"What is 1+1?"

In the narrow room, An Qingyu looked at the doctor with a serious expression on the other side, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

"Are you kidding me?" An Qingyu asked rhetorically.

"Excuse me, these are all necessary questions to test whether your mind is affected." The doctor smiled politely.

“…… 2。 ”

"What is 19+18?"

An Qingyu frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he replied, "37." ”

"What is 21 times 9?"

An Qingyu opened her mouth, as if she was about to say something, but the whole person suddenly froze in place.

His brows furrowed more and more, as if he was trying to think about something, his face was full of difficulty, and after five seconds, he tentatively spoke:

“189。”

Seeing this, the doctor did not continue to do arithmetic, but directly changed the question:

"Suppose there is a class where your classmates are lined up, and you are in the fifteenth place whether you count from left or right, how many people are there in this class?"

"Yes...... Yes...... 30 bits. ”

The doctor looked at him deeply, "Pumpkin, grapes, cucumbers, corn, peas, which one is the most special?" ”

"The most special?" An Qingyu thought for a while, "Corn." ”

"Why?"

"Because everything but corn grows on vines."

"Suppose there is a codebook where 'banana apple big duck pear' means 'Wednesday secret attack', 'apple cane peach' means 'carry out the secret plan', 'orange banana tomato' means 'Wednesday's victory belongs to us', then what does the secret word 'big duck pear' mean?"

An Qingyu fell into deep thought......

The doctor nodded slightly, put away the document in his hand, and pointed to the building blocks on the side, "It's okay, I'll give you a figure later, and you can use the building blocks to restore it." ”

“…… Well. ”

……

Lin Qiye and the others looked at An Qingyu, who was splicing blocks little by little in the surveillance, and was stunned in place like a stone sculpture.

"This ...... How can it be? Cao Yuan opened his mouth puzzled, "Even I can answer those questions...... Why can't Qingyu? ”

"It's not just his legs that are affected by the soul mutation, but also his brain." Doctor Zheng spoke slowly, "After our problem screening, there is no problem with his perception of the world, but his ability to logical reasoning and calculation has been seriously damaged, which should be the sequelae of overload to the soul after some extremely large calculation.

Of course, as long as you don't do more complicated calculations, there is nothing wrong with life...... However, the forbidden ruins of the security team should be affected. ”

"Logical reasoning calculations?" Lin Qiye muttered to himself.

You must know that for the previous An Qingyu, this is an absolute strength, and calculating the space-time coordinates of Lin Qiye and others can't even be done by Tianzun, but he can...... Now, to such a degree?

"I think the Ann team should have realized this a long time ago." Dr. Zheng sighed, "He told me as soon as he pushed him into the ward...... He couldn't read what he was capable of parsing, otherwise we wouldn't have taken him to a mind test so quickly. ”

Lin Qiye and the others were stunned.

At this moment, Lin Qiye suddenly remembered the sentence An Qingyu asked himself on the way here......

Without the ability to perform logical operations, the [Unique Correct Solution] completely lost its effect, and he could no longer parse anything, not even take the initiative to use the ability he had already analyzed, plus his legs lost their perception...... He is almost no different from a wasted person.

"Isn't there a way to cure it?" Jiang Er asked anxiously.

Dr. Zheng shook his head helplessly, "I'm sorry, but with our current ability, we can't even see through the particularity of his soul...... There is really no way to heal, the soul is the root of a person, and it is not so easy to repair. ”

Lin Qiye and the three of them stood in place, looking at the figure of the calm splicing blocks in the surveillance, and the air fell into a dead silence.

……

When Lin Qiye picked up An Qingyu and returned to his residence, it was already late at night.

Lin Qiye got out of the car with An Qingyu on his back and walked straight to the room, the cold wind blew the tips of the two people's hair, and An Qingyu's face was a little haggard than before he went to check.

"Qingyu, don't think about it, get a good night's sleep tonight, and leave the rest to me and Cao Yuan." Lin Qiye comforted as he walked, "We will find a way to cure you." ”

An Qingyu hummed softly and didn't say anything.

Lin Qiye put him back on the bed, said a few more words, and then turned to leave, Jiang Er's black coffin automatically floated in from outside the door, but after hesitating for a moment, it quietly floated out again,

Half a minute later, the soul-like Jiang Er passed through the wall and snuggled up to An Qingyu's side.

"Where's your body?" An Qingyu asked.

"I ...... I put myself under the yard shed. Jiang Er lowered his head and whispered, "I'm afraid of putting a coffin in your room...... Too unlucky. ”

An Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled: "What kind of stupid words, haven't we all come here like this for so long?" If it had been unlucky to carry a coffin, I would have died hundreds of times by now. ”

"I don't care, I just don't want to see myself tonight."

“……”

An Qingyu couldn't persuade Jiang Er, so she could only lie down helplessly, looking at the dim ceiling above her head in a daze, Jiang Er leaned against him, and the hazy moonlight passed through her ethereal body, as if staining the sheets with a layer of hoarfrost.

"Qingyu ......"

In the darkness, Jiang Er's voice suddenly sounded.

"Huh?"

"No matter what happens, I'll be there for you."

An Qingyu turned her head and looked at Jiang Er's pure and firm eyes, feeling a little dazed.

He touched Jiang Er's head with his hand nothingly, mumbled, and slowly closed his eyes......

……

Tuk Tuk Tuk –

The bright sunlight shone through the window and sprinkled on the floor of the room, and An Qingyu was awakened by a gentle knock on the door, and opened her eyes dimly.

He didn't remember how he slept last night, only that he was like a corpse, lying in bed in a daze, and in a blur, he seemed to start dreaming again...... That bizarre dream.

"Enter the ......" An Qingyu supported his body with both hands and sat up against the wall.

The door opened, and in the bright living room, Cao Yuan pushed a large black wheelchair and walked into An Qingyu's room with a smile.

"Qingyu, what do you think I got for you?" Cao Yuan patted the back of the wheelchair and said with some excitement, "The night watchman logistics department specially made a war wheelchair, driven by mental power, with a maximum speed of up to 250 kilometers per hour, and a backup power supply in the rear, if the mental power is used up, you can run for another two hours with electricity!"

With it, even if you can't walk on your own, you can still chase the high-speed train in a wheelchair!

I also asked them to modify it last night, don't look at it as big as it is, but it is very strong, even if you and Jiang Er's coffins are carried, it will not affect the speed at all, and there are special fixing straps under the seats, which can help you lock the coffin in the wheelchair and will not fall off due to inertia during high-speed driving.

In addition to this, it has three built-in parachutes, a thermal imaging device for enemy retrieval, and automatic ejection of climbing ropes......"

Looking at Cao Yuan, who was standing in front of the wheelchair and talking excitedly, An Qingyu was stunned.