air in a series of winding arcs, diving down from a great height at an astonishing speed!

Yuzu Rina and Uncle Kyoji sat in the front row, arms outstretched, experiencing the thrill and drop of weightlessness while excitedly shouting, their voices echoing in the sky.

Below the roller coaster, Lin Qiye leaned against the railing, watching the father-daughter duo having a great time, a faint smile on his face.

“Ice cream.”

Amiya Seihui walked out from a shop behind them, holding four ice creams in both hands, and handed one to Lin Qiye.

“Thank you.” Lin Qiye smiled.

Amiya Seihui looked up at the roaring roller coaster, a hint of a smile on her lips: “It looks pretty good from here.”

“Quite a joyful scene.” Lin Qiye held the ice cream, paused for a moment, and sighed deeply.

Amiya Seihui stood beside him, a trace of sadness flashing in her eyes.

“This family’s fate is too tumultuous.”

“Yeah…” Lin Qiye forced a smile. “I hope one day they can truly find happiness.”

As the two chatted, the roller coaster slowly came to a stop. Uncle Kyoji took Yuzu Rina’s hand as they got off the ride, smiling as they walked toward Lin Qiye and Amiya.

“Did you prepare ice cream for us? Amiya, you’re so thoughtful.” Uncle Kyoji took the two ice creams and handed one to Yuzu Rina.

“Thank you, Brother Amiya.”

Yuzu Rina licked her ice cream, her eyes turning into crescent moons with joy.

“It seems like it’s getting late; we should head back.” Uncle Kyoji looked up at the increasingly dark sky, thick clouds beginning to obscure the sunlight. “I hope it won’t rain soon…”

“Are we going back?” Yuzu Rina seemed a bit reluctant, shaking Uncle Kyoji’s hand and pleading, “Daddy, I want to ride the drop tower one more time! After this, we can go home!”

Uncle Kyoji glanced at the sky and decisively nodded, “Alright, let’s ride the drop tower one last time!”

“Let’s go, let’s go!”

Yuzu Rina grabbed Uncle Kyoji’s wrist and quickly ran toward the towering drop tower in the distance.