Dragon Clan: They're all insane, and you still want me to slay dragons?

Dragon Clan: They're all insane, and you still want me to slay dragons?

Author: Liang Chaowei

Summary:

2004 7 Month 4 Day.

Typhoon Dandelion made landfall in a small coastal town. A week later, Gao Kui was diagnosed with grandiose delusions and schizophrenia.

2008 5 Month 21 Day.

Chu Tianjiao drove the 100-ton king, carrying the little dragon Chu Zihang and the mentally ill Gao Kui, and once again stormed into Nibelungen, the place Chu Zihang longed for.

"I will be filled with hatred and boundless anger."

I will exact my revenge on those enemies who attempt to harm and slaughter my family and friends.

The moment I unleash the flames of revenge upon you

You will know that my name is Jehovah!

Chapter 1 Then I must be a time traveler!

2008 5 Month 20 Day.

Director's Office, Kassel Psychological Research Center, FZ City.

Gao Kui sat quietly by the window, raised his slender fingers to part a corner of the blinds, and peered out with his deep eyes to observe the group of "deformed creatures" outside the window, feeling sorry for his own kind.

The small, dilapidated playground was sparsely populated, with groups of a dozen or so people gathered here and there.

Several patients in striped hospital gowns, their eyes glazed over, paced aimlessly around the playground. They were emaciated and wandered without purpose. No one could read what they were thinking from their blank stares.

This is a typical case of intellectual disability.

Two middle-aged men with buzz cuts, both elderly, were squatting on the steps, arguing heatedly about how to make spaghetti. Gao Kui only vaguely heard something like, "The spaghetti must be mixed with No. 42 concrete because the length of this screw can directly affect the excavator's torque..."

This is a typical case of fluency aphasia.

There were also three or five patients squatting in the corner of the playground smoking. Strictly speaking, one of them was smoking while the others watched, their eyes drooling and their throats heaving.

The patient who had been smoking finally finished and, feigning generosity, tossed the cigarette butt, which was still half a centimeter long, onto the ground. Immediately, the others rushed towards the cigarette butt like mad dogs, vying for ownership of it.

Gao Kui couldn't analyze what illness these people had, but in short, they weren't normal people.

Gao Kui's eyes were filled with pity and relief. He was fundamentally different from those deformed creatures outside the window; he was now a normal person!

At least, his condition wasn't as severe as that of the deformed creatures outside.

"squeak……"

The director's office door was quietly pushed open, and four people, one older, one middle-aged, and two younger, walked in wearing white coats, their faces warm and welcoming.

Guderian, the director of the Kassel Psychological Research Center, walked at the front. He was tall, with messy white hair and thick glasses.

He was a very energetic old foreign man.

Walking in the middle was a middle-aged man who was clearly Japanese at first glance. He was the director of the psychological research center and Gao Kui's attending physician.

At the very back were two young people who looked no older than Gao Kui. The man was handsome and the woman was beautiful; anyone who saw them would think they were a match made in heaven.

Gao Kui saw a hint of restraint and fear in their eyes.

Gao Kui disliked those looks. Why were you looking at me like that? What did you mean by those looks? Did you think I was going to suddenly attack and tear you apart?

I'm not mentally ill!

Masashi Tomiyama keenly observed Gao Kui's displeasure, turned his head and glared fiercely at Ye Sheng and Shude Aki. "Youngsters are just youngsters, their acting is terrible!"

He then turned around and smiled as he introduced the two men to Gao Kui: "They are two college students who are interning at our research center. They have just graduated and don't have much clinical experience. You don't need to worry about them."

"Hmm." Gao Kui nodded, no longer paying attention to Ye Sheng and Jiu Deya.

Before Masashi Tomiyama could sit down, Dean Guderian rushed to Gao Kui's side, grabbed Gao Kui's hand and asked, "Gao Kui, have you felt anything is off since you returned to school?"

For example, is it that you can't integrate into the class's social circle, or are you feeling unwell?

Dean Guderian's eyes were sincere and his tone was warm, even more so than when he saw his own son or father!

"Everything is fine. My classmates are afraid that I will suddenly have a relapse and they won't play with me anymore. Some people even gossip behind my back, saying that I am mentally ill."

However, perhaps because I'm quite handsome, most people keep their distance from me, but they don't seem to have any particular ill intentions.

At this point, Gao Kui smiled. So what if they distanced themselves? He didn't really want to have pointless interactions with those mediocre people; being ordinary classmates was fine.

"That's fine, that's fine."

Dean Guderian patted Gao Kui's hand lightly, his mouth stretching to his back teeth. He knew everything about Gao Kui's experiences at school and at home; he just wanted to test whether Gao Kui would tell them the truth.

The experimental results proved that Gao Kui trusted them quite a bit and honestly told them the truth.

Using his skills, he assessed Gao Kui's level of trust in them today. Director Masafumi Tomiyama and Professor Guderian then sat down opposite Gao Kui to begin the routine follow-up consultation.

"Gao Kui, how have you been feeling over the past month? Have you done anything unusual or had any strange ideas pop into your head?"

"As usual, even after taking the medication, I still experience auditory hallucinations from time to time, as if a thousand red-headed flies are buzzing around my ears, it's so noisy."

I often suffer from insomnia, my mind wanders, and I can't concentrate on reading a book for more than five minutes...

Gao Kui looked dejected as he clearly described his recent situation.

It shouldn't be like this; his life shouldn't be like this.

Six years ago, as an orphan, he was admitted to the local prestigious Sylvia Middle School with excellent grades. Tuition and fees were waived and he received a generous scholarship. His grades in the first and second years of junior high school were consistently excellent, ranking first in his grade every year.

