Merlin slowly opened his eyes on the folding bed in the activity room.
The effects of sedatives meant for gods seemed different from those used in the mortal world. They lasted only a short time on Merlin, but they could effectively suppress his "madness."
There was no longer the slightest trace of cloudiness or confusion in Merlin's eyes.
He sat up and turned toward the small table beside him. Lin Qiye, dressed in a white coat, was sitting there with a glass in hand, smiling faintly at Merlin.
"Good evening, Lord Merlin."
"Good evening, Director Lin." Merlin got out of bed and sat in the chair opposite Lin Qiye. He looked at Lin Qiye and raised an eyebrow.
"It seems the crisis around you has been resolved."
Lin Qiye asked in surprise, "You saw that too?"
Merlin merely smiled without saying anything.
"Then take another look. How has my luck been lately?"
Merlin's deep gaze flickered slightly. He shook his head. "The future is hard to predict, but at least for the next few days, your luck will be fairly good."
Lin Qiye nodded. After hesitating for a moment, he continued, "Lord Merlin, how much do you remember about what just happened?"
"What just happened?"
"What happened before you woke up."
Merlin pondered for a while before speaking uncertainly. "I remember that I seemed to be thinking about something in my room, and then... I can't remember clearly."
Lin Qiye nodded thoughtfully. In other words, when Merlin lost control and turned into a pink starfish, his own consciousness had been unconscious...
Huh? No, that wasn't right.
Then when he became a starfish and ran all over the hospital trying to catch jellyfish, what had been controlling his body? A second personality? Or his subconscious?
But... could a wise and respected