Goddess of Night

Of the six wards, only the first door could be opened.

Was this the only one set to "openable," or was it like the door he had knocked on for five years—his current strength only allowed him to open the first door?

Lin Qiye had knocked on that door for five years. Only after opening his eyes and gaining stronger mental perception had he been able to open it and enter the hospital.

Would he need to grow stronger before he could open the second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth wards as well?

Lin Qiye was not sure, and he had no time to dwell on it now.

Because before his eyes, the ward door that had once been covered in seals was slowly opening.

The ward was not large, and the lighting was dim. A woman in a black dress glittering like stardust sat on a chair in the center of the room, staring blankly ahead.

Other than the woman and the chair, there was nothing else in the dark room.

Lin Qiye cautiously walked to the doorway. After some thought, he put on a very official smile and waved at the woman inside.

"Hello, I'm Lin Qiye."

Who cared who she was? There was no harm in being polite first. As the saying went, you didn't hit a smiling face. If he was courteous enough, even a god probably would not make things difficult for him.

Yet even after Lin Qiye's smile had nearly frozen on his face, the woman in black remained motionless like a statue.

Lin Qiye gritted his teeth and walked straight into the room.

The instant he entered, lines of text suddenly appeared on the wall behind the woman in black.

Ward One.

Patient: Nyx

Mission: Help Nyx treat her mental illness. When Treatment Progress reaches the specified values (1%, 50%, 100%), you may randomly draw a portion of Nyx's abilities.

Current Treatment Progress: 0%

"Nyx?" Lin Qiye sucked in a cold breath when he saw the words on the wall!

Though he did not know much about mythology, he had heard of Goddess of Night Nyx, one of the five Creator Gods in ancient Greek Mythology.

She was one of the deities standing at the very peak of that mythological system!

So this dazed-looking woman before him was the renowned Goddess of Night?

She possessed a cold, elegant bearing, flawless features, and smooth black hair cascading down her back like a waterfall. Her black stardust dress was as deep as the night itself, setting off her fair skin like pristine snow-mountain jade, delicate enough to seem as though it would break at a touch.

Though her eyes were lifeless, merely sitting there, she exuded a presence no human could possess.

Not even the female emperors of history could compare to her.

Nyx—she was a god, and she was an emperor.

The emperor of the night!

Lin Qiye stroked his chin and studied Nyx closely. He had seen a god with his own eyes before. Compared with the Seraph on the moon, he always felt that Nyx lacked something.

Divinity? Power? Authority?

Or did she lack all of them?

Lin Qiye did not know, but he could guess that Nyx's current state was inseparable from her illness.

But this was a god!

A deity standing at the pinnacle of mythology!

How could she fall ill?

Had her illness developed naturally, or had it been... caused by someone?

Lin Qiye did not really believe it had developed naturally. But if it had been caused by someone... he could not imagine what kind of existence could make the Goddess of Night fall ill.

And with a mental illness, no less.

According to the words on the wall, he now needed to try to treat Nyx. But what exactly was wrong with her?

As a former "mental patient," Lin Qiye knew a little about mental illnesses. Broadly speaking, they included depression, obsessive-compulsive disorder, schizophrenia, delusional disorder, and so on.

To treat Nyx, he first needed to determine exactly what illness she had.

After pondering for a moment, Lin Qiye crouched before Nyx and waved a hand in front of her eyes.

"Can you hear me?" Lin Qiye whispered beside Nyx's ear.

Suddenly, Nyx's body trembled. Lin Qiye jumped and instinctively staggered several steps back!

Then Nyx stiffly turned her head toward Lin Qiye, her vacant eyes staring straight at him!

Lin Qiye swallowed and did not dare move.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Just as Nyx's stare made Lin Qiye's scalp go numb, her gaze changed.

From blankness to confusion,

From confusion to shock,

From shock to tears welling in her eyes!

Nyx's body trembled faintly. Tears swirled in her eyes as her lips parted with difficulty.

After choking back sobs for a long while,

She finally spoke in a hoarse voice:

"I finally found you... my child!!"

At that moment, Lin Qiye felt an electric current shoot from the soles of his feet to his brain, leaving his mind completely blank with shock!

She?

Me?

Child?

Huh???

Lin Qiye truly did not remember what his parents looked like. After all, after giving birth to him and entrusting him to his aunt, they had vanished without a trace.

But...

His mother should have been, probably, most likely, human.

Not the Goddess of Night.

No, what if...

Wait! How did this foreign Goddess of Night speak such fluent Chinese?!

Oh, right, this was My Dream. It was not strange that he could understand a god's language... perhaps it was some kind of brainwave signal transmission?

While Lin Qiye's thoughts ran wild, Nyx stood up. She spread her arms and stumbled toward him!

She ran faster and faster, her expression growing more and more excited!

By then, Lin Qiye's mind was already a complete mess. He instinctively opened his arms, intending to receive the Goddess of Night's embrace!

However,

The Goddess of Night ran straight past Lin Qiye,

And grabbed Lin Qiye's...

Small vase on the windowsill behind him.

Nyx tightly hugged the vase, tears streaming down her face. "My child... you're alive after all. I finally found you!"

Lin Qiye: ...???

Then Nyx's gaze fell upon the chair she had been sitting on for who knew how long.

After staring blankly for a moment,

She rushed over, hugged the chair and vase, and burst into tears again!

"Hypnos! My child, you're here too!!"

The utterly bewildered Lin Qiye stood there like a statue, watching Nyx mistake the vase, the chair, the wall, and the air for her children one after another, weeping her heart out.

Lin Qiye: I think I probably know what's wrong with her...

She was seriously ill...

... At dawn, Lin Qiye slowly woke from his dream. Looking at the bare ceiling, he let out a helpless sigh.

After spending an entire night with Nyx, Lin Qiye felt as though his whole being was off.

Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly gave a soft sound of surprise.

In his mind, the Psychiatric Hospital of the Gods shrouded in mist floated amid his consciousness. It seemed that a close connection had formed between him and the hospital.

Now, he no longer needed to fall asleep to send his consciousness into the Psychiatric Hospital at any time.

So this was the benefit of opening the door... Lin Qiye tried connecting his consciousness to the Psychiatric Hospital, and he could immediately sense everything happening within it.

Naturally, he still could not probe into the five sealed wards.

At that moment, Nyx was in the courtyard, hugging the vase and chair while muttering to the air beside her. Who knew what she was saying.

Lin Qiye sat on the bed and rubbed the corner of his eyes gloomily.

"Treat her, treat her... I'm not a doctor. How am I supposed to treat her...?"

Suddenly, Lin Qiye's eyes lit up, as though he had thought of something.

Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his lips.