"Hmm?"
Standing before the dissection table, scalpel in hand, An Qingyu seemed to sense something and frowned toward the Misty Wall.
"Yu San... Chaos?" An Qingyu set down the scalpel and rubbed his temple with one hand, as if processing some information.
"That guy... When he went mad, he actually didn't even care about his own faction?"
An Qingyu had thought that Yu San, confined within the hospital, would be safe. From Lin Qiye's perspective, as long as he killed all of An Qingyu's remaining clones, An Qingyu's true body would inevitably be reborn through Yu San in the hospital, allowing him to be permanently imprisoned.
But An Qingyu had never imagined that the one who ultimately killed Yu San would not be Lin Qiye, but Chaos!
"It seems only a matter of time before He leaves that place too. There's another wildcard here to stir things up..." An Qingyu let out a long sigh.
Just then, a pop-up window suddenly appeared on the electronic screens scattered throughout the operating room.
It was the most ordinary human-computer interface, with a single line of small Song typeface text displayed on it.
--Trouble?
An Qingyu caught sight of the pop-up from the corner of his eye and nodded slightly.
"Mm."
A second pop-up immediately appeared, covering the first.
--Is there anything I can do?
"Not for now." An Qingyu pointed at the Go board beside the keyboard. "Rather than dealing with such complicated things, you should restore your framework step by step... Start by calculating every possible move on the board."
After a brief silence, a third pop-up abruptly appeared.
--Hmph (￣へ￣)
Psychiatric Hospital of the Gods.
"Still can't kill Him..."
Lin Qiye, covered in blood, stood at the ward door and watched Chaos regenerate