Night had fallen.
When Hei Fengye and Qi Guang Meng Xing saw Bai Zhi and Kan Lu return, both of them were briefly stunned.
—Especially when they saw a certain Lancer, tied up tight, being carried out of the car by Bai Zhi.
"This guy lost control and attacked me like crazy, so I tied him up."
Facing Qi Guang Meng Xing and the others' questioning looks, Bai Zhi shrugged slightly and offered an explanation.
"We can talk about the rest later. Come give me a hand first."
"Uh..."
After glancing at the still-unconscious Lancer, who had been tied into a mummy and was dangling from someone's hand, Qi Guang Meng Xing did not dare say a word.
More than ten minutes later.
"...Are you sure this won't kill him?"
Watching what Bai Zhi was doing, Qi Guang Meng Xing's eyelids twitched wildly.
"Bitter medicine cures sickness, what are you scared of? Hurry up and put the tube in."
Holding a huge pot of thick Green Porridge, Bai Zhi urged her on.
"Who knows what this guy ran into? He lost all Sanity and went feral. We can only see whether this method can wake up his Sanity. If it weren't for that freakish recovery ability of his, he would've been eliminated long ago. I'm saving him here, okay?"
"You clearly called it delicious food earlier..."
Muttering quietly under her breath, Qi Guang Meng Xing inserted the funnel-shaped tube into the Lancer's mouth with deep sympathy.
Then, the cooled Green Porridge came rushing down through the tube...
Even though he was in a deep coma, the instant the Green Porridge entered his body, the Lancer's face twisted into a savage expression. His tightly bound body began convulsing violently, as if he were having an utterly horrifying Nightmare.
"Hm? Looks like