Starting Point—The Mortal World Paradise
"Doctor, wake up."
"The detective's appointment is here."
Wu Xian braced himself against the desk and struggled to his feet.
For some reason,
his body felt exhausted. His joints ached, and his head was foggy, like he'd stayed up all night reading a novel and only realized it was already noon the next day when he finally tried to sleep.
Once he was standing,
Wu Xian's vision gradually cleared.
"That old woman was a Long-Tongue Ghost. She tried to strangle me, so I cut out her tongue. While she was rolling around on the floor, I chopped off her head..."
[Please complete this Mental evaluation. You have the right to determine this prisoner's mental state. If you determine that the prisoner has a Mental illness, he will be confined in a special prison. If you determine that he is mentally sound, he will be executed.]
Normally, a patient with a mental illness should come to the doctor's office, but now Wu Xian had to go find the patient himself. Perhaps this patient was part of the danger in this paradise.
"The younger woman was a Slit-Mouthed Woman. She was incredibly tough. It took more than ten stabs to kill her. She begged me to let her go, but I couldn't let her out to hurt anyone."
But Wu Xian's attention wasn't on her.
Was forensic evaluation in this world really so slapdash?
A prisoner's life was at stake, yet only one doctor was responsible for the evaluation, with one detective supervising. This was far too haphazard and careless.
But if those descriptions were all about evil spirits...
"There was also a Child Wraith. It tried to escape, so I..."
The detective swore.
If he'd used those words about people, he would have been a cold-blooded murderer through and through.
"Huh... I'm not in Lihen Heaven."
Wu Xian's expression stiffened.
"Murder. A family of four: an old person, a woman, and two children. The methods were exceptionally cruel. The scene was too horrific to look at. But regulations prevent me from giving you the identities of the murderer and the victims."
"I didn't kill anyone. I only killed evil spirits!"
This was the only thing he had to protect his life right now, so he had to get it ready in advance.
The voice that had woken him belonged to a pretty, slender young nurse. Carrying a stack of documents, she hurried Wu Xian along, her voice clear and sweet, pure and moving.
Wu Xian eventually began wondering what the patient he was about to see would be like.
The prisoner described the crime in painstaking detail. There were four victims, and he clearly explained how each one had died and what their bodies had looked like.
"I knew it. You're a good doctor. You wouldn't fail to see through this man's lies. Now he won't get away with it. The only thing waiting for him is the death penalty!"
As the prisoner was escorted out of the Interrogation Room,
Wu Xian rubbed his forehead in frustration.
[Please focus on playing your role. Do not act beyond the character's established role.]
The man had slightly curly hair and a calm, composed expression. His bloodshot eyes had been fixed on Wu Xian ever since he entered.
But at least give me a tutorial!
"There were four victims, and their ages and genders all matched what he described. But he showed no remorse, and only said he killed evil spirits."
The detective called out to Wu Xian, then casually sat down nearby.
The first thing Wu Xian saw was a piece of calligraphy on the opposite wall. Four large characters had been written on it with a Writing Brush.
The room was spacious and bright. Sunlight streamed through the clear glass, warming Wu Xian's back, and a faint incense scent lingered in the air.
Wu Xian tentatively asked, "What crime did the prisoner commit?"
Wu Xian felt he'd gone a little too easy on him.
Wu Xian's expression shifted slightly. It seemed this paradise had a social system different from the real world.
After Wu Xian sat down, the man gave him a bright smile.
"Doctor Xu, we can begin."
He didn't just lack the Ten Souls Banner. Even his Record of the Devoted was gone. All he had was a piece of soft cloth, folded up and about the size of two palms. He pulled it out and took a quick look. It was actually a fragment of the Ten Souls Banner!
Wu Xian started feeling around inside his clothes for the Ten Souls Banner.
After thinking for a moment, he said to the detective, "I've completed my evaluation. This prisoner has no mental problems."
The man sat in an iron chair, wearing a straitjacket.
This paradise was actually so normal?
The detective kicked the man and then beat him viciously. "How many times have I told you? You only answer questions. You don't get to speak whenever you feel like it!"
"Just a common murderer. Why send him for a Mental evaluation?"
At the words "evil spirits,"
the detective's face lit up. He slapped Wu Xian on the shoulder and laughed.
"It seems worshipping gods right at the start of the last paradise was a beginner's perk. Now that I have the Fixed Position, I don't get that treatment anymore."
He was an unemployed drifter, not a psychiatrist!
He observed them.
First, he confirmed that this was a Psychiatric Hospital.
The detective turned to the prisoner. "Tell us how you killed them."
Wu Xian's lips curled upward.
According to the rules of the paradise, the Ten Souls Banner should have been in Wu Xian's hand as soon as he entered. But it had been broken from the very beginning.
"Oh."
"This place really is wrong!"
Finally, something had appeared. Now the atmosphere felt normal.
A paradise with evil spirits was a proper paradise. The peaceful scene earlier had left Wu Xian uneasy, but now he'd finally settled into his role.
One of them was presumably the detective who had made an appointment in advance. He wore a black uniform resembling a German military uniform, and leaned against the wall with his arms folded, looking like he couldn't be bothered to take things seriously.
It was a bare room without windows, with soft padding installed all around. It looked more like an Interrogation Room than a hospital room. A two-person interrogation table stood at the front, with an iron chair fitted with Shackles opposite it.
Xu Ming, attending physician.
So this paradise was a role-playing game?
Wu Xian couldn't spare any attention to observe their behavior. He'd noticed something unexpected.
A line of text appeared before his eyes.
"Honestly, there's not much to evaluate. I know you're not one of those crooked doctors who take bribes. Scum like this should just be put to death. There's no need to waste your energy on him."
The lettering was the same as the writing on the Record of the Devoted. That meant the Record hadn't disappeared; it was hidden in Wu Xian's consciousness. This passage was its instruction to him.
But when he felt around,
his appearance was completely different from his real one. Even his gray coat was gone. He was wearing a white coat, with a name badge bearing his name.
As Wu Xian stared in surprise,
he couldn't stop thinking about it.
Wu Xian's expression was calm.
The nurse walked ahead, leading Wu Xian to his appointment. Her slender waist swayed lightly, and she radiated youthful energy. She was a delight to look at.
Wu Xian was stunned.
The nurse opened a door. Wu Xian tested the doorway several times with his toe before nervously stepping inside.
The beautiful, harmonious hospital before him suddenly turned sinister and filled with Ghost Qi!
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
But Wu Xian couldn't yet make sense of the situation, so he could only go along with it for now.
The prisoner looked angry and firmly contradicted the detective.
"Doctor, we meet again."
Wu Xian didn't know how to tell whether a patient had a mental illness. He had no basic medical knowledge. How was he supposed to complete the evaluation?
Then Wu Xian began inspecting the room.
Wu Xian signed the evaluation form, gathered up the documents, and walked to the door. Before leaving, he looked back and said,
Two shadows first flickered across the iron door. They belonged to the detective and the prisoner.
Then there were three, four, five, six...
The Infinite Pursuit Chapter—now officially underway!
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