He felt the breath of the red moon on the monster's corpse.
Violent and manic, there was no way Jiang Zhiwang would admit his mistake. He had just risked everything to escape from the fishing village. The red moon had left a deep impression on him, and the red moon aura on the monster in front of him was too strong. Much bigger than the one in the fishing village!
Wang Mian thought that everything was over after leaving the fishing village, but he never expected that he would be swept away by the ocean current to Japan's "human circle" thousands of miles away, and he would discover the breath of the red moon again!
Is it a coincidence
still
Wang Mian stared at the monster's body with a gloomy expression.
"Who are you?" Yuri Takibai looked at the void above Wang Meng's head and said coldly.
When Yurina saw the king's face, surprise appeared in her eyes. She tugged at the corner of Yuri Taki's white clothes and explained: "I picked him up from the cliff today. He is also from Daxia. He knows Brother Nanye!"
Hearing these words, Yuri Takibai's expression softened a little, but there was still vigilance hidden deep in his eyes.
"Where did this monster come from?" Wang Mian looked down at the monster's body and asked in broken Japanese with a very serious expression.
"Zombie beasts?" Yurina glanced at the monster and shook her head, "We don't know where they come from. Anyway, these kinds of things have been popping up frequently recently and are scattered all over Japan, and the frequency is getting faster and faster. The number is also increasing.”
More than one
Wang Mian's brows furrowed even more tightly.
"When did it start?"
"Not long ago, Nanaya-nii and the others returned home, and the first one appeared." Yurina replied thoughtfully.
Wang Mian looked up at the top of his head. Under the blue sky, the faint shadow of the moon hung in the clouds. There was no red shadow at all. This was a normal moon.
It's strange, there is obviously no red moon here, why do monsters contaminated by the red moon's breath appear
Where do they come from
Asylum of the Gods.
Lin Qiye slowly walked out of the office holding a steaming tea cup, leaning on the corridor and admiring the battle between Sun Wukong and Gilgamesh in the yard.
The resurrected whale was still traveling under the deep sea, and he had no idea how long it would take to reach his destination. Jialan was still sleeping, and Merlin closed his eyes to rest. Lin Qiye, who had nothing to do, could only go back to the Gods Mental Hospital to kill time.
Just as Merlin said, after he left, Sun Wukong and Gilgamesh still maintained the schedule set by Merlin in a tacit understanding. They would go out at a certain time, drink at a certain time, fight at a certain time, and end at a certain time. Naturally, they knew they were here. The patient, who didn't know better, thought this was a military prison with strict management.
While Lin Qiye was admiring the fierce battle in the courtyard, his peripheral vision seemed to catch something. After hesitating for a moment, he walked to the steps not far away with a teacup in hand.
Brachi was sitting there alone with his head propped up, looking ahead, in a daze.
"What are you thinking about?" Lin Qiye patted his shoulder and sat down beside him.
"Dean" Brachi sighed in frustration when he saw Lin Qiye.
He glanced faintly at the two men in the courtyard who were filled with murderous intent, and said, "Uncle Mei Lin is gone. I feel like I am the only normal person left in this hospital."
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Lin Qiye didn't know how to explain to Brachi for a moment. In a sense, he was actually not that normal.
"Actually, you can try to blend in with them." Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment and comforted.
Brachi glanced at them with a strange expression, "How can I get along with them if I don't know how to fight? And they all have bad tempers. Now that Uncle Merlin is gone, if they are in a bad mood one day and beat me to vent their anger, I will even kill myself." I don’t even have the ability to protect it.”
Lin Qiye's mouth twitched, "They are all patients just like you, and they are not bandits. How could they beat you up for nothing?"
However, Lin Qiye did feel a little emotional after hearing these words.
Now that Nyx and Merlin have both been discharged from the hospital, Brachi is staying with Sun Wukong and Gilgamesh. He is like a helpless sheep mixed in with the wolves. Watching the two evil wolves fighting each other every day, it is inevitable that his mentality will be a little bit... depression
As soon as Lin Qiye thought of this, the progress bar above Brachi's head jumped.
Only this time it's not forward, but backward.
"Brachi's treatment progress: 74%"
The treatment progress dropped from 75% to 74%.
Looking at Brachi's melancholy face, Lin Qiye's face suddenly darkened.
Good guy, I have treated so many mental patients, and this is the first time that I can retract the progress bar when I see it! And this reason is too outrageous, right
If this situation continues, the treatment progress that Brachi has finally accumulated will probably fall back again within a few months.
No, absolutely not!
Lin Qiye's brain was working rapidly.
In the distant courtyard, Sun Wukong and Gilgamesh were fighting. They glanced at the time on the far wall. The golden cudgel and the sword of royal power collided again. Under the surging air flow, the two of them At the same time, they retreated and stopped their offensive in a tacit understanding.
The unruly eyes and the majestic eyes rubbed in the air for a moment, and both of them had expressions of disdain on their faces at the same time, and walked out of the yard without looking back.
The two of them had not taken a few steps when a pair of hands were placed on their shoulders.
Sun Wukong and Gilgame turned around at the same time and saw Lin Qiye's serious and serious face, saying slowly to them:
"You two come with me, I have something to tell you."
Brachi looked at the three people whispering in the distance, and saw that Lin Qiye seemed to have said something. Sun Wukong and Gilgamesh's expressions became strange, and their eyes drifted to him from time to time.
Brachi couldn't help but shudder.
After hesitating for a moment, he stood up from the steps, left the yard in a panic, walked back to the ward on the second floor, and closed the door behind him.
Looking at the empty room, Brachi sighed and returned to the desk to sit down.
He took out a pen and paper from the drawer and started writing seriously:
"My beloved Eden:
As I told you in my last letter, the senior who lived in the room next to me has passed away. He was a being that I admired very much. He was wise, powerful, and always so calm and reliable.
After he left, I felt a little cramped here, and I couldn't seem to fit in here."
Brachi wrote a three-page letter seriously, and as usual added at the end of the letter, "I miss you so much. I wonder when we will be reunited?".
He put the letter paper into the envelope, put it in the mailbox at the corner of the table, and sat alone in front of the chair, lost in thought.