An hour later, Mo Qiong and Master Gou walked out of the oppressive mental hospital in silence.
Aside from Sneider, there were countless other Blue White Society Members who had broken down and gone mad.
Some had an intense desire to eat iron. Whenever they spotted an iron object, they would desperately try to swallow it as if they had lost their minds. They never considered whether it was edible or not, and would not stop until they had eaten it—even if it killed them.
Some had purely chaotic thoughts, as though all their memories had been blasted into fragments and then randomly pieced back together. They could not even speak a complete sentence.
Others suffered from severe manic hostility toward people. The moment they saw, heard, or sensed another person, they would go completely berserk, desperate to eliminate them. The only companion in one such room was a little kitten.
Victims with all kinds of Mental Distortion lived here.
And this was only the tip of the iceberg. Compared to these cases, Xiao Feng's smoking addiction had definitely been mild.
At least Xiao Feng's addiction could be forcibly treated until he regained a certain degree of self-control. Most of the people living here, however, might never be cured.
Apart from dying in battle, Mo Qiong felt that this place had practically become another destination for Blue White Society Members.
"Was that... your former partner?" Mo Qiong asked.
Master Gou grunted and said, "I waited for more than a year, but he still hasn't gotten better. Even the doctors have no idea what to do. The higher-ups said that even if he gets rid of the effect in the future, he'll still be forced into early retirement."
*No wonder the suit-wearing snake-man Billson was surprised that Master Gou was taking