When Qi Dengzui regained consciousness, he was inside a hospital, or more precisely, an asylum.
The air emitted a faint medicinal scent, mixed with an indescribable, exotic fragrance. The moment Qi Dengzui smelled it, he could not help but furrow his brow.
[Welcome examinees to the Supernatural Academy. All examinees have arrived. Total number of examinees for this examination: 4.]
A mechanical voice echoed around his ears, reverberating inside the spacious ward, making the atmosphere exceptionally eerie.
[Currently issuing freshman examination questions…]
[This examination topic: Escaping the Asylum.]
[This examination material: An asylum that has buried countless patients has once again welcomed four psychiatric patients. The patients here are either mad or foolish, trapped within this prison until one day, the patient in Room 103 received a letter sent by an unknown patient…]
[Please combine the materials and the clues explored in this examination, organize your thoughts, and complete the following test questions: play the role of a patient in the asylum, explore the truth, and escape from the asylum.]
[The examination questions have been issued.]
[Friendly reminder: Please answer honestly, and do not cheat! Do not cheat! Do not cheat! Once you violate the rules, the academy system will severely punish you!]
Voice after voice penetrated his ears, hurting his eardrums. The final reminder voice was exceptionally loud, and the tone was also extremely intense. It was obvious that the system was genuinely excited.
After this piercing sound stopped, Qi Dengzui began to examine his surroundings.
This ward was extremely simple. A single bed was arranged extremely neatly, and a wooden bedside table was placed beside the bed, with the corners slightly chipped.
Standing on the cabinet was a white porcelain vase that had already cracked with several lines winding down from the mouth of the vase, as if it were a specially carved imprint, while a bouquet of flowers of an unknown variety was blooming brilliantly.
Qi Dengzui leaned closer to sniff, discovering that the exotic fragrance in the room came from this bouquet of flowers.
A thin nail had been hammered into the wall beside the door, neatly hanging a medical chart. The content on it was very simple:
Patient Gender: Male
Patient Symptoms: Bipolar Disorder
Patient Sequence: 3
Patient Room Number: 103
Below were a few more lines of notes:
The medication brought by the nurse every day is jointly developed by the asylum and the research institute, which has a good effect on patients and can play a role in calming the mind and helping sleep. Please cooperate with the patients in taking the medication, and do not discard or damage the medication casually.
In addition, it was annotated in red letters:
Remember, if your illness has already improved, please do not take any medication. Normal people taking this medication may experience unknown side effects. If you accidentally take it and cause other problems with your body, this hospital will not be responsible.
Qi Dengzui glanced roughly at the medical chart, understood his illness, and then called out in his heart: “Guan Si.”
His tone was very cold, yet it inexplicably added a hint of chill. Just two words alone produced a sense of oppression for no apparent reason.
Another voice sounded from his sea of consciousness: “Brother Qi, what is wrong?”
This voice came from his secondary personality, Guan Si.
Qi Dengzui suffered from dissociative identity disorder, but unlike ordinary identity disorders, even though it was clearly his own body, for some unknown reason, whenever Guan Si took control, his body would become exceptionally weak. Coughing three times and panting five times every few steps, he was so weak that he could fall over at a gust of wind. With Qi Dengzui’s ability, a single slap could probably beat ten Guan Sis to death.
To the extent that Qi Dengzui suspected for a very long time that Guan Si was not his secondary personality, but a vengeful ghost and sick demon from who knows where, using his body to nourish its soul.
Of course, if he were an honest and dutiful person, even if his personality switched every second, it would not cause any major problems. He and Guan Si understood each other very well, and playing the other person was not a difficult task.
The problem, however, was that Qi Dengzui was not an honest person. Before entering the Supernatural Academy, his identity was that of a brawler, and because his work was reliable, many people had always come to him to take on orders.
On one occasion, he took on a bounty. The very next second when he was in the middle of a fight, Guan Si came out.
Qi Dengzui, who had previously been beating the opposite side to a pulp, instantly lost his mobility.
The people on the opposite side were so angry that their complexions turned pale. Originally, they could have quickly finished off that wealthy businessman and obtained the bounty, but who could have expected Qi Dengzui to crash the scene halfway, punching their brothers so hard they could barely crawl back up, acting just like the Grim Reaper blocking the road.
The leader glared with splitting eye sockets and roared: “Brothers, damn it, fight it out with him!”
Several brothers echoed the sentiment, snatched up the sticks on the ground, and charged forward, their gazes carrying a sense of tragic resolution.
Originally, they had all prepared themselves to be sent flying with a single slap. Before the stick even struck down, their eyes had already closed a step in advance.
Who would have thought that before much strength could even be exerted, Qi Dengzui on the opposite side was knocked flat to the ground by a single stick, not moving at all.
The leader was dumbfounded. The other brothers were dumbfounded.
Guan Si was also dumbfounded.
No sooner had he opened his eyes than he took a solid blow from a stick. Having come out for less than ten seconds, he weakly coughed up a mouthful of blood once more and passed out.
“Damn it, boss, he seems to have passed out. What is this situation?”
“How the hell would I know? Screw it, finish him off first!” He spat, his gaze carrying ruthlessness. “If you dare to block our brothers’ financial path, do not blame me.”
