"Hey, are we done? Isn't the mission to listen to intelligence? [Inexplicably melancholy] suddenly asked.

"Ah~ yes, just thinking about gambling on equipment, I took these as task rewards, and thought that the tasks were all completed." [Invincible Nana] has recovered from her embarrassment at this time.

"What then?" [Torso], who was standing in the back, asked, sticking his head out.

"Let's go back and test the weapon first, and I'll talk to Toms and them another day when I have time." Nana has forgotten about the mission and now wants to test the performance of the new weapon.

The matter came to an end, Du Wei was angry and funny here, angry that the tasks assigned to the players had no information at all, and the laughing thing was that during this time, the live broadcasts of [Wang Dali], [Nana] and [Ma Guidance] have detonated the traffic of the platform.

In the past two days, "Homeland Expedition" has finally entered the public eye, and the popularity of live broadcast can even compete with the most popular MOBA online games at the moment, and it is no longer as popular only in a small circle as before.

The number of users who signed up for appointments also surged from hundreds of thousands to millions, and even caught the attention of a psychiatric hospital.

The hospital contacted Du Wei through the official email address left on the forum, hoping to give them a batch of places to contribute to the increase of entertainment activities for the mentally ill.

The first thing Du Wei thought of when he received this message was [Orphan of the Fog Capital].

It was found that he was mildly mentally ill.

Although the impression left by [Orphan of the Fog Capital] is very poor, there is no doubt that he has developed a different path to develop an extraordinary path.

Maybe the mentally ill are as broad-minded as he is, anyway, there are only a few places, which is a drop in the bucket for the current Du Wei.

Giving them not only contributes to society, but also may bring unexpected benefits to themselves.

The patients in this psychiatric hospital, known as the Shan Psychiatric Hospital, are active, creative and imaginative, and they even give their mental status a hierarchy under the guidance of a patient with a surprising mind.

"The threshold for becoming a mentally ill person is more mysterious, and if you want to achieve my return to the basics, you can't just fool around by looking crazy." Cheng Xinge stood on the side of the street and explained to several children.

The children listened with relish and nodded their heads again and again.

"This little brother, I see that you have an extraordinary face, and you have the potential to become a mentally ill person, this book "Self-cultivation of the Mentally Ill" is given to you, and when you go back, you can read and recite the full text by heart, and you will become a great tool in the future!" Cheng Xinge patted a little thin man on the shoulder and said.

The little thin man looked suspicious, but seeing that Cheng Xinge didn't mean to ask him for money, he took it.

"That's him! You outflank from there! Don't let him run! Several doctors in white coats rushed over.

Seeing this, Cheng Xinge turned his head and ran, but he was still one step slower than the white coats, and everyone surrounded him in the middle.

Cheng Xinge was not in a hurry, and consciously squatted down and held his head with his hands, "Everyone is a brother from the courtyard, I don't resist, you guys do it lightly." ”

"Who are you with?" A doctor with five big and three rough came up and held Cheng Xinge down.

"Hey, hey, I'm going to do it! The gentleman doesn't move his hands! Cheng Xinge lay on the ground and grinned.

"You don't run out! We'll be gentle, you're going to run out! Don't blame me for working too hard! Doctor in a white coat scolded.

The little boy looked at Cheng Xinge who was taken away, and then looked at the handwritten book that Cheng Xinge left for him, and the crooked big characters on the cover were particularly conspicuous - "Self-cultivation of the Mentally Ill".

He flipped the book to the last page, and after confirming that there was no line of words on it that sold for five cents, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked up in the direction where Cheng Xinge was taken away, "Mentally ill, don't deceive me." ”

Cheng Xinge:

He has been a veteran patient of the Shan Psychiatric Hospital for ten years.

In the past, he was silent, depressed and autistic, but since he received treatment in the Yanshan Psychiatric Hospital, now he is no longer silent, depressed and autistic, and he is in good spirits.

If it weren't for the fact that during his stay in the hospital, doctors rated him as high as 86 on the Hare Psychiatric Checklist, beating 95 percent of the world's mentally ill patients, he might have returned to his normal life.

But life here is not bad for him, after all, he still has a very decent job here - being studied.

Under normal circumstances, patients who can get more than 80 points through the Hare psychiatric test form have a certain aggressive and antisocial personality, but Cheng Xinge treats people gently and does not show a trace of aggression.

As a result, he was allowed to move freely in the mildly mentally disordered area, and the only headache for the doctors was that from time to time he would escape the psychiatric hospital in disguise as various people, and then go to the nearby community to spread his manuscript "Self-cultivation of the Mentally Ill".

After the doctors flipped through it, they just thought that this was a collection of stories that combined Cthulhu's horror sci-fi elements with Cheng Xinge's autobiography, and they didn't pay much attention to it.

"Hiss-" Seeing Cheng Xinge being brought back, a patient with a mild mental disorder gasped, "These white coats are simply terrifying, they actually arrested the only big guy in the whole hospital who has returned to the true realm!" ”

"These white coats must not be kept, if they grow up, I am afraid that the Yanshan Mental Hospital will change, and they must be eradicated as soon as possible!" A white-bearded and white-haired old man squinted at the doctor who sent Cheng Xinge back with his hands behind his back.

"When will you do it?" The bystander asked.

"Tonight! Tonight, when the humanoid golems they drove are gone, we'll go to the worship hall and tear them all up! Lao Tzu gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay~ I don't have a tendency to hurt people, I just want to go to the changing room and tear my clothes, you said you, I showed you the astringent picture last time and I wanted to say how good it is to tear my clothes, maybe I'm discharged from the hospital now. Hey~" The others left a sigh, took a pen to write and draw on the medical record, and walked to communicate with another mentally ill person.

This is Huang Yu, a nurse who is mixed with the mentally ill, and his daily job is to obtain information about the condition of patients with mental disorders who are not prone to violence.

"Yo, the Great Grandmaster of the Returning to the True Realm is back, how many copies will you send out today?" Huang Yu walked up to Cheng Xinge and asked.

"All three have been shot." Cheng Xinge showed his empty hands.

The two of them were like old friends, hooking their shoulders and talking freely.

Cameras in the psychiatric hospital recorded the scene.

The two old men sitting in front of the monitor conversed:

Old Man A: "Has the Immersion Pod arrived?" ”

Old man B: "It's already at the express distribution station, and it can be transported to the hospital in the afternoon." ”

Old Man A: "Is the game really the same as it says in the advertisement?" ”

Old Man B: "Don't worry, surreal, I tried it last night." ”

Old man A: "How many places are there in the first batch?" ”

Old Man B: "The official gave ten." ”

Old Man A: "Then send ten psychopaths in." ”

Old Man B: "Nine." For the sake of insurance, the last place is given to Huang Yu, and a nurse goes in to observe their behavior, and you can't let their guard down just because it's a virtual world. ”

Old man A: "Well, this trial is going to be successful, and all the energetic patients can be put into it in the future." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled.