Learn one small skill every day

"You have about five minutes to go up to the terrace for some fresh air before the minister arrives."

Ascending the stairs to the rooftop at the top of the captain's cabin, Bai Miao was greeted by an endless expanse of blue ocean. The salty sea breeze on his face eased his tense mood somewhat.

But when Bai Miao looked up at the sky, he found that the clouds were completely still.

It's like a painting hanging in the sky.

There wasn't a trace of activity to be seen.

Amidst the pristine white clouds, shadows seem to lurk, difficult to discern.

Do you still remember who you are?

Do you remember where you are?

On the clouds, lines of red writing slowly emerged, and were copied in a staggered manner, as if someone was dragging the writing across the sky, hoping to attract Bai Miao's attention.

"Emma...did you see anything strange in the sky?"

Bai Miao tugged at Emma's sleeve and asked somewhat fearfully.

Emma sighed: "If you're thinking of escaping work, that's impossible. Everything is normal in the sky. I haven't seen anything unusual."

"There are words in the sky!"

I didn't see any words.

With that, Emma pulled Bai Miao back to the captain's office: "This is your 0th day on the job. I hope you can complete today's task well and not think about shirking your responsibilities."

Helpless, Bai Miao had no choice but to sit in the office and learn how to use the computer as Emma requested, and to leave all the work to the duty manager who came to handle it.

Bai Miao sat there bored until evening.

"So, I hope you can complete your task tonight. Between 22:00 PM and 2:00 AM is my rest time. Please don't try to come looking for me; it's pointless."

With that, Emma returned to her room and closed the door.

Looking at the deserted captain's cabin, Bai Miao sighed again, made himself a cup of coffee, and settled into the monitoring room, checking the screens one by one.

"Anomaly...what is an anomaly..."

Until midnight, Bai Miao did not see anything unusual.

The next moment, all the power in the captain's cabin went out, and Bai Miao was plunged into darkness.

"what's the situation?!"

The sudden darkness made Bai Miao somewhat panicked, wondering if he hadn't noticed the problem within an hour of the anomaly occurring.

What would happen if it weren't discovered?

A strong sense of the unknown and unease swept over Bai Miao's heart. He subconsciously wanted to lock the door of the monitoring room, as if that would give him a sense of security.

Just as Bai Miao was groping his way toward the gate, he suddenly felt something wet.

The sticky texture made Bai Miao abruptly pull his hand back, causing him to lose his footing and fall to the ground.

Soon, a cold sensation came from my ankle, and that wet, sticky thing seemed to have wrapped around me.

Bai Miao tried desperately to break free, but the thing was extremely strong and completely enveloped Bai Miao within a few breaths, bringing an intense feeling of suffocation.

"Well……!"

Am I going to die?!

The fear of death descended silently at this moment. In the darkness, facing the attack of unknown creatures, Bai Miao tasted what despair truly meant.

"Huh...huh..."

When Bai Miao opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a soft bed, with Karllund and Carlos standing beside him.

“Dr. Moriarty, it seems you’ve also started to suffer from nightmares.”

"I...had a nightmare?"

Before the memories of the dream completely faded, Bai Miao tried to write them down on paper.

"Nightmares are often related to water, and they reflect your subconscious fears."

Karlrens whispered a reminder from the side.

"Hmm... After personally experiencing nightmares, I've roughly figured out the specific mechanism behind this thing."

I actually dreamed about what happened on the Endless Energy...

Most importantly, in the dream, the self lost all the advantages of skills and forgot his identity as the one knocking on the door.

He seems to be just like many of the cannon fodder captains on the Endless Energy.

However, the difference was that when the anomaly was not found within the specified time, what appeared was not the white shadow, but something completely unknown.

Is it because I haven't seen it myself that nightmares can't be replicated?

In the nightmare, Emma and the other ministers all carried a stronger sense of suspicion, which indeed gave the dreamer great unease.

But in the dream, I seemed to receive a hint.

The red characters that appeared in the strange sky seemed to be reminding me that this was all a dream.

But in the dream, I was completely unaware of it.

Bai Miao could completely understand why people infected with nightmare disorder were afraid to sleep.

The death that ended in the dream was truly unforgettable.

Within ten minutes of waking up, Bai Miao had almost completely forgotten the details of the nightmare, only remembering that he was on the Endless Energy Ship, but how he was killed in the end remained vivid in his memory.

"So, Bishop Karlrens, how did I contract nightmares? I remember diagnosing and treating you."

Karllund smiled and said, "Your spirit touched my spirit, and I was infected by it."

"But touching Carlos had no effect."

"The difference in the severity of the illness is that I'm already in the late stage."

Karl-Lens said with some helplessness, "It's almost impossible to realize you're having a nightmare. I've been trying to do this for so many years, but I've failed every time."

"Hmm... I can relate."

Karl-Lens's gaze toward Bai Miao became more friendly, carrying a hint of sympathy between fellow patients.

"Dr. Moriarty, do you now have a way to treat nightmares?"

"I have no clue at the moment. Let me go back and think about it."

"Alright, Carlos, take Dr. Moriarty back."

"Yes."

Carlos gestured for Bai Miao to enter, and led him to the carriage, returning to 13 Vic Street.

Having witnessed Bai Miao being taken away by a group of Healing Cult hunters and then escorted back by Healing Cult priests, the reporters who were waiting around frantically pressed their shutters, becoming increasingly certain that Dr. Moriarty had an inextricable connection with the Healing Cult.

"Dr. Moriarty, I'll leave you here."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Back home, Bai Miao made himself a cup of tea and savored it on the sofa.

"This nightmare is much more troublesome than I imagined."

Perhaps I haven't yet grasped the true nature of nightmares.

According to Lecter's theory, treating mental illnesses requires, first and foremost, the physician to possess insight and judgment.

Insight is the prerequisite for seeing the root cause, while judgment is the weapon to find the root of the problem.

If you could stay awake during a nightmare and have a lucid dream...

Perhaps the core issue can be found in the nightmare.

After thinking it over, Bai Miao decided that he still needed to consult Lecter.

When it comes to treating mental illness, Lecter is second to none.

“Dr. Moriarty, you seem to want to challenge yourself.”

Upon first meeting Lecter, Lecter made a meaningful remark.

"It seems you know what happened to me..."

"I can see that you have a mental problem."

Lecter's words inspired Bai Miao.

This means that nightmares can actually be seen.

"If you're asking me how to get rid of nightmares, I'm sorry, I can't answer that question."

Lecter's gaze seemed to carry some complex emotions.

Bai Miao wasn't foolish enough to ask Lecter if he knew the specific source of the nightmare syndrome.

I always felt there was some kind of inexplicable relationship between them.

"Well... thank you anyway, Dr. Lecter."

On his way home, Bai Miao gradually realized something.

That is, he didn't actually know what Carlos and Karlrens' normal mental forms looked like.

Psychiatrists can use intuition and experience to directly identify abnormalities in the mind and body and then treat them.

However, if one knows what the original spiritual entity looked like, the treatment will actually be more convenient.

After returning home, Bai Miao excitedly stood in front of the mirror and used psychoanalysis on himself once again.

Having experienced it the first time, this time it wasn't as difficult, but it still deducted a certain amount of mental energy.

Looking at the spirit in the mirror, even with his spotting skills, Bai Miao examined it for a long time but couldn't find any difference between the spirit infected with Nightmare Syndrome and the original one.

Oh no, is my psychoanalytic level not high enough?

Or is it that your spiritual value is insufficient?

The spirit value has exceeded 80 points and is approaching the 100-point mark.

"I really don't believe it. I'll sleep with it again and see."