Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

Early the next morning, a series of neat and hurried footsteps echoed down the corridor.

Soon, Chen Zhiwei led several doctors and nurses into the room.

The group of them had very serious expressions.

"Su Ming, given your unusually extreme behavior last night..."

Chen Zhiwei stood in front of the hospital bed, her voice devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

"We suspect that in addition to paranoia and cognitive impairment, you are also showing signs of dissociative identity disorder and bipolar disorder."

"Now, we will conduct a comprehensive mental and physical re-examination on you."

"We have already notified your family members, and they will arrive at noon to cooperate with the monitoring."

Su Ming knew that his actions last night would definitely be targeted by the medical staff.

But I didn't expect it to come so quickly.

In addition to comprehensive testing, a new type of blue pill was added today.

Patients have the right to know about their medical treatment.

After a moment of silence, Su Ming asked, "What are these blue pills?"

The nurse next to him explained, "Your temperament was very unstable last night, so Dr. Chen specially prescribed you blue pills."

"It has the effect of stabilizing the mind and calming the emotions."

Su Ming stared straight at Chen Zhiwei.

But she didn't look at him; instead, she was carefully reviewing the medical records, looking extremely professional.

Su Ming had never understood what was going on with Chen Zhiwei.

The old era has come to an end.

There is no cleanup mechanism in the new era.

So, is her stance on the side of humanity or on the side of the Old Gods?

As his thoughts drifted, a middle-aged doctor handed the medicine to Su Ming.

Three white pills, one red pill, and one blue pill.

This is his third day at the general psychiatric hospital, and he has already had his medication increased twice.

Su Ming did not hesitate. He readily accepted the pills, tilted his head back to drink water, and then swallowed them.

But the other doctor stared at him intently for several seconds, his gaze extremely sharp.

He stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Open your mouth."

Only after confirming that Su Ming's mouth was empty and that he had indeed swallowed the pill did the doctor nod in satisfaction and return to the queue.

Something's not right today.

After Su Ming finished taking his medicine, they didn't leave immediately, but instead discussed things amongst themselves.

They watched the surveillance video of Su Ming over and over again last night.

The three pills had already begun to digest in his stomach.

Su Ming's first sensation was that his thinking began to sluggish, as if his brain was shrouded in a thick fog.

Immediately afterwards, fragmented and unfamiliar memories flooded into my mind uncontrollably, the images flashing by, brief yet incredibly clear.

But Su Ming was certain that these images were not his actual experiences.

Then a wave of drowsiness swept over him, his head felt dizzy and he could see double.

Just as he was struggling to stay conscious and was about to give up, Chen Zhiwei finally closed the medical record book and said, "That's enough, let's go to the next ward."

Before leaving, she glanced at Su Ming and added, "We will notify you as soon as your family arrives."

After Chen Zhiwei led everyone away, Su Ming immediately bent over, gagged, and vomited up all the medicine in his stomach.

Judging from the incomplete appearance of the medicine, Su Ming had digested nearly one-third of each pill.

He blinked hard, trying to dispel the drowsiness in his mind.

However, the mental dulling effect of the pills made it extremely difficult for him to think.

My brain felt numb.

Although his drowsiness didn't increase further, it still made him completely listless.

Especially the brand-new fragments of memory that flash through your mind.

The video shows him arguing with his parents.

He roared hysterically, "What I said is true, I don't have delusions, I'm not sick."

With red eyes, Tang Tang pulled the irritable Su Ming along.

The next scene shows him suddenly shaking off Tang Tang's hand, saying he's going to show them what flesh hyperplasia is.

Then he started waving his hands wildly and shouting loudly.

The final shot is taken at the edge of the balcony.

Su Ming rushed to the balcony, calling out to his wings, ready to jump, when Su Wangshan pounced on him and pulled him back from the brink of despair.

"Cough cough."

Su Ming coughed violently for a while.

The nurse's words yesterday were half true and half false; she deliberately concealed the crucial information.

The red pill doesn't erase memories; it fills them with new ones.

This kind of deception, which extracts only a portion of the truth and conceals crucial information, is the most difficult to discern.

It took Su Ming a whole morning to recover.

But then the nurse on duty came again.

This is the second dose of my three daily medications.

Fortunately, Chen Zhiwei and the others did not accompany her to this medication; only the on-duty nurse and two caregivers were present.

They saw that Su Ming obediently finished taking the medicine, then turned and left the ward.

After they left, Su Ming immediately vomited up the medicine in his stomach.

Fortunately, I absorbed almost nothing this time.

Hiding the vomited medicine in a crack in the window, Su Ming forced himself to think hard.

But his mind seemed rusty.

It takes effort to think about the problem in order to gradually recover.

Only after his mind started functioning normally did he begin to examine the newly emerging fragments of memory.

I don't know which of my old memories these two new fragments of memory replaced.

But through these two memories, Su Ming saw the world outside the general mental hospital for the first time.

That was a very normal world.

As he rushed out onto the balcony, ready to jump, he clearly saw the residents taking a walk downstairs.

Around 3 p.m., the caregiver informed Su Ming to prepare for a comprehensive re-examination.