He shook his stick, swung it forward, and smashed it down toward Qi Dengzui’s head with all his might.
As a result, Qi Dengzui, who had been sprawled weakly on the ground breathing faintly just a moment prior, suddenly opened his eyes the very next second. He steadily grasped the stick in the leader’s hand and counter-attacked with a stick of his own.
This strike hit the leader’s hand bone precisely.
“Ow…” The leader wailed, rolling on the ground in pain, gritting his teeth with hatred so deep it made his teeth itch.
“Qi Dengzui! You bastard, you can clearly fight, yet you still play dirty! Damn it, too underhanded.”
Qi Dengzui was not moved in the slightest. He stood up, looking down at the other person from above. The tight-fitting clothes set off his smooth and natural muscle lines.
He smiled faintly, his Adam’s apple moving slightly as his voice remained cold: “Before you die, you can say a bit more.”
[All examinees, please pay attention. Please proceed to the lobby to collect your admission tickets!]
[All examinees, please pay attention. Please proceed to the lobby to collect your admission tickets!]
[All examinees, please pay attention. Please proceed to the lobby to collect your admission tickets!]
Hasty broadcast sounds pulled Qi Dengzui’s thoughts back. His thin lips pressed together slightly as he carried a lazy demeanor: “I am going to get down to business. Bear with it and do not come out casually. The moment you come out, it is equivalent to committing suicide.”
Guan Si’s voice was clear and bright as he aggrievedly said: “This is not something I can control. I do not even know when I am going to pop out. How am I supposed to bear with it?”
Qi Dengzui gave a light scoff and said: “Try hard to bear with it.”
Guan Si: “What the heck.”
Only two people had arrived in the lobby. The moment Qi Dengzui entered, his line of sight intersected with the person inside.
The lazy movements of this person paused for a moment before he said in a bright voice: “Hello, I am Pei Su, one of the examinees.”
[Damn, Pei Su. This is going to be interesting now.]
Inside the Supernatural Academy streaming network, people were already unable to help themselves from typing.
[Who is Pei Su? What gossip did I miss again?]
The bullet comments immediately began to scroll rapidly.
[You guys actually do not know Pei Su? His operations are truly flamboyant. I have never seen his style of clearing a level across all the instances I have cleared.]
After freshmen pass their freshman examination, they all receive a natal weapon, a career positioning, and their own exclusive career skills. Afterward, they can also establish and join teams.
Every team has four career positioning roles, which are the main attacking role, the main defense role, the support role, and the tactical role.
The tactical role is the most special, and generally only formation masters can fill it.
This Pei Su happened to be a formation master, and his freshman examination was named The Ghost Bride, with the testing ground located in a ghost bamboo grove.
A woman who had recently married ran in on her husband having an affair and was brutally murdered before being thrown into a water well. Because her grievance was too heavy, she turned into a female ghost who killed any man she laid eyes on.
There were six people in their instance. Three died on the very first night, and the remaining two were trapped in a ghost-wall maze, circling for several days without finding a way out.
Relying on a tongue that could flirt with the entire world and remain undefeated, Pei Su escaped death from the female ghost’s hands, using both soft and hard tactics to successfully coax the female ghost until she was comfortable.
[What is most absurd is that this female ghost was actually thanking Pei Su in the end, saying she met the wrong person and that Pei Su made her believe in love again. I am simply dumbfounded watching this.]
[Can this even work? Is anyone coming to answer whether this is truly not an instance bug? How can a female ghost be so easily fooled? I remember this examination had medium-upper difficulty among freshman exams.]
[Ghost knows. And do not just take my word for it, this Pei Su is genuinely handsome. Word has it that he plays the field wildly, and the neighboring forum even dug up his dirt.]
[Really? Didn’t he only pass two exams? They already dug up his dirt like this?]
[Is my aesthetic broken? Is this face even called handsome? Can you eat something good?]
[Upstairs must be a freshman, right? Aren’t everyone’s faces in the freshman exam randomly generated by the system? Underneath the skin, who knows what kind of monsters and freaks they are, and their appearances are even more all-inclusive.]
Someone once shared in the student forum that they fell in love at first sight with a certain boy during their freshman exam, sharing life and death together and falling in love at supersonic speed.
As a result, when the exam ended and they went outside, the other party turned out to be a cold royal sister with red lips and big waves, while he himself was a pure gay man, and an ultra-needy bottoming guy at that.
This alone was scary enough, but what was even more terrifying was that the royal sister heard about his sexual orientation and said without a care that she could accept fourth love, declaring herself a wealthy woman who would definitely dote on him well, scaring him into cutting off all romantic ties from then on.
Or take another example: a pretty boy flirted with a girl in the freshman exam and got beaten up severely by her. He thought to himself that this girl had quite some kick to her, so not only did he not shrink back, but he felt even harder, using every means possible to pursue the girl.
The girl was finally moved and agreed to be with him.
Then, after coming out of the exam room, the two met face-to-face, only for the other party to be a muscular hunk whose biceps were more developed than his own cerebellum. The first time they met, they almost beat him half to death.
It was simply exceptionally horrifying.
[Wait, that person next to him looks a bit familiar.]