Your San Value is Zero

Cheng Xinge failed to stop the bald man, but there were still about twenty patients with restraint in front of him.

"In that world, mental power means everything! And those of us who are born with extraordinary mental abilities! There are geniuses who are one in ten thousand, so the hospital just gave us a place to enter that world first and bravely venture into the world! You see Look! Even those in white coats who usually regard us as mentally ill are so optimistic about us, doesn’t it speak volumes!" Cheng Xinge said passionately.

All the mentally ill patients were excited to hear this, and they all nodded wildly following Cheng Xinge's rhythm.

Huang Yu could hear his shouts even when he was eating in the restaurant next door.

"Okay, mental patients these days are really imaginative." What Huang Yu didn't know was that the game planning idea was exactly the same as Cheng Xinge's. Du Wei was attracted by the characteristics of mental patients who have broad ideas, so he gave the hospital ten places. Let them come in and experience it.

In this round of deep thinking, Huang Yu believed that Cheng Xinge was on the first level and he was on the second level.

In fact, Cheng Xinge is on the third floor and Huang Yu is on the negative floor.

"What about those of us who don't have a quota?" someone asked below.

"Don't worry. If we become famous, the hospital will definitely add more places. What I want to talk about now is how to plan our future." After saying this, Cheng Xinge took the lead in applauding.

The people below didn't know how serious he was, but they also applauded him. It was like a big company holding a mobilization meeting.

"Counting me, there are only 8 people here who have the qualifications to enter a different world. But don't forget, we are all elites! As long as we work together and follow my instructions to move forward step by step, we will soon be able to stand out and make a difference for you. All of you have laid the foundation in advance, and when you arrive, we will launch our ambitious hegemony together." Cheng Xinge's tone became more and more exciting.

The nurses and doctors next door listened and began to discuss in a low voice, "The director's plan is very effective. In the past, they had no place to use their strength and would cause trouble every now and then. Now they have a goal, and the slogans are louder than the company-level mobilization rallies." .”

"Yes, yes~ the old dean is still wise." Another person agreed.

After mobilizing, Cheng Xinge took several people back to the immersion cabin.

After returning this time, everyone stopped messing around and followed the instructions.

The caregiver who monitors them also joins in.

Let everyone show off their abilities.

The first person to come out was the patient nicknamed "". The drawing he used was called "Angel". A pair of large wings covered with snow-white feathers on his back began to vibrate. As the wings vibrated, the person accelerated forward and ran forward, jumping higher and higher each time. high.

Just when he thought he was about to take off, he jumped into a tree and said, "Help me, help me down~"

Sighing slightly, is this really the case? I know that these mental illnesses will not be normal.

He worked with several others to pull him down, "Okay, from now on you will be the captain of our flying force."

He flicked the dust off his body, gave a thumbs up and returned to the team.

The second person is that after half a day of getting used to it, he can barely control his arms to make simple movements.

Under the crowd's watch, like a disabled person who has just completed rehabilitation training, he picked up a small stone with each of his six limbs.

The crowd burst into thunderous cheers, not understanding what was so exciting about this.

"I'm Spider-Man!" The third person nicknamed stood up, took off his shirt, and sprayed a small lump of white substance from his belly button.

The person standing directly in front of him thought it was some indescribable substance and quickly ducked away.

After a small lump of white material fell to the ground, it was clear that it was a small lump of spider silk.

"Okay! Awesome!" The crowd burst into applause.

The following people showed off their poor abilities that had not yet developed actual effects one by one, each one more puzzling than the last.

In the end, everyone looked at him, slightly embarrassed. After learning about the game, he did not choose any drawings, but adjusted a relatively standard strong body based on the online guide.

"Okay, I, I... don't have the ability." He scratched his head and said awkwardly.

Everyone's interest was greatly reduced, and they all sighed at his choice.

I thought that coming in to monitor the mentally ill would be the same as being in the hospital, just chatting with them for a few words, but I didn't expect that I would actually join them and communicate with them using their thinking patterns.

He began to think about the next countermeasures, and at this moment, he shouted, "Count!"

His eyes lit up, he could do this.

Normally, when ordinary people hear the word "counting" in this situation, they must think of "counting".

But now they are a group of mental patients, and they are standing next to a big tree, so what they call counting is not counting, but hugging the tree!

Out of desperation, he was the first to run over and hug the big tree.

The remaining eight people looked at him blankly.

"1!" shouted first.

"2"

"3"

…

"8"

Several other patients shouted in turn.

Silently let go of the big tree, lowered his head, walked over and shouted softly, "9."

She looked at him with a sincere face and said, "Why don't you take some time to test your mental state too."

On the verge of crying but without tears, he suppressed everything in his heart and silently endured the mental pressure that his mental state should not bear.

Under the guidance of , several people completed Marcos's test one after another. Among them, only and passed the test successfully, and were arranged to enter the next training class together with .

Others can only wait backwards and line up slowly.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, he could be regarded as a normal person and was not eliminated.

Just when he was feeling proud about this, he said to everyone, "All my colleagues who were not selected, don't be discouraged. I will teach you when the three of us return from our studies."

What? After you have learned it yourself, you still need to be friends with these people? Oh my god, this is completely out of the scope of a caregiver's job.

Now he is quite regretful, regretting why he took on this hard job.

I thought I was just going to play games happily, but it turned out that I was coaching mental patients in training.

There are still two days left before the next training class. Idleness leads everyone around the village to check out the various tasks that can be taken on.

After going around in a circle, he found that the only things that ordinary people could do were mining, killing goblins, and limited-time challenge tasks to obtain the Cup of Altos.

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