I Was Learning To Kill Gods in a Mental Hospital

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Chapter 681: Cao Yuan Escapes Trouble

【Pure Land】.

“Qingyu, the oracle envoy has left.”

Dressed in a blue bathrobe, Jiang Er floated to An Qingyu’s side, sitting down with a smile, her voice transmitted through the Bluetooth headset into An Qingyu’s ear.

“They couldn’t breach the ‘automatic defense system,’ so of course, they had to leave,” An Qingyu slowly placed a piece on the chessboard, smiling as he spoke, “It seems this round is mine to win…”

“From now on, this big flying saucer will be under the surname An.”

“Huh? Isn’t it Jiang?”

“Close enough; anyway, those with the surname Jiang still listen to those with the surname An.”

Hearing this, An Qingyu smiled gently.

After a moment, he stood up, brushed off the dust from his clothes, and walked toward the prison area.

“Let’s go, first rescue Cao Zai, and fulfill the promise I made to him…”

“Okay.”

The two arrived at Cao Yuan’s cell door. Jiang Er simply waved her hand, and the heavy cell door opened automatically. The light from the corridor spilled into the dark cell, illuminating Cao Yuan’s face.

The sudden bright light made Cao Yuan a bit uncomfortable; he squinted, peering through the crack to see the two familiar figures, and he let out a slight sigh of relief.

“So soon? Wasn’t it supposed to be three days?”

“I always like to prepare for the worst; three days is a conservative estimate.”

An Qingyu smiled as he entered the cell, pulling out a black scalpel from his pocket. A glint of sharpness flashed at the tip of the knife as he crouched in front of the heavy black chains, analyzing their structure while cutting through the chains, as if performing a precise, large-scale surgery.

“Did you really kill all the oracle envoys?” Cao Yuan couldn’t help but ask.

“Kill them all? I don’t have that kind of ability,” An Qingyu shook his head. “I just stole their home and kept them out.”

Cao Yuan: …

Cao Yuan stared at An Qingyu for a moment, a bitter smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

“When we return to Daxia, if you don’t become the vice-captain of our team, I won’t agree to it first…”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Er beside him shook her head seriously, her mouth moving as if she said something, but Cao Yuan didn’t catch a single word.

“Forget it, you don’t have a Bluetooth headset.”

An Qingyu seemed to remember something and pulled out a small Bluetooth speaker from somewhere, placing it on the ground. After a faint sound of electric current, Jiang Er’s voice came through again:

“I’m the first one who won’t agree; you can only be second.” Jiang Er looked into Cao Yuan’s eyes and said earnestly.

Cao Yuan glanced at the Bluetooth speaker on the ground, then at the Bluetooth headset hanging from An Qingyu’s ear, his expression seeming a bit subtle.

“Are we using a private channel now? Whispering?”

“Usually, it’s just the two of us. In a place like this, it’s not convenient to speak out loud, so using Bluetooth headsets is more appropriate,” An Qingyu explained.

“Oh…” Cao Yuan’s expression remained subtle.

Once all the bone-corroding locks were removed, Cao Yuan’s body lost its support and fell heavily from mid-air. An Qingyu reached out his hands to catch him steadily, cradling him in a princess carry out of the pitch-black cell.

These chains had penetrated Cao Yuan’s bones for two years, continuously corroding his body. Now, he couldn’t muster any strength at all. Although this action was somewhat humiliating for him, it seemed he had no choice…

“Your bones and injuries are quite severe, and these chains scraped off some bone fragments while piercing your body, which are embedded inside and need to be surgically removed.”

An Qingyu placed him on the makeshift operating table, his gaze sweeping over Cao Yuan’s body riddled with bloody holes.

“Go ahead.” Cao Yuan spoke calmly, “I trust your skills.”

“There’s no anesthetic here.”

“I don’t need that kind of thing.” Cao Yuan was unconcerned. “The pain I’ve endured over the past two years is far worse than this.”

An Qingyu fell silent for a few seconds, not speaking, but quietly took out his surgical knife set, began the disinfection process, and then proceeded with the surgery.

“By the way, how did you end up here?”

While performing the surgery, An Qingyu spoke to distract Cao Yuan.

Cao Yuan looked at the light above him. Even as the scalpel cut into his flesh, his expression showed no change as he calmly said:

“Back when I drifted to this country, I recalled the foreign cultures I learned about before the mist descended at the training camp, speculating that this should be Japan. Although I didn’t know why I ended up here, I began to hide my identity as an outsider, gradually learning the language and slowly exploring the situation in this country while traveling around, searching for your whereabouts.

I probably wandered around for two months, during which I encountered some special people, grasped some basic language skills, and learned about the structure and current state of this country: 【Pure Land】, oracle envoys, and the Kotsuzukido…

Until one day, I confronted an oracle envoy directly. He ordered me to kneel, but I didn’t, and then we started fighting.”

An Qingyu raised an eyebrow; this plot was pretty much as he imagined. “And then? When you drew your sword, didn’t you feel that mysterious gaze upon you?”

“I did…” Cao Yuan sighed helplessly, “But you know, once I draw my sword and enter that state, it’s not something I can easily retract. So I felt that gaze growing stronger, ultimately locking onto me, and then I saw a red beam of light flash by, and I lost all consciousness.”

“Red beam of light?”

“Yeah, when I regained consciousness… things were a bit strange.” Cao Yuan closed his eyes, recalling the scene he saw at that time.

“I was in a city called Hachiman-dai, and when I opened my eyes, I found that the city had completely turned into ruins.

As far as I could see, there were broken and chaotic building remnants everywhere, thick smoke and a stench of blood filled the air, and black flames of malice danced in every corner of the city. At that time, there was a half-black electronic screen above me displaying my wanted notice, with the words ‘Extreme Evil’ written above my head.

In front of me lay two broken oracle envoy corpses, charred as if they had just self-destructed, and three other oracle envoys were severely injured and lying on the ground. Only one black-robed and one white-robed oracle envoy stood before me.

At that time, my body was pierced by chains, surrounded by a prison made of dense black spikes, with a total of nine layers, and I couldn’t move at all.

But I remember the way those two oracle envoys looked at me, as if they were staring at some kind of monster…”

As Cao Yuan spoke, An Qingyu’s expression gradually changed. He looked at Cao Yuan with confusion.

“【Extreme Evil】? Self-destructing and severely injured oracle envoys? Are you sure you really don’t remember anything?”