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Chapter 1011, Section 1006: The Mad King, the Devil, the Prophet (Seeking monthly votes at the beginning of the month~)

And so, Ning Changkong dragged Ma En toward the floors and rooms he remembered from afar, and he took the opportunity to observe the scene inside the hospital.

Although the structure didn't seem to differ much, the details inside the building were different from what he remembered, most notably the various religious decorations.

The walls were covered with sacred symbols composed of semi-circular and cross-shaped structures, as well as many variations of this type of decoration, such as small sculptures containing this structure.

Near these sculptures, one can always see many people praying, and from time to time one can even see figures wearing priest robes, as if priests are some kind of basic building block in this world.

But more than the changes brought about by these destined returnees, he cared more about a certain figure who should be here.

Unfortunately, he did not find the elderly martial artist on this short journey.

Soon, Ning Changkong led him to the former activity room.

“Let’s go, they must be waiting for us.” The girl stepped forward excitedly and pushed open the door. “Hey, guess who I brought back?”

Everyone in the room cast strange and wary glances their way. But when they saw the newcomer's face, their surprise vanished instantly.

Only Kania, wearing a white lab coat, looked somewhat displeased.
"Ning Changkong, what trouble are you causing now..."

As she spoke, she noticed Ma En behind Ning Changkong. She looked at the girl with a hint of anger, as if she wanted to say something to reprimand her, but looking at the girl's innocent smile, she could only sigh in the end.

Why is she arguing with someone who is mentally ill?

After calming herself down, Kania felt a little better, and then she looked at Marne with some concern:

"How are you feeling? She didn't do anything to offend you, did she?"

Looking at the former federal mental health expert, Ma En saw that she was now like an ordinary doctor, and her demeanor was much more relaxed and easygoing than before, completely lacking the tense and cold attitude she once had.

It was as if she could finally unload the heavy burden on her shoulders.

“Ning Changkong is very friendly to me,” Ma En said gently, “but I have some mental problems. My memories of the past are a bit blurry, and I can’t remember many specific details.”

Kania looked relieved.
"Don't be too nervous. This kind of thing happens often here, and you may have even encountered it before. As long as you take good care of yourself and take your medication, your memory can still be restored."

"If you have any problems in your life, you can always find doctors and nurses around you, or come directly to me and Dr. Qin. We will take care of your case, and Dr. Qin should be able to talk to you soon."

She glanced at the innocent-looking girl, then whispered:

"However, you should be careful. Ning Changkong is known for being a troublemaker around here. How should I put it? Her mental state is more active than most people's. Not just anyone is suitable to stay by her side."

"Especially since you're not in a very good mental state right now, you still need to spend time with her in moderation."

Hearing these words, Ning Changkong was not discouraged at all. Instead, he said somewhat embarrassedly:

"I'm not that good."

Kania gestured to Ma En with her eyes:

'You saw that, didn't you?'

Marx and Engels nodded:

"Okay, I'll be careful..."

Kania nodded:
“Great, then you can go back to your seat now. I’ll introduce you to the other members of the mutual aid group and see if you can remember anything.”

Upon hearing this, the girl cheerfully pulled Ma En to a corner of the group. Meanwhile, Ma En was also quietly observing the other group members.

Sitting diagonally opposite them was a beautiful woman with brown skin, an air of pride and nobility—the Undying King, whom he knew all too well—Cao Yan.

"This is Cao Yan, Xiao Yan. You can tell Ma En about your situation again."

The brown-skinned woman glanced at Marne with a hint of indifference:

"I am the Undead King, the ruler of Gulamar."

Kania explained gently:
"Here, you can embrace all your ideas without having to think about which are real and which are fantasies that you can't clearly distinguish. As long as you don't hurt others, we accept any ideas."

"Of course, I will also help you gradually find the things that make you different from others."

At this point, she also looked at the second group member:

Do you remember Xiao Le? She was a very close friend of yours.

The girl called Xiao Le was about sixteen or seventeen years old. Her appearance was somewhat unfamiliar to Ma En, and she was also quite ordinary-looking, but there was a strange trace between her brows that Ma En was extremely familiar with.

The girl waved enthusiastically to Mar and Eng:
"Marne, don't you remember me? I am the master of Bliss, the master of the darkest depths of Hell, your best devil friend in this life! Have you really forgotten me?"

Upon hearing this, he realized where that familiar feeling came from, but if she hadn't said the word "bliss" herself, Maren would never have been able to match this ordinary face with that former fairy.

"Sorry," he said sheepishly, "I don't quite remember."

Hearing this, Jile was somewhat disappointed, but still looked at Marx and Engels with concern:

"Okay, I'm glad you're alright. I'll help you find a way to regain your memories. By the way, although I look like a girl, don't get me wrong, I'm actually a man."

Upon hearing this, Kania also hinted:

"Yes, you can treat Xiao Le like a boy, but if she asks you to do any kind of hellish ritual, don't be foolish and help her."

Then, she looked at the third group member:
"Aying, you're new here, you probably haven't met Ma En yet, right? You two can introduce yourselves."

Marne looked at the shadow that he found very familiar and, following their style, said:
"Hello, I am Ma En, the current director of the Bureau of Anomalies Control."

The former head of the Federal Secret Service, Shadow, the world's strongest telepath, now looked almost like a gaunt man who was completely demented, and didn't even react when Kania spoke.

It took about ten seconds after Ma and En finished speaking for Yingzi to raise his head somewhat blankly.

He said in an extremely dull voice:
"I am a shadow."

Kania explained gently:
"Shadow doesn't like people calling him by his name. You can just call him by his nickname. You'll have plenty of time to spend together in the future, and you can gradually get to know each other better."

"Finally, there's Ning Changkong. Although she's usually very energetic, she often says crazy things. You must not take anything she says seriously, and don't go with her to look for any aliens lurking around us."

"Fine, just say it yourself, Changkong."

The girl wore a somewhat silly, proud expression:
"Although you have forgotten me, it doesn't matter at all, because I will guide you in the right direction."

"I am the most outstanding extraterrestrial researcher, the last watcher and prophet, the mortal enemy of the stars, the first prophet to foresee the end times, or you can call me by my old nickname..."

"Divine Eye".

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　　(End of this chapter)