On the Ark.

"I see." Lin Ye silently noted it down. "Then what else is there?"

“And then there are us,” Ansel added, “the ‘old-timers’ who were on Rhodes Island from the very beginning. Like the Ranger, like Nightblade, Azuma, and Blackhorn.”

"understood."

"As for the rest, only Kalan Trade has had some contact with you."

"Kallan trade?"

“Well, those people from Kjerag. Cliffheart, Frostleaf, and Cliffheart. There’s not much to say about them. Frostleaf works here, Cliffheart is here for treatment, and Cliffheart is here to keep her company. Frostleaf seems to have some conflicts with her brother, but she didn’t bring him to Rhodes Island, so there’s not much to say about that.” Ansel frowned, pondering. “And… Penguin Logistics and Blacksteel International often cooperate with Rhodes Island and occasionally send some people to be stationed there, but they are mostly reliable people, so there’s not much to say about that either.”

"Then that's all, right?" Lin Ye thought for a moment and said, "So in the end, what I need to pay attention to are still these people from Rhine Lab, right? Dr. Himer?"

“Well, that’s about it,” Ansel said. “Although I might be worrying unnecessarily. Since Dr. Himer joined Rhodes Island, she hasn’t done anything outrageous. We’ve only heard bits and pieces about her past at Rhine Lab. I just find it a little strange that Dr. Himer would recommend White Owl to you.”

Lin Ye smiled and said, "It's probably to earn an extra salary. Besides, the White-faced Owl is quite powerful and can help me a lot."

“Hmm.” Ansel nodded. “The people who were formerly with Rhine Lab all had very outstanding…wait.”

Seeing Ansel suddenly clutching his forehead, looking quite troubled, Lin Ye asked, "What's wrong?"

“I almost forgot,” Ansel sighed. “Why would I ask you to pay attention to people from former Rhine Labs when there are far more dangerous people around you?”

Lin Ye was taken aback: "An even more dangerous guy? Who is it?"

Ansel looked up at Lin Ye, his red pupils surprisingly filled with sympathy.

Lin Ye immediately sensed something was wrong.

“The fourth floor of the office building,” Ansel said slowly, “is also the most dangerous place, as we all agree.”

Lin Ye's expression froze: "It can't be that exaggerated, can it?"

“Exaggeration? No, it’s absolutely not an exaggeration.” Ansel shook his head. “Whether it’s the scientists from former Rhine Lab or the demons of the Apostles, they are generally, at least on the surface, mild and harmless. Some of our inappropriate views about them come from inaccurate information. That’s why I’ve always emphasized that what I know isn’t necessarily the truth. But the fourth floor of the office building…” Ansel took a deep breath and said softly, “That’s where real madmen live. The kind of madmen whose hands are stained with blood, whose footsteps even carry a fishy smell…”

Lin Ye's hair stood on end.

Chapter 103 Those Who Procrastinate Will Eventually Be Procrastinated On

Lin Ye didn't sleep well all night after his late-night conversation with Ansel.

Because if he closed his eyes, he could see a headless giant slowly walking towards him from the end of the fourth-floor corridor. His tattered clothes were stained with blood, and he was dragging a huge anchor, just like a mini-boss in a zombie movie. Several times, Lin Ye dreamed that this mini-boss walked up to his face. He wanted to run away, but his body couldn't move. He could only watch helplessly as the headless giant swung the huge anchor and then smashed it down hard on his head.

They smashed it again and again, which startled him awake.

When I woke up, I saw the rising sun streaming in through the window, and Ansel was standing by the bed putting on his pants.

"You woke up so early?" Hearing the noise, Ansel looked up at Lin Ye in surprise. "So you can finally go to work normally for a day? Wait, what's wrong with your eyes? Didn't you go to bed quite early last night?"

Lin Ye didn't need to look in the mirror to know that he definitely had thick dark circles under his eyes.

There was nothing he could do; he was woken up by nightmares several times that night, and then Ansel's grinding teeth kept him awake. When he finally did fall asleep, he saw the headless giant lifting the anchor at him.

This made Lin Ye feel that it was quite shameful for a psychologist to go to such lengths.

"No, it's nothing, I just have a bit of insomnia," Lin Ye said. "It's probably because I drank too much coffee tonight."

"Really? Then I'll be going now." Ansel finished dressing and asked Lin Ye, "You won't be late again today, will you?"

"Of course not." Lin Ye immediately jumped off the bed. "Starting today, I will never be late again."

"Maybe." Ansel shrugged and went out.

Lin Ye actually wanted to ask Ansel about the guests on the fourth floor, but he felt that would make him seem cowardly. So after a brief hesitation, he decided not to ask. After all, Amiya had already said that the guests on the fourth floor were just somewhat demonized, not real demons, so what was there to be afraid of?

He'd seen countless real demons, and none of them had ever done anything to him. Besides, as the level lord, any demons on the fourth level were under his jurisdiction, so there was nothing to worry about.

Lin Ye comforted himself, then tidied up and went out.

His first priority, of course, was to go to the sanatorium to check on Nightingale's condition. If Nightingale was alright, he planned to take her to the cafeteria for pineapple buns. However, to his surprise, this time he woke up, but Nightingale did not.

“Dr. Lin Ye, you should come and wake Liz later.” Outside the sanatorium, Hibiscus said to Lin Ye, “Liz’s condition wasn’t very good last night. Sister Shanling gave her some calming medication, and she only fell asleep this morning. I was originally planning to have you come, but Sister Shanling said it was too late, so I’ll pass.”

Lin Ye felt very guilty: "It's all my fault."

Furong shook her head and said with a smile, "No one will blame you, because you've been saving her all along, haven't you?"