He should have had a bright future as a test-taker from a small town, getting into a prestigious university, becoming a senior executive in a large company, and spending his life with a young and beautiful girl...

But his damned schizophrenia and paranoia destroyed everything within his reach.

Masafumi Toyama listened quietly to Takakui's story, occasionally nodding slightly to show that he was listening and that he valued the other person's emotions, while mentally comparing it to Takakui's initial condition.

Auditory hallucinations, scattered thoughts, racing thoughts, insomnia...

It sounds quite serious; it's a very obvious symptom of schizophrenia. However, compared to Gao Kui's initial symptoms, it has improved far, far away.

Auditory hallucinations, visual hallucinations, grandiose delusions, memory disturbances, mania, abnormal glutamate system, complete loss of control over the emotion management system...

Four years ago, when they first found Gao Kui, he was on the verge of collapse.

"besides……"

Gao Kui suddenly stopped halfway through his story, unsure whether he should tell Masashi Tomiyama and the others about the symptoms that followed.

The drama is coming!

"What else?"

Masashi Tomiyama grasped Gao Kui's hand firmly, his tone rising and then suddenly softening as he gently advised Gao Kui: "Gao Kui, there's a Chinese proverb that goes, 'To conceal one's illness is to avoid seeking medical treatment.'"

Please don't shy away from seeking medical help; we won't harm you. In fact, thanks to our treatment over the past four years, your condition has been effectively controlled, and you're now largely as good as anyone else, aren't you?"

Gao Kui thought about it and agreed.

For the past four years, the Kassel Psychological Research Center has been doing its best to help him control his condition and provide psychological counseling, and has arranged for him to take all sorts of expensive and effective foreign drugs that are not covered by medical insurance.

Even if they wanted to use him as a guinea pig for research, spending this much money is quite generous.

"Just these past few days, a thought suddenly popped into my head: I feel like I'm a time traveler."

"Oh?"

Director Masafumi Tomiyama suddenly sat up straight, suspecting that Kakui's delusions of grandiosity had relapsed, and gestured for Kakui to continue.

Gao Kui suffers from severe grandiose delusions.

Four years ago, they received orders from Principal Angers to travel thousands of miles to this ancient Eastern country. When they first met Gao Kui under the protection of a group of executive department specialists, he was sitting quietly in the nave of the small chapel praying.

When the executive officer dragged Gao Kui out of the church, he struggled desperately, his face contorted with rage as he roared at the crowd: Why are you driving me away? I have come to my father's house, shouldn't I stay in my father's house?

Gao Kui firmly believed that he was Jesus.

Three years ago, Gao Kui, whose condition had been deemed under control, suddenly became convinced that he was Constantine, the Hellblazer from DC Comics, and that the executives and school workers in the research center who were pretending to be mentally ill were all possessed by a demon.

He literally went mad, beating fellow patients, biting caregivers, and vandalizing everything in the research center, claiming he was going to perform an exorcism ritual, making a complete mess of the place.

Two years ago, not long after being discharged from the hospital, Gao Kui suddenly became convinced that he should be called Ouma Shu and possess some kind of "King's Power". He was distracted and searched for a girl named Yuzuriha Inori at Shilan Middle School.

He cried out in anguish, "I've lost my girl! My Yuzuriha Inori is gone!"

These three severe episodes each required a large amount of medication and long-term psychological counseling to suppress.

After three treatments, Gao Kui's grandiose delusions were effectively controlled. Occasional relapses were only mild, meaning that his convictions were not as strong, and he was able to distinguish between reality and fantasy.

Several mild relapses were managed by Masashi Tomiyama with the help of medication, and he hasn't had a single relapse in the last six months.

This time, Gao Kui claims to be a time traveler. Masashi Tomiyama needs to figure out whether the other party has a mild relapse or has been holding back for two years to produce a major one.

"I feel like I'm not from this world, or at least not entirely. I'm from another world, and my soul has transmigrated to this world. I've only recently awakened my memories of my past life."

"Soul transmigration, do you understand soul transmigration, Director?"

Dean Guderian was sweating profusely with anxiety. Hadn't the illness been under control for a long time? How could it have suddenly relapsed?

The principal said that once Gao Kui's bloodline is suspected to be above Grade A, he will recruit him to Kassel College and have him become Gao Kui's teacher.

All I want is to be promoted to tenured professor, why is it so difficult?

"I completely understand. This type of reincarnation light novel is very popular in Japan."

Masashi Tomiyama gave an OK sign, signaling Guderian to calm down, and continued to ask, "So, you think our current world is another world to you, right?"

"Yes."

"Do you still remember the situation and information of your original world? Or, do you think there are any differences between this world and the world you originally came from?"

"The two worlds are roughly the same in terms of direction and structure, at least on the surface. The difference is that the timeline of my original world is 25 years, while here it only goes up to 08."

"I only vaguely remember some modern pop music from the original world. Let me sing it for you..."

As he spoke, Gao Kui suddenly began humming a song that none of the four of them had ever heard before.

Gao Kui sang very seriously, and the four listened very seriously. No one dared to interrupt Gao Kui when he seemed to be in an abnormal mental state. The dozens of executive members and school staff in the research center, who were disguised as doctors, nurses, and patients, could not give them any sense of security.

Even though Principal Angers repeatedly claimed that Gao Kui's bloodline was stable but his mental state was not quite normal, and that so far Gao Kui had no signs of bloodline awakening.

But no one can guarantee that this high-risk hybrid, whose bloodline is suspected to be above Grade A, won't suddenly awaken and go berserk due to their stimulation.