I created the Anomaly Control Bureau

Chapter 1009, Section 1004: The New World

Eastern Federation, Victor Mental Health Center, VIP Ward 613, Bathroom.

As his gaze gradually focused, a pure white light pierced his vision, but before he could figure out what was happening, a strong wave of dizziness and nausea, like a hangover, washed over him.

He leaned forward to try and see the scene before him, but dizziness struck him like a heavy punch. Then he felt a gray mountain falling toward him, followed by a strange feeling of weightlessness.

He realized what was happening almost instinctively, and he immediately tried to use his mental strength to stabilize his falling body, but the world only responded with an even stronger feeling of weightlessness.

Snapped.

He lunged towards the black mountain range, but the weakness in his hands, along with the renewed nausea and dizziness, threatened to push him back down. He had to force his hands against the gray mountain as if using a tool, and only then could he barely steady himself.

At this moment, the mountain range in front of them gradually became clearer—it was a washbasin that looked somewhat familiar.

He looked up at himself in the mirror, and the familiar yet unfamiliar face made him suddenly realize where he was—it was the very bathroom where he had started his journey…

That hospital room.

But the problem wasn't where he was right now; he should have just been fighting the Goddess of Darkness. As he thought of this, many disjointed images flashed through Maren's mind: Karina, the prophecy of the divine eye, the cherubim.

He gave up his arms, which he was forcibly supporting himself, and let himself fall backward to the ground. At the same time, he gathered all his energy to try to remember what had happened, so as to prevent his memory from being attacked or tampered with.

As the dizziness gradually subsided, Ma En gradually remembered what had just happened.

Karina declared victory at the end of the battle, and some things foreseen by the divine eye came to pass, bringing her back to this room. But what was this? An illusion? Or a spatial transfer?
Once again, as if by instinct, he invoked the Bureau of Abnormal Control.

However, he was greeted by a sharp pain and dizziness in his head, and the familiar panel did not respond to his calls at all, just like the time when Marn had just lost his memory.

Realizing something was wrong, Ma En once again used his telekinetic powers to try to move the toilet seat in front of him.

Nothing happened again, but the dizziness and tingling sensations intensified, to the point that he almost passed out on the spot, no matter how he tried...

No power responded to him.

But the fact that he wasn't killed also means a lot...

Boom, boom, boom.

Just as Maren was enduring the excruciating pain and thinking, there was a sudden, urgent knocking on the door. He was already slumped on the ground and unable to respond, which caused the knocking to continue.

Seemingly sensing something, he vaguely heard the sound of the door lock turning.

Then came the woman's tense voice:

"Doctor! Call a doctor quickly! Maren has had another attack!"

Darkness instantly engulfed his vision. The last vestiges of his will tried to hold on, but he couldn't withstand the overwhelming, dizzying pain, and almost completely fell into silence. In the dim light, he heard many noises, some like voices, others like collisions. After another long and distorted period of time, his surroundings gradually began to become clear.

"...Pastor, how is the situation?" The woman's calm voice carried a hint of anxiety.

"It's alright, I've already banished the demon." The reply came from a gentler female voice. Just hearing that voice made Ma En feel a sense of security and warmth, and even his will to resist weakened considerably.

"Thank you, Pastor Chen, for your trouble." The composed woman said gratefully, "Then I'll leave the patient to you..."

As his words faded, he finally fell into a deep sleep.

"Marne, Marne." It was a steady woman's voice that brought him back to consciousness. "Are you feeling any better? Can you hear me?"

He struggled to lift his eyelids, and the bright white light and familiar office instantly made him realize where he was. Then he saw that familiar face pressed close to his.

The moment she saw Marx and Eng open their eyes, the woman in the white coat showed a relaxed expression:
"Although you should be alright by now, I'm still worried about you."

The scene before him puzzled Ma En, because the speaker was Qin Lan, a member of the management team of the Bureau of Abnormal Control. However, this was not her office, but the doctor's office in Ma En's distant memory.

This is where Dr. Xu, the sub-entity, used to work.

Qin Lan knelt down in front of him with a concerned expression:
"They wanted to take you to a ward, but I felt I had to watch over you. You haven't had such a severe attack in a long time. By the way, can you remember who you are and where you are?"

Ma En frowned and looked at Qin Lan standing next to him, struggling to sit up:
"My name is Ma En, and I'm currently in a mental hospital?"

Qin Lan quickly helped him sit up, then said in a slightly comforting tone:
"It's good that you're alright. Were you imagining yourself as the director of the Bureau of Anomalies, being chased by evil monsters and bad guys? Don't be afraid, I'm here with you. The devil has been banished."

"You have returned to reality, and you are still in the embrace of the returnees."

Upon hearing her words, an idea immediately popped into Ma En's mind.

Reality has been reshaped.

He remembered that Heaven was about to summon the destined returnees. If they succeeded, the whole world would be reshaped by his prophecy. However, he clearly remembered that Heaven's power was far from sufficient.

Seeing Marx and Engels deep in thought, Qin Lan said gently:
"It's okay, you can sleep a little longer. If you want, I can push your bed back to the room..."

Hearing this, Ma En looked at Qin Lan:
"Are you Qin Lan?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Lan seemed to realize something, and her eyes became somewhat sad and sympathetic:
"Yes, I am Qin Lan, your attending physician. It's alright. You may have some memory problems right now, but I guarantee you can recover. This isn't the first time something like this has happened; we've done it together before."

"I know you have many questions in your mind and are still immersed in the fantasies of those abnormal worlds, but please trust me for now, put those thoughts aside for the time being, get a good night's sleep, rest is the only thing you need to do right now, and leave all those questions to me, okay?"

As she said this, she gently pushed Ma En back onto the bed. Although he tried to resist the sleepiness and the various changes happening before his eyes, his weak body quickly gave way...

it's dark.