This means that Su Ming's family has arrived.

Led by the caregiver, he arrived at the family meeting room.

His gaze swept over Su Wangshan and Song Yu, finally settling on Tang Tang.

Tangtang's eyes were red, clearly from crying for a long time on the way.

Upon seeing Su Ming, she quickly stepped forward, hugged him, and comforted him, "Mingming, it's okay, everything will be alright."

"As long as we cooperate with the treatment, you will definitely recover and be discharged from the hospital."

Su Ming looked down at Tang Tang: "You also think I'm sick?"

Tang Tang quickly shook her head and explained, "No, I was just too worried about you."

Su Ming stared at her and asked again, "Then, did you believe what I told you before?"

"I believe you." Tang Tang nodded vigorously. "No matter what you say, I believe you. I will always believe you."

Hearing her answer, Su Ming lowered his head and smiled.

I understand now.

Whether what you say is true or not is not important.

The important thing is that no one in this world will allow his memories to be true.

His condition worsened once he insisted on the truth.

Tang Tang said she believed him, but in reality she hoped Su Ming would cooperate with the treatment and forget those "delusional" memories.

She is on the side of the Old Gods.

She was an absolute supporter of the old order.

Once the new era begins, the so-called forced affinity will also be interrupted.

She wouldn't allow that to happen.

"Okay, I'll cooperate obediently."

Su Ming gently patted Tang Tang's head.

It's not entirely fair to say that Tangtang is on the side of the old gods.

At the very least, as long as the forced favorability rating remains unchanged, she is on my side.

At this moment, her concern, worry, and favoritism were genuine.

"I'm asking you, is this general psychiatric hospital located in Pingjiang City?"

Hearing Su Ming's question.

Before Tangtang could answer, Songyu started to cry.

In her eyes, her son had even forgotten where he lived, and was still obsessed with the non-existent Pingjiang City.

This is undoubtedly a sign that the paranoia is becoming increasingly severe.

Tang Tang gently stroked Su Ming's face and slowly said, "It's not Pingjiang City."

"Mingming, this is Chang'an City."

"We live in Jinhui Residential Area in Chang'an City."

That's our wedding room.

"Let's get married after you're discharged from the hospital, okay?"

Tang Tang said affectionately.

This deep affection moved everyone else deeply.

You should know that Su Ming is a mental patient.

Moreover, his condition continued to fluctuate and worsen.

But his girlfriend never abandoned him and even planned to marry him.

This sincerity is extremely rare.

On the other hand, Su Ming's brows were tightly furrowed.

It is neither Pingjiang City nor the revised Dajiang City.

It is Chang'an City.

I did live in this city for a few years during my childhood.

After all, my parents needed to travel around a lot because of their business.

Therefore, Su Ming has been to many cities.

He only returned to Pingjiang City to attend high school after his life stabilized.

Just then, Chen Zhiwei walked in with her medical team.

Now that the family members have arrived, they will conduct a comprehensive re-examination of Su Ming.

Under the worried gazes of Tang Tang and the others, Su Ming entered the testing room.

Blood tests, cranial imaging, electroencephalography (EEG), etc.

These are all basic tests, mainly to determine Su Ming's physical condition.

Most importantly, there is the subsequent psychological assessment.

There were many doctors being evaluated, each carrying a record book and looking very serious.

As Su Ming's attending physician, Chen Zhiwei presided over the entire assessment and gave a brief report on Su Ming's recent fluctuations in condition and abnormal manifestations.

During the consultation, one doctor asked, "Dr. Chen, should we wait for the hospital director to arrive and participate in the consultation?"

Chen Zhiwei shook her head: "No need."

"You know the situation of the hospital director; he is mainly in charge of the intensive care unit."

"Su Ming is currently considered a regular patient, and his emotions are relatively stable."

"The dean will observe the entire assessment process remotely, and our team will combine the observation results and assessment data to give a unified consultation conclusion."

Su Ming narrowed his eyes.

Dean? Remote monitoring?

This seems to fit the concept of Eye of the Stars.

The Eye of the Stars has entered the arena.

Everything in the general psychiatric hospital was in His sight.

Those cameras are His eyes.

At the same time, this also fits Lin Jiajia's personality.

Socially anxious, introverted, dislikes crowds and prefers being alone.

Her backstory says she likes to stay in the shadows, an observer detached from all the hustle and bustle.

Therefore, this dean is very likely the Lin Jiajia that Su Ming is looking for.

As long as you bind him with forced favorability.

Not only can He help me escape the general mental hospital with His power, but He will also be reborn as Lin Jiajia after this future timeline ends.

The problem now is, let alone Su Ming.

Even doctors can't see the hospital director.

He hid behind the camera, and no one knew his exact location.

All I know is that the intensive care unit is under His jurisdiction.

However, you cannot go to the intensive care unit.

Once you're inside, you can't get out.

When he comes out, he will most likely be "fully healed".

Therefore, Su Ming calmly answered all the doctors' questions while pondering the questions.

Fortunately, he vomited up the pills twice.

Although my thinking is still a bit dull, answering these questions is not difficult.

