Lin Qiye remembered that Gilgamesh had told him that fighting would keep him awake.

Now it seems that it may not only be the fighting that can keep him awake...... More importantly, there is the pain.

In the case of a memory that has been tampered with and it is impossible to distinguish between the false and the real, pain is the "anchor" that holds Gilgamesh's consciousness in place, and can pull him out of the illusory memory and return to reality.

"Gilgamesh." Lin Qiye said in a deep voice, "What just happened? ”

Gilgamesh slowly rose from the pit in the ground, his gray robe covered with dust, and he looked down at his hands, his eyes flashing with pain:

"Ben Wang...... The king saw the people of Uruk again. ”

"The people of Uruk?" Lin Qiye was stunned, "What are they doing?" ”

“…… Slaughtered. ”

Gilgamesh took a deep breath, "Sumerian gods and monsters rushed into the city from all directions, killing the people of Uruk in a frenzy, and this king is fighting one of the gods, but he can't defeat him......"

Lin Qiye turned his head to look at Sun Wukong.

In Gilgamesh's confused memory, it was the Sumerian gods who fought against him, but in reality, it was Sun Wukong who fought against him.

In this way, his false memories correspond to his real-world actions?

Sun Wukong's complicated eyes stared at Gilgamesh for a long time, and said lightly:

"If you want to fight in the future, you can call me at any time."

When the words fell, he gave Lin Qiye a look, turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

Lin Qiye understood what he meant and stepped forward.

Braki held the harp, muttered for a moment, turned his head to look at Gilgamesh, and said earnestly:

"If you want to fight, don't look for me, after all, I can't beat you with ten...... But if you want someone to talk to, I'm available. ”

Gilgamesh looked at him in silence, and the two departing figures, their eyes mixed with color.

……

Lin Qiye and Sun Wukong walked to the second floor of the ward building, and the latter glanced at Blaki and Gilgamesh below, and took the initiative to speak:

"He's not doing well, and you may not have much time left."

Hearing this, Lin Qiye was stunned.

"What do you mean?"

"In the past few days, every time I fight with him, I can feel that his state is getting worse and worse, and this time he is completely out of control, perhaps a portent, indicating that the existence of the outside world manipulating his memories has broken a certain boundary and began to gradually affect his behavior."

"With the first time, the next time, he will only lose control more and more often, and the frequency will gradually increase.

If this continues, he will either go crazy because he is completely confused by his memory, or he will start self-harm or even suicide because he wants to maintain his sanity......"

Hearing these words, Lin Qiye's face was unsightly to the naked eye.

He also thought about what Sun Wukong said, but in his speculation, the worst-case scenario is only that the treatment progress returns to 0% and returns to the state of just getting out of the ward.

But this time, the situation is a little different.

If someone really used means to manipulate Gilgamesh's memories in the outside world, the lower limit of deterioration might be far beyond his imagination, and even worse than when he walked out of the ward, and it was not impossible for the treatment progress to drop by 0% and become negative.

"I see." Lin Qiye nodded solemnly, "I will find out the root cause of Gilgamesh's lesion as soon as possible and erase it." ”

Sun Wukong nodded slightly, "Being able to manipulate the memory of a god will definitely not be simple...... Be careful yourself. ”

"Hmm."

……

Lin Qiye's consciousness returned from the hospital and immediately sat up from the bed.

He bowed his head and pondered for a moment, got dressed, and quickly walked out of the room, and went straight to the door of the memorial room, knocking on the door.

Tuk Tuk ——!

"Tsk, who? In the middle of the night. ”

A sound came from behind the door, followed by the sound of slippers rubbing against the floor.

Squeak.

The door opened, and the memorial stood behind the door in a brown fluffy pajamas, with an unhappy face.

After leaving Daxia, Memorial restored her hair to a silver-white color, hung down to her waist, and wore a pair of round black-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose, which was a little more bookish, and she was like two people who fiddled with motorcycle modification during the day.

"Is that you?" The memorial glanced at Lin Qiye, and said angrily: "Do you know what time it is?" ”

"Yes." Lin Qiye nodded and said seriously, "But I have something important to ask you." ”

"Something important?"

After looking at his eyes suspiciously, after confirming that he was not joking, he silently wrapped his fluffy pajamas, turned around and walked into the room,

"I've changed my shoes, come in...... Don't close the door tightly, leave a seam, otherwise the lonely men and widows are in a room in the middle of the night, who can tell if it spreads......"

Lin Qiye smiled bitterly and changed into slippers and walked into the commemorative room.

The warm light swayed out of the halo, illuminating a corner of the room, and the desk in the center was covered with all kinds of heavy books, and there were a few pieces of undried scratch paper scattered on the table, full of complex formulas that Lin Qiye couldn't understand.

"Introduction to Plasma Physics", "Principles of Nuclear Fusion", "In-depth Study of Atomic Motion Trajectory in Critical State", ......

"It's so late, and you're still studying?" Lin Qiye opened his mouth in surprise.

Memorial walked behind the desk, sat down in a chair, her long silver-white hair looked like a golden waterfall in the warm light, she took off the round-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose, and rubbed the corners of her eyes tiredly:

"If you don't study, how can you become stronger?"

"You're already a human ceiling, how strong do you want to be?"

“…… It's not enough. Memorial shook his head slightly, a flash of loneliness flashed in his eyes, "I'm still far away." ”

Lin Qiye asked puzzledly, "This is not enough?" Do you want to break through to godhood? Even if that's the case, there's no need to be in such a hurry...... What do you want to do? ”

Memorial didn't answer, she just gently rubbed the back of her hand, and after a long time, she slowly spoke:

"I want to ...... Go home. ”

"Home? Where is your home? ”

"Where your hospital comes from, my home is."

Lin Qiye's pupils shrank, and he said in shock: "You and the Gods Mental Hospital, from the same place?" ”

"Why do you think I'm in that hospital and walk with it through the fog?" Remembrance leaned back in his chair and sighed and spoke, "Originally, I fell into this world with it......"

Lin Qiye stared into the eyes of the memorial, and it took a while to come back to his senses, "I see...... No wonder your forbidden ruins are so special and have so many strange talents. ”

Memorial smiled, raised the back of his hand, and stared at the complex pattern of intertwined pixels,

"This is not a forbidden ruin...... In my world, this thing is called [Fence Pattern], but in the form of its ability, it is very similar to your forbidden ruins. ”

She raised her head, looked at Lin Qiye, and said solemnly:

"Your hospital is far more magical than you imagined, it can carry me into this world, and perhaps, it can also take me out of here......

Lin Qiye, you are the key to my homecoming. ”

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