Your San Value is Zero

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"Hey, have we completed our mission? Isn't our mission to gather information?" [Inexplicable melancholy] suddenly asked.

"Ah~ that's right, just thinking about gambling on equipment, I regarded these as mission rewards and thought the mission was completed." [Invincible Nana] has recovered from the awkward mood at this time.

"What should we do?" [Torso] standing behind asked with his head stretched out.

"Let's go back and test the weapons first. I'll talk to Thomas and the others another day when I have free time." [Invincible Nana] put the task behind and now just wanted to test the performance of the new weapon.

When the matter came to an end, Du Wei was both angry and funny. He was angry because he didn't get any information from the mission assigned to the players, but he was laughing because the live broadcasts of [Wang Dali], [Nana] and [Guide Ma] during this period all exploded. The traffic of the platform where it is located.

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

The number of registered users has also surged from hundreds of thousands to millions, even attracting the attention of a psychiatric hospital.

The hospital contacted Du Wei through the official email left on the forum, hoping to give them a group of places to contribute to increasing entertainment activities for mental patients.

When Du Wei received this message, the first thing he thought of was [Oliver Twist].

After investigation, he was found to be a mildly mentally ill patient.

Although "Oliver Twist" left a very poor impression on people, there is no doubt that he found a different path and developed an extraordinary path.

Maybe mental patients are as broad-minded as him, but there are only a few places anyway, which is a drop in the bucket for Du Wei now.

Gifting them will not only contribute to society, but may also bring you unexpected gains.

This mental hospital is called Lanshan Mental Hospital. The patients there are lively, active, extremely creative and imaginative. Under the leadership of a patient with surprising ideas, they even classified their mental conditions into grades.

"The threshold for becoming a mental patient is rather mysterious. If you want to reach the state of returning to your original nature like me, you can't fool it by looking crazy." Cheng Xinge stood on the street and explained to several children.

The children listened with gusto,

He nodded repeatedly.

"This little brother, I think you have an extraordinary appearance and you have the potential to become a mental patient. I give you this book "Self-cultivation of Mental Patients". When you go back, read it and recite the full text, and you will become a great person in the future!" Cheng Xinge patted a thin man on the shoulder and said.

The little thin man looked suspicious, but seeing that Cheng Xinge had no intention of asking him for money, he took it.

"That's him! You surround him from the other side! Don't let him escape!" Several doctors in white coats rushed over.

When Cheng Xinge saw this, he turned around and ran away, but he was still one step behind the people in white coats, and everyone surrounded him.

Cheng Xinge took his time and crouched down to hold his head in his hands, "We are all brothers from the same hospital. If I don't resist, please be gentle."

"Who are you with?" A tall and powerful doctor came up and held Cheng Xinge down.

"Hey, hey, hey, we promised to be gentle! A gentleman talks but never strikes!" Cheng Xinge lay on the ground and grinned.

"You don't run out! We will definitely treat you gently. If you want to run out! Don't blame me for using too much force!" the doctor in the white coat scolded.

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

He turned to the last page of the book and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was no "selling price for fifty cents" on it. Then he looked up and looked in the direction where Cheng Xinge was taken away, "Mental patients, don't deceive me."

Cheng Xinge:

A ten-year veteran patient of Lanshan Mental Hospital.

He used to be taciturn, depressed and autistic, but since receiving treatment in Lanshan Mental Hospital, he is no longer taciturn, depressed and autistic, and he is in good spirits. He eats delicious food every day and is excited. So cool.

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

But life here is not bad for him. After all, he also has a very respectable job here - being studied.

Under normal circumstances, patients who score more than 80 points on the Hare Psychiatric Test Form have a certain degree of aggression and antisocial personality, but Cheng Xinge was gentle and did not show any aggression.

Therefore, he was allowed to move freely in the mild mental disorder area. The only headache for the doctors was that from time to time he would disguise himself as various people and escape from the mental hospital, and then go to nearby communities to spread his manuscripts—— "Self-cultivation of Mental Patients".

After the doctors read it, they thought it was a collection of stories that mixed Cthulhu horror science fiction elements with Cheng Xinge's autobiography, and they didn't take it too seriously.

"Hiss--" Seeing Cheng Xinge being brought back, a patient with mild mental disorder gasped, "These white coats are so terrifying. They actually captured the only one in the hospital who has returned to his true nature." Got it!"

"These white coats must not be kept. If they wait for them to grow up, I am afraid that the Lanshan Mental Hospital will change. They must be eradicated as soon as possible!" An old man with white beard and white hair squinted his eyes and looked at the doctor who sent Cheng Xinge back.

"When will we do it?" someone else asked.

"Tonight! Tonight, after the humanoid puppets driven by them leave, we will go to the worship hall and tear them all apart!" I said through gritted teeth.

"Okay~ I don't have any intention of hurting anyone. I just want to go to the dressing room and tear off my clothes. You tell me, last time I showed you a picture to say how nice it would be to tear off your clothes. Maybe they are all discharged from the hospital now. Hey~" The other person sighed. , took a pen to write on the medical record, and then went to communicate with another mental patient.

This is Huang Yu, a nurse who works among mental patients. His daily job is to communicate with patients with mental disorders who are not prone to violence and obtain information about their conditions.

"Hey, the great master who has returned to his true nature is back. How many copies have been distributed today?" Huang Yu walked up to Cheng Xinge and asked.

"All three books are sold." Cheng Xinge showed his empty hands.

The two of them were like old friends, holding hands and chatting freely.

The scene was recorded on a camera in the mental hospital.

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

Old Man A: "Has the immersion chamber arrived?"

Old Man B: "It's already at the express delivery station. It can be delivered to the hospital in the afternoon."

Old Man A: "The game is really as advertised?"

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

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

Old Man B: “The official gave me ten.”

Old Man A: "Then send ten mentally ill people in."

Old Man B: "Nine. Just to be on the safe side, give the last spot to Huang Yu. Go in with a nurse to observe their behavior. We can't let down our guard against them just because it's a virtual world."

Old Man A: "Well, if this trial is successful, all energetic patients can be put into it in the future."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

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