[Mission Evaluation: I'm Not Sick]
The notification that containment had been achieved arrived as expected, and the peaceful Demon Mountain quietly vanished behind him.
As the scene faded from light to darkness, Fu Qian had already smoothly returned to the Warehouse that had provided its full support, taking his seat.
It was just that the mission evaluation that followed sounded somewhat...
``` [The best way to prove to a doctor that you aren't sick is to turn the doctor into a patient as well.
Unfortunately, young Lasik failed to grasp this.
From the first day she found herself trapped in that predicament, she had used every possible method to prove herself.
Kindness, harmlessness, rationality... even those dark yet deeply human little thoughts.
Yet in the process, she not only gradually realized that some force was controlling the entire sanatorium, but also touched upon the darkness in more than one person's heart.
The world began to feel unreal. Everyone seemed to live within lies, concealing the monster in their hearts.
And when Lasik realized that time itself could be stirred by that darkness in human hearts, her fear swelled to its limit.
She had already begun to lose the ability to distinguish which thoughts were truly her own, including even the urge to leave.
Wouldn't staying here be nice too?
Unable to accept that she could have such a thought, she finally ignored her inner vigilance and used that key, then used the notebook from the safe.
That act ultimately doomed her beyond redemption. Even if her eyes opened again, would the person sent away from the sanatorium truly still be her?
By comparison, even with the Sword of Judgment hanging above your head, you still cleverly avoided trap after trap, enjoying the peace amid the sanatorium's distortions.
Then