If it's still in the same state as in the morning.

He will most likely be assessed as having a deteriorating mental state, which may result in an increase in medication dosage or, in severe cases, direct admission to the intensive care unit.

After a series of answers.

After all, this game has strict rules, and mistakes are not allowed.

Therefore, their final conclusion was that the patient's mental state was stable, cognitive function was basically normal, personality disorder and signs of manic episodes were temporarily ruled out, and the original paranoia was stabilizing with no tendency to worsen.

Upon hearing this conclusion, Su Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

Tangtang and the others who were listening in patted their chests, their hearts finally at ease.

The conclusion is good.

But the blue pills were not discontinued.

It is euphemistically called: prevention.

Su Ming had no way to deal with this.

This is already the best possible outcome.

After the assessment, Su Ming chatted briefly with his family before being escorted back to his ward by the caregiver.

During the chat.

He learned a lot about Chang'an City.

It wasn't much different from the Chang'an City he remembered.

And this world is perfectly normal, absolutely normal.

There are no awakened ones, no strange beings, none of them.

Both the legal system and infrastructure are very comprehensive.

Pingjiang City remains Su Ming's hometown.

However, he did not go back to his hometown to attend high school, but stayed in Chang'an City to attend high school.

In the first month of school, he suddenly developed a mental illness and had several extreme thoughts of jumping off buildings to commit suicide. His family had no choice but to send him to a comprehensive mental hospital for long-term treatment.

And that's the most terrifying thing.

Truth and falsehood, reality and illusion.

This game gave me a completely new identity and experience.

The purpose of the mental hospital is to help him accept this identity and experience.

To make him admit that the nurtured characters, the apocalyptic timeline, the future timeline, and the old gods in his memories are all delusions.

At the same time, Su Ming made another major discovery.

He had previously suspected that Tangtang and the Old Gods knew about his experiences and that what he said was true.

He only found out now.

They don't know.

This true memory is one that only I can recall.

Their memories have all been replaced by falsehoods.

Therefore, they were not deliberately targeting themselves; they were simply following the rules of this world and making the most reasonable and normal judgment and response.

Healing him, comforting him, and persuading him—everyone's intentions were sincere.

And that's what's truly terrifying when you think about it.

When the memories of billions of people in the world are all uniformly false, he alone holds fast to a unique truth.

So, who is truly living in delusion? Whose memories are the real illusions?

It's like when billions of people share the same dream, can that dream still be called a dream?

This unique and authentic memory was, for him, a long and uncompassionate torture of lucidity.

Nobody will believe it.

He was the only one who persevered.

The price he paid for persevering was that he is now a mentally ill person with severe paranoia.

This is both good news and bad news.

The good news is that he wasn't specifically targeted; he was just one of the patients.

The bad news is that, here, his true memory is paranoia, that's for sure.

There is no way to refute it, nor can it prove itself.

The more detailed his explanation, the more severe his paranoia.

This made Su Ming feel somewhat dazed.

Even when he was out for exercise, his thoughts were in turmoil.

But he still subconsciously walked over to Wen Qi and sat down.

Wen Qi closed the book and waited for Su Ming to continue.

The story from yesterday is not yet finished.

After waiting for a long time, Wen Qi noticed that Su Ming didn't speak, but just frowned.

So she asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Su Ming snapped out of his daze, his voice a little hoarse: "Do you believe what I said is true?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Qi smiled and said, "Whether it's true or false, it doesn't matter."

"The most important thing isn't whether I believe it," she continued, pointing at Su Ming, "but whether you believe it yourself."

"If you believe it, then it has a basis and reason for existence."

"If even you don't believe it, then it can never become true."

"The rarest thing in this world is never the truth, but people who dare to stand up for themselves and not follow the crowd."

The interest in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by a more scrutinizing look.

"At first I found you very interesting and was willing to listen to your bizarre stories."

"But now, I find you a bit boring."

After saying that, Wen Qi prepared to get up and leave.

For her, a person who cannot even uphold their own ideas is meaningless.

Without the constraint of forced favorability.

She was never going to fall for Su Ming right away.

It was only because of Su Ming's story that she became somewhat interested in him in this world.

This is Wen Qi's most genuine and authentic thought, unaffected by any interference.

"Wait a moment."

Su Ming quickly shouted, his eyes shining with determination: "What I said is true."

Even if the whole world denies it, I will still believe it.

Wen Qi looked back at Su Ming, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He was so determined about something that sounded quite outrageous, and even had its own story behind it.

Especially after learning that she had paranoia, she still refused to waver.

This was a rare occurrence, and it rekindled her intense interest.

Wen Qi sat back down on the bench and said, "Continue."

She wanted to hear Su Ming tell the whole story.

Last time, Su Ming talked about the renewal of Blue Star and the descent of the Abyss.

Next, we'll tell the story of the first doomsday scenario.

"That was the doomsday line in 2003. I met you when you were 17 years old, back then..."

Su Ming spoke slowly.

Wen Qi listened quietly.

In this perfectly "normal" world.

There is an "abnormal" boy who is telling a "bizarre" "true" story to an "abnormal" girl.

That's really "absurd".