Even with Furong's words, Lin Ye didn't feel any better. He hadn't expected that using his ability a second time would place such a heavy burden on Nightingale compared to the first. Now, he truly dared not use his ability on Nightingale a third time.

If things continue like this... it should be fine, right? As long as Nightingale doesn't get into any trouble, there shouldn't be any problems, right?

Negative thoughts began to surface in Lin Ye's mind.

“In that case, let Liz sleep well,” Lin Ye said to Fu Rong. “Tell me when she wakes up. Also, if this happens again, don’t give Liz any medicine, just call me over.”

Even late at night?

“Anytime is fine,” Lin Ye said.

Furong smiled and said, "I received your message."

After giving a few more words of advice, Lin Ye finally left the sanatorium. He had originally planned to have breakfast, but seeing that he was running out of time, he went straight to the personnel department.

As soon as he pushed open the door, Zilan looked at him in surprise: "Dr. Lin Ye? You're actually here at this hour? Didn't you just get up at noon?"

Zilan's words made Lin Ye feel ashamed: "I'm sorry, it was an accident before, it won't happen again."

“It’s alright.” Zilan shrugged. “We all know your job is special, and sometimes it’s better not to be in the office than to be sitting there. But this is a bit of a problem. I thought you wouldn’t be coming to work until the afternoon.”

"Is my furniture not arriving until this afternoon?"

“No, no.” Zilan shook her head and pointed to the cardboard box in the corner. “Your furniture is there, but a drone will help you move it up this afternoon. Why don’t you go back to your dorm and take a nap? Come to work this afternoon, and you’ll find you have a new office.”

Sleeping until the afternoon before coming to work... Is this all the impression people have of him now?

Lin Ye felt that his reputation had been damaged.

"No, no need," Lin Ye said. "Now that I'm here, I'll do it myself."

Zilan was somewhat surprised: "You're planning to move it up yourself?"

“Yes.” Lin Ye ran to the box and said, “Don’t let my appearance fool you, I’m actually quite strong.”

As he spoke, he tried to move the box and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that he could move it.

"Alright, whatever you say." Seeing this, Zilan could only nod. "The assembly instructions are inside. If you want, you can try to assemble it yourself. If you can't, just wait for the drone to arrive this afternoon."

"No need, I can come by myself." Lin Ye carried the box to the door, then suddenly seemed to remember something and turned back to look at Zilan, "By the way, has anyone come here to apply for a job with my recruitment notice?"

"Recruitment notice?" Zilan asked, puzzled. "I've never seen anything like this before."

"Never seen it before?"

"To be precise, I haven't seen your recruitment notice," Zilan said. "When did you post it?"

A few days ago.

"I don't know then," Zilan shrugged. "Anyway, I haven't seen it here."

Lin Ye was puzzled. But Zilan said she hadn't seen it, so he had no choice but to carry the boxes back to his office. He made three or four trips back and forth before he finished, finally thinking, exhausted, why did he have to be so stubborn? Wouldn't it have been better to just leave it all to the drones?

A man's dignity is so exhausting.

He sighed as he opened the box and began assembling the furniture according to the instructions.

This task took all morning.

When the midday sun shone into the office, Lin Ye, drenched in sweat, had only managed to assemble less than a third of the furniture.

He seemed to have forgotten something.

Lin Ye wiped his sweat as he pondered.

Didn't the white-faced owl say yesterday that she would come to work on time every day and come over this morning to help him assemble the furniture?

Lin Ye glanced at the wall clock.

Noon.

Then his lips twitched slightly.

Did he get stood up?

Chapter 104 Saria

It wasn't until after lunch, after a short nap, and after working on the project for several more hours, that the white-faced owl finally arrived.

"Dr. Lin." White Owl looked at Lin Ye, who was drenched in sweat, twitched its ears, and said, "Operator White Owl has arrived at work."

Lin Ye glanced at the time.

Yeah, I have two more hours until I get off work.

"You've arrived way too early," Lin Ye said to the white-faced owl.

"Thank you for your compliment, White-faced Owl."

"...Do you think I'm praising you?" Lin Ye sighed. "Didn't you say yesterday you'd be coming this morning?"

The white-faced owl tilted its head, thought for a moment, and said, "Due to a system error, some data has been deleted."

Lin Ye nodded.

That's amazing! Even the reason for standing someone up is so refreshingly unique. It's no wonder they're birds; even if they're not pigeons, they know how to coo. Of course, Lin Ye couldn't really blame the White-faced Owl for standing people up, since he'd stood up nightingales several times himself.

"Since you're here, why not lend a hand?" Lin Ye said to the white-faced owl after assembling the sofa. "Help me push this to that wall. I'm going to wash my hands first. By the way, can you even move it?"

The White-faced Owl nodded and said, "Please don't underestimate the White-faced Owl; it can still move this much. Please rest assured and leave it to the White-faced Owl; you can die in peace now."

"Huh?" Lin Ye was stunned.

"Now that you've received the repeat instruction, you can go and wash up without worry," said the white-faced owl.

Lin Ye stared at the White Owl, trying to find a flaw in her expression, but the White Owl's expression did not change at all, as if she did not know what she had done.

So whether she is completely white or thoroughly black, Lin Ye cannot see through it yet.

"Alright, it's up to you."

Lin Ye found himself rather helpless with the White-faced Owl. No matter whether the White-faced Owl was completely white or completely black, he seemed to have no way to say anything.

After all, he's already admitted that he has mental problems, so what else can he do?

As Lin Ye stepped out of the room, he sincerely hoped that his other two assistants would be normal people. If all of a psychiatrist's assistants were mentally ill, he felt that his job was almost done.