Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2799 The Thirteenth Day Talk (Fifty-One)

However, after just a few words, the situation seemed clear.

Poor Rashik was once again unjustly thrown into a special place, where he was subjected to endless torture.

The difference is that last time she seemed to be trapped in time, but this time she is trapped in a specific geographical area.

As for the source of the torment, on the one hand, it naturally comes from the director who has been waiting for an intruder to be used as a tool; on the other hand, His Excellency Selvis's attitude is also quite clear.

This expert was clearly not that enthusiastic about things like practicing medicine to help the world.

He seemed to prefer seeing himself as a prison warden, using his keen insight to understand people's hearts and ultimately guide them to where they were meant to be.

So, it's certain that this guy was interested in Rashik, who had fallen from the sky, but he was clearly not in a hurry to send him away. Instead, he was the kind of person who would quietly watch Rashik's performance.

As for what happened to Rashik afterward, it is easy to imagine.

Just like what happened to him, the director would give him the key and even lead him step by step into this place to open the safe for him.

As for Cervis, it was even simpler. He wasn't in a hurry to get rid of this tool for the director, but rather let him cooperate with the operation.

Because this would be a win-win situation.

It's not only a power struggle between him and the director, but also a chance to observe Rashik's unique qualities.

If you have enough confidence in your ability to control the situation, making this choice is perfectly normal.

Given Servais's position as the person in charge here, this confidence is almost certain.

And so, Rashik found himself in almost the same situation as he was now.

Caught in a pincer movement, with nowhere to turn.

They encountered nothing but demons and monsters along the way; not a single normal person was among them.

Under these circumstances, it is only natural that the mental state of "not trusting anyone," as described by the woman in the dark room, would eventually be achieved.

Of course, what I'm curious about here is whether Rashik's situation is exactly the same as my own.

For example, will she be troubled by the Well of Time, or threatened by Judgment Day?

The former seems quite likely. Given how quickly his mental state collapsed, it's not surprising that he was exposed to the darker side of human nature.

The latter seems somewhat absurd, since theoretically, the time she was tortured was more than a year earlier than the day of judgment.

"Actually, she did quite well. She calmed down quickly and hoped to get help to get her away from here."

Clearly aware of the difficulty of proving one's sanity in an asylum, Selvis sighed, recalling the scene from years ago.

"But it was precisely during this process that she revealed so many disturbing aspects that, as the conversations deepened, even others began to doubt her mental state."

He pointed to his temple, but the attending physician's eyes were fixed on the same spot on Fu Qian's face.

"For example, she told us that there shouldn't be a date like 52... In contrast, you reacted much calmer in this regard."

……

Ms. Lasik is still too young; she doesn't understand the principle of blending in with the crowd.

As he spoke, Selvis was clearly observing Fu Qian's reaction closely.

Unfortunately, just as he had described, he couldn't detect anything unusual on Fu Qian's face.

Fu Qian sighed with pity at the plight of Rashik that he had described.

It is well known that being a loner is a major taboo, especially in certain special circumstances.

The sanatorium was not in a normal state, which was obvious to anyone with eyes to see.

Whether it even belongs to reality is questionable.

But the core of the problem now is that you need to gain acceptance. Forcibly correcting what is generally accepted at this point will only alienate you from the public and make you increasingly isolated.

“The place I came from doesn’t actually have a number 52, but it’s just a different way of counting time, which I think is a detail that can be tolerated.”

However, while expressing his admiration for Rasik's experience, Fu Qian did not "learn from the experience" and said that number 52 was normal. Instead, he continued to speak the truth.

Different positions require different postures.

I'm no longer an intruder in a homeless sanatorium; I'm now one of the three people actually sitting at the table.

Simply lowering one's stance to agree will only lower His Excellency Selvis's opinion of you, making him more stingy with his resources.

"Indeed... it's just a difference in form. Although you look young, you are much more mature in mind."

Sure enough, the attending physician did not give this guy the look of someone who had gone mad; he simply glanced at him and then brushed it off lightly.

"It's a pity that Rashik lacks this kind of tolerance, which makes it increasingly difficult to communicate with her. Her behavior becomes more and more paranoid, and even her aggression becomes obvious."

As he finished speaking, he pointed to the left side of his nose, showing Fu Qian a faint mark there.

The gestures are quite obvious; it must be Lasik's doing.

That's nothing. You haven't seen the scene where she lifted the sheriff's wife's skull and groped inside inch by inch.

The wound wasn't deep, but it was still a bit long. Unfortunately, Fu Qian saw it and could only sigh that Servis was making a fuss over nothing.

Despite the setbacks she has faced, Ms. Lasik is by no means an ordinary person.

The level of discipline displayed under dire circumstances is unmatched by ordinary people; merely smashing something like that in someone's face is already a testament to their restraint.

"Same as the one before me?"

However, he didn't make any sarcastic remarks; instead, he simply compared the symptoms to those of the columnist.

"They are indeed similar."

Servais nodded.

"So you put her in solitary confinement too?"

"No, just as I was about to do that, Rashik had already hidden himself away and gradually moved into this place."

"That's really not easy; it would probably take someone's help to do that."

“There is indeed someone who helps; you can call him the Forerunner.”

As he spoke, Selvis pointed to the pocket on the front side of his handbag.

Inside were the two sticky notes that had been received one after the other.

……

A harbinger? That certainly sounds more prestigious than "director."

In the question-and-answer session, not only was Rashik's pitiful fate outlined, but he was also given an extraordinary title.

The person Selvis was referring to was undoubtedly the last one in the three-person relay.

Whether it's the director or the forerunner, the specific title is not important.

The key point is that this is already officially verified, there really is another person involved.

“He is my favorite patient, and I have had a lot of fun with his targeted treatment.”

His gaze never left Fu Qian's face. Servis only gave him a few seconds to process what was happening before continuing to look on with rapture.

"If you can provide assistance in the future, I will send you away from here just like I sent Rashik away."