Chapter 851: Eccentric Painting Style

In desperation, Merlin could only establish three rules with the two of them.

In simple terms, they could fight, but they were not allowed to use divine power, not allowed to use the divine ruins, not allowed to interfere with the work and rest of other caregivers, and the location could only be in the yard. The allowed fighting times were from 9:00 AM to 11:30 AM and from 3:00 PM to 5:30 PM each day.

Don’t ask why fighting is only allowed to start at 3:00 PM; the answer is that Merlin wants to take a nap.

Similarly, don’t ask why fighting is not allowed at night, because Merlin wants to go to bed early.

After all, when these two fight, even without using divine power, there will still be noise. Although Merlin can use soundproof magic to sleep, he can’t exactly put soundproof magic on all the other caregivers, can he?

After these rules took effect, for some reason, the atmosphere became a bit strange.

Every morning at 9:00 AM, Gilgamesh would walk out of the ward on time.

Meanwhile, Sun Wukong would be sitting in the corridor with a wine jar, as if waiting for him.

Once Gilgamesh came out, Sun Wukong would silently put down the wine jar and start staring at him.

After three seconds of staring, both of their faces would show signs of anger, finding each other displeasing, and then they would simultaneously leap into the yard, starting to fight without a word.

The scene was quite violent, yet strangely harmonious.

It was like a pair of good brothers living together, stepping out the door at the same time and exchanging a glance:

“Morning.”

“Yeah, bored?”

“Bored.”

“Let’s go have a fight.”

“Sure!”

In the yard.

Gilgamesh swiftly stepped back half a step, narrowly avoiding Sun Wukong’s punch. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes as he leaned forward, seizing the opening in Sun Wukong’s attack, and struck his palm against his chest!

Boom—!!

Sun Wukong was sent flying.

He spun gracefully in mid-air, landing steadily on the ground, and looked up at the proud Gilgamesh, revealing his sharp teeth.

“Tycoon wins a small victory, bringing the score to 32 to 31.”

Bragi timely updated Li Yifei on the score, and the sound of the harp in his hands became more urgent.

In the yard, the two, under the passionate battle music, charged at each other and clashed fiercely.

“Wow, they’re really strong…” Li Yifei sat on a small stool, watching the two figures in the yard, his eyes filled with envy. “I probably won’t ever reach that level in my life…”

Merlin, lazily sunbathing in a rocking chair, turned to glance at him. “Although the Nanda snake demon’s talent is decent, compared to mythical beings, the upper limit is still too low; it won’t exceed ‘limitless’ at most.”

Hearing this, Li Yifei smiled wryly and shrugged.

“I know where my own limits are… To be honest, I’m quite envious of those caregivers under me. Although their status here isn’t as high as mine, I’m just someone who got here through connections with Qi Ye. Outside, many of them could crush me with a single finger.

Sometimes I really wonder, do I really deserve to sit in such an important position as the chief steward?”

Merlin looked at him and shook his head with a smile. “You’re mistaken.”

“Where am I mistaken?”

“You didn’t just rely on connections to get to this point.” Merlin said meaningfully, “You have an essential difference from the other ‘mystical’ beings here.”

“Essential difference?”

“You should know that the caregiver containment mechanism of this hospital only applies to ‘mystical’ beings; humans will not be contained by it.”

“So what?”

“Although your true form is that of a Nanda snake demon, your soul, your way of thinking, your principles… are still human.” Merlin said with depth, “Your consciousness has been divided into two parts: one is the ‘Nanda snake demon,’ and the other is you, ‘Li Yifei.’

Once the director sealed your ‘Nanda snake demon’ persona, you became a human existing in this hospital under the guise of ‘mystical.’

‘Mystical’ beings can possess intelligence, self-awareness, and an appearance very similar to humans… but there is one thing they can never truly obtain.

That is humanity.”

Merlin extended his hand, pointing at Li Yifei, and slowly said, “You are the exception; while possessing a ‘mystical’ identity, you are still a human with complete humanity. In this psychiatric hospital, you are a unique existence, superior to all caregivers.

I believe this is the main reason why the director entrusted this hospital to you.”

Li Yifei was stunned.

“I see…” he murmured.

“So, you don’t need to doubt yourself or feel inferior; you are the most qualified person to sit here in this hospital.” Merlin smiled and took a sip from his thermos of hot tea. “Here, strength, talent, and realm don’t matter; you just need to be yourself, and some things will naturally fall into place.”

When Li Yifei heard the last sentence, a look of confusion appeared on his face.

Some things will naturally fall into place?

What does that mean?

Just as he was about to ask Merlin, he realized that the latter had already closed his eyes, showing no intention of continuing the conversation.

Li Yifei wisely kept his mouth shut.

As the first caregiver of this hospital and the earliest follower of Lin Qi Ye, Li Yifei certainly knew who this person was. When he spoke, it was always with deep meaning.

The God of Magic, the ancestor of prophecy, was not to be taken lightly.

At that moment, a figure in a white coat suddenly appeared behind him.

“Qi Ye!” Upon seeing the figure behind him, Li Yifei immediately stood up and hesitated for a moment before offering the half-eaten cucumber in his hand, tentatively asking, “Want some cucumber?”

“…You eat it; I just came to take a look.”

Lin Qi Ye’s gaze fell on the two figures engaged in fierce combat in the center of the yard.

After taking a nap, Lin Qi Ye’s spirit had recovered a lot, but it was still early, and he wasn’t in a hurry to get up, so he sank his consciousness into the psychiatric hospital to check on the situation.

Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something, his gaze fixated on the top of Sun Wukong’s head, and he let out a soft “Hmm.”

“Li Yifei.”

“What’s up?”

“Has the Great Sage been doing anything unusual lately? Or has there been anything out of the ordinary?”

Li Yifei was taken aback and thought carefully, “It doesn’t seem like it… Why?”

“…Nothing.”

Lin Qi Ye shook his head, but his gaze remained fixed on the void above Sun Wukong’s head, his eyes slightly brightening.

“Sun Wukong’s treatment progress: 40%.”