The Initial Yang World Blessed Land

Chapter 49: The Blessed Land of the Living World

"Doctor, wake up."

"Inspector's appointment is ready."

Wu Xian propped himself up on his desk, barely managing to stand.

For some reason.

His body felt incredibly fatigued, his joints ached, and his head was foggy, like staying up all night reading a novel and then realizing it's already noon the next day when you finally want to sleep.

After standing up.

Wu Xian's vision gradually cleared.

"That old woman was a Long-Tongue Ghost, trying to strangle me. I cut off her tongue, and while she was rolling on the ground, I chopped off her head..."

[Please complete this mental evaluation. You have the right to determine the prisoner's mental state. If you determine the prisoner has a mental illness, they will be sent to a special prison. If you determine the prisoner is mentally sound, they will be executed.]

Logically, patients with mental illnesses should come to the doctor's office, but now Wu Xian had to seek out the patient. Perhaps this patient was part of the danger of this Blessed Land.

"The younger woman was a Slit-Mouthed Woman. She had incredibly tenacious vitality. I stabbed her over a dozen times before she died. Even though she was begging me, I couldn't let her go out and harm others."

But Wu Xian's attention wasn't on her.

Also, was the judicial appraisal in this world this rudimentary?

Regarding a prisoner's life and death, only one doctor was responsible for the appraisal, with an inspector overseeing it. Wasn't that too perfunctory?

But if these descriptions were applied to evil spirits.

"There was also a Child Wraith, trying to escape, I..."

The inspector cursed.

If his words were applied to a human, he would be a cold-blooded murderer.

"Huh... I'm not in Lihen Heaven."

Wu Xian's expression froze.

"Murder, a family of four, elderly, women, and children. The methods were quite brutal, the scene was unbearable to look at. However, due to regulations, I cannot disclose the identities of the murderer and the victims to you."

"I didn't kill anyone, I only killed evil spirits!"

This item was his only life-saving tool at the moment, and he needed to prepare it in advance.

The voice that woke him came from a slender and beautiful little nurse. She was holding a stack of documents and urging Wu Xian, her voice clear and pleasant, pure and moving.

Finally, Wu Xian began to ponder what the patient he was about to see would look like.

The prisoner described the crime scene very seriously, with a total of four victims, each with a clear cause and manner of death.

"I knew it, you're a good doctor, you wouldn't be unable to see through this person's lies. Now he can't escape justice, only death awaits him!"

After escorting the prisoner out of the interrogation room.

Wu Xian rubbed his forehead in distress.

[Please focus on playing your role and do not perform actions beyond the character's settings.]

This person had semi-curly hair, a calm and composed expression, and a pair of bloodshot eyes that had been staring at Wu Xian since he entered the room.

But at least give him a tutorial!

"I only said this person has no mental illness, not that he was lying."

There were two other people in the room.

The inspector called out to Wu Xian and casually sat down beside him.

The first thing he saw was a calligraphy and painting on the opposite wall, with four large characters written in brushstrokes.

The room was spacious and bright, with sunlight streaming in through the clear glass, warming Wu Xian's back. A faint scent of incense filled the air.

Wu Xian tentatively asked, "What is the prisoner's crime?"

Wu Xian felt he had been a bit too lenient.

Wu Xian's expression shifted slightly. It seemed this Blessed Land had a different social system than the real world.

After Wu Xian sat down, he revealed a sunny smile.

"Doctor Xu, we can begin."

On his body, let alone the Ten Souls Banner, even the Record of the Devoted was gone. There was only a crumpled piece of soft cloth, about two palms in size. He took it out and glanced at it quickly. This soft cloth was actually a fragment of the Ten Souls Banner!

Wu Xian began to search his clothes for the Ten Souls Banner.

After a moment of thought, he said to the inspector, "I have made my appraisal. This prisoner has no mental problems!"

A man in a straitjacket sat on a metal chair.

This Blessed Land was so... mundane?

The inspector kicked the man and began to punch and kick him. "How many times have I told you, you can only answer questions, you don't have the right to speak freely!"

"He's a common murderer. Why send him for a mental evaluation?"

The word "evil spirit" made the inspector's face light up. He clapped Wu Xian on the shoulder and laughed heartily.

Wu Xian didn't resist the role-playing.

"It seems that in the last blessed land, being able to worship a god from the start was a beginner's benefit. After getting a fixed position, there's no such treatment."

He was just an unemployed bum, not a psychiatrist!

He was observing.

First, he confirmed that this was a psychiatric hospital.

The inspector turned to the prisoner. "Tell me about how you committed the murder."

Wu Xian's lips curled.

According to the rules of the blessed land, the Ten Souls Banner should have been in Wu Xian's hand when he entered. But now, it was damaged from the start.

"Oh."

"Something's definitely wrong here!"

Finally, it appeared. This was the normal art style.

Secondly, through the glass on the road, Wu Xian saw his own image.

A blessed land with evil spirits was a normal blessed land. The previous peace had made Wu Xian uneasy. Now, he had entered the state.

An inspector, who must have been pre-booked, was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, wearing a black uniform similar to the German military uniform. His face showed an attitude of wanting to just go through the motions.

This was a spacious room with no windows. The walls were padded with soft rubber. It looked more like an interrogation room than a ward. In front of the room was a double interrogation table, and opposite it was a metal chair with handcuffs.

Xu Ming, attending physician.

So, the mode of this blessed land was a role-playing game?

Wu Xian couldn't bother observing their actions; he saw something unexpected.

A line of text appeared in his eyes.

"There's actually nothing much to appraise. I know you're not the kind of dirty doctor who takes bribes. It's good that this scum dies sooner rather than later. There's no need to waste your energy on him."

The font was the same as on the Record of the Devoted. This meant the Record of the Devoted hadn't disappeared but was hidden in Wu Xian's consciousness. This message was the Record of the Devoted's request to him.

But when he touched it...

His appearance was completely different from his real self. Even his gray jacket was gone. He was wearing a white lab coat, and there was a name tag on the chest with his name.

Accompanied by Wu Xian's surprise...

Lingering thoughts.

Wu Xian's expression was calm.

The little nurse walked ahead, leading Wu Xian to his appointment. Her slender waist swayed lightly, full of youthful vitality, and she was a feast for the eyes.

Wu Xian was shocked.

The little nurse opened a door. Wu Xian tested the threshold with his toes a few times before nervously stepping inside.

The harmonious and beautiful hospital before him suddenly became eerie in Wu Xian's eyes!

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

But Wu Xian couldn't figure out the situation now, so he could only go along with it for the time being.

The prisoner's expression was annoyed as he seriously refuted the inspector.

"Doctor, we meet again."

Wu Xian didn't know how to distinguish if a patient had a mental illness, nor did he have basic medical knowledge. How could he complete the appraisal process?

Next, Wu Xian began to observe the room.

Wu Xian signed the appraisal report, picked up the documents, and walked to the door. Before leaving, he turned back and said.

Two shadows first flashed on the iron door. These two shadows belonged to the inspector and the prisoner.

Then there were three, four, five, six...

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