Chapter 850: The Tyrant and the Monkey

“Do we really not need to worry?”

In the cafeteria, Jiang Er asked with some concern.

“No need to worry,” Lin Qiye replied with a smile while eating, “It’s just a minor conflict. Even if Lu Baoyou doesn’t handle it well, Fang Mo knows how to keep things in check. They won’t fight in the classroom.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of divine power from Cupid emanated from the distant teaching building.

“Besides, there’s also Li Zhenzhen. Even if those two really do start fighting, as long as Zhenzhen shoots an arrow, they’ll be holding hands and skipping off to the playground in no time.”

Jialan imagined this scene in her mind and couldn’t help but chuckle, “Zhenzhen’s ability is surprisingly useful…”

“A pair of sworn enemies who can’t stand each other, plus a Li Zhenzhen who can make them love each other at any moment—this combination is quite interesting,” An Qingyu said, rubbing her chin and smiling.

“Zhenzhen’s divine power may not be very strong, but what she represents is, after all, the goddess of love,” Jiang Er remarked, “The power of love should not be underestimated.”

“The goddess of love, huh…”

Jialan turned to look in the direction of Li Zhenzhen, as if she had thought of something, her eyes gradually brightening!

“You all eat; I need to go teach the new recruits,” An Qingyu glanced at the time, stood up from her seat, waved to everyone, and walked straight toward the teaching building.

Immediately after, Lin Qiye also stood up.

“I’m a bit drained today, so I’ll head back to rest for a while. You all should get some rest too.”

With that, Lin Qiye’s figure flickered and disappeared from the spot.

“Tsk, everyone’s running off so quickly, and we haven’t even finished eating,” Bai Li Pangpang said, holding a bowl of spicy crayfish and munching happily, “Sister Lan, let’s eat slowly… Sister Lan?”

Jialan, who was quietly leaving the dining table and heading toward the teaching building, suddenly froze.

“Sister Lan, where are you going?”

“Oh, I’m just wandering around; you all take your time eating.”

Jialan’s cheeks seemed to flush slightly as she turned back to respond, then quickly ran out of the cafeteria, disappearing from sight.

“…That’s really strange,” Bai Li Pangpang shrugged.

……

The Divine Mental Hospital.

“Hello, Manager Li.”

“Hello, Manager Li.”

“Manager Li, you’re here?”

Li Yifei walked into the kitchen with a small stool, unhurriedly. The members of the dining department, busy in the kitchen, greeted him politely with nods.

“Hmm, hasn’t A Zhu returned yet?”

“No, the director reassigned the minister, and she hasn’t been back for several days.”

“Even if she hasn’t returned, the work in the dining department can’t slack off~” Li Yifei glanced around the kitchen and said earnestly, “How’s the batch of cucumbers we just planted?”

“Not bad; would you like to try some?”

A smile appeared on Li Yifei’s lips as he walked over to the table, casually picked up a cucumber from the cutting board, and after a moment’s thought, took two more to tuck into his pocket.

“Cook well; I’m going to play somewhere else… no, I’m going to patrol around.”

“Take care, Manager Li.”

Li Yifei carried the stool and three cucumbers, leisurely walking to the steps by the corridor, where Merlin and Bragi were each sitting in a rocking chair, swaying gently while looking toward the courtyard.

“Uncle Merlin, Bro Bragi, have some cucumbers!”

Li Yifei cheerfully handed the extra cucumbers to Merlin and Bragi, then sat down beside them with his small stool.

“Little Li, are you so leisurely lately?” Merlin asked, taking the cucumber and smiling kindly at Li Yifei.

“Yes, Uncle Merlin. The dining and internal affairs departments have been requisitioned by the director, so there are fewer chaotic tasks, and I can enjoy a few days of leisure,” Li Yifei replied with a smile.

He turned to look at the courtyard, took a bite of the cucumber, and curiously asked:

“How did the two of them fare today?”

“The monkey won 32 matches, and the tyrant won 30 matches,” Bragi said leisurely, “This match has just started, so it’s still hard to say who will win…”

In the courtyard.

A golden figure draped in a robe collided rapidly with a figure enveloped in purple light.

Sun Wukong’s eyes widened in anger, his robe making explosive sounds with his movements. His fists, feet, elbows, knees, and tail… every part of him transformed into extremely terrifying weapons, with fierce and deadly moves.

Gilgamesh’s gaze was proud, his figure like a leaf in the wind, swiftly dodging and floating. His hands accurately struck at the weak points of Sun Wukong’s every attack, countering each move. Though it seemed he was at a disadvantage, he was steadily gaining ground, hiding his lethal intent.

There was no trace of divine power fluctuations, nor any abilities being used; only the chaotic afterimages of their exchanges in the wind. This was the simplest and purest clash of physical combat, showcasing the mythological martial arts of the East and West in two distinct individuals.

With Bragi’s passionate commentary, the entire courtyard had transformed into their battlefield.

“Thanks to Uncle Merlin setting the rules, otherwise, if these two guys used their divine powers, this mental hospital would have been demolished countless times by now,” Li Yifei couldn’t help but exclaim, “And us weak little caretakers would probably be too scared to step outside every day.”

Merlin smiled slightly, “Don’t worry, even if they both returned to their peak states, no matter how they fight, this hospital won’t be destroyed. Its strength far exceeds your imagination…”

Currently, in this mental hospital, Gilgamesh was the most severely ill, and given his absurd behavior, he could be considered the tyrant of the hospital.

Every time Gilgamesh went out for a stroll, he would strut around, issuing orders to the caretakers, even to Bragi and Merlin. However, after professional training from Li Yifei and Heitong, these caretakers maintained their professionalism and didn’t argue with Gilgamesh, the mental patient. Merlin and Bragi would just smile and not take it to heart.

However, not everyone would indulge this tyrant’s temperament.

On several occasions when Gilgamesh went out, he happened to run into Sun Wukong drinking outside. When their eyes met, a murderous intent surged.

If their brief exchange of glances were to be translated into words, it would roughly go like this:

“What are you looking at?”

“What are you looking at?”

“Try looking at me again, and see what happens?”

“Try it, I dare you!”

Then, the two would directly start fighting, from the second floor of the hospital to the first floor, from the courtyard to the entrance… causing chaos and uproar.

At first, Merlin could rush out in time, using a silence spell to make them shut up, but later he found that this was not very effective.

Even with just a brief exchange of glances, these two could start fighting; whether they could speak was completely irrelevant!