You've Definitely Got Something Seriously Wrong with You!

"No." Ling Mengxue shook her head. "My master said that the Dao cannot be lightly passed on; it could kill someone."

Zhao Ping was somewhat helpless, but still expressed his understanding, "Sigh, that's true. If everyone had such great power, the world would have been in chaos long ago."

Anyway, it's the same as learning it after the national policy is released.??(ˊωˋ*)??

Zhao Lei sighed, but his mindset was actually not much different from Zhao Ping's.

If everyone practices martial arts then, and martial arts masters emerge in large numbers, there will be a chance.

Han Shiyu followed behind the group. She had initially held a glimmer of hope, but upon hearing this, her gaze dimmed.

The feeling of touching Ling Mengxue's thigh just now still left her a little dazed; it was so delicate and smooth, such a comfortable sensation, it didn't feel like touching the casual pants he was wearing now at all!

At this time, a number of police officers were already gathered outside the company entrance. They were all carrying pistols, batons, and other weapons, and their expressions were solemn.

With their help, most of the victims have been transported by special vehicles to the Gorilla Psychiatric Hospital, which mainly treats patients brainwashed by evil cults. I heard that business has been good recently.

One of the policemen, who was directing order with a baton, had just brought back a teenager who had recently "awakened his superpowers" at the company. The teenager's eyes were glowing red, and he had a fierce and menacing expression as he violently slapped the ground.

"Monster! Behold my Tathagata Palm! Yin- Vajra Strength Fist Two Forms Palm Technique! Vajra Fist! Ho ho ha hee!... Impossible, how are you alright? My divine skills are now fully mastered, no one can withstand my attacks!"

Police:(?ェ?)

Zhao Ping: (? oωo?)

Zhao Lei: (? oωo?)

Han Shiyu: (￣▽￣")

Ling Mengxue: "..."

Watching the "superpowered individuals" come and go, being sent away one after another, everyone couldn't bear to watch any longer.

Thankfully, they didn't awaken anything. If you were to ask what strange abilities these people awakened, it would probably be something like chuunibyou (middle school syndrome), right?

"You four, wait a minute."

Just as I was about to find a chance to slip away, a dignified policeman with sharp features and prominent eyebrows walked towards me.

Zhao Ping and the other two were in their throats, forcing out smiles, "Officer, we're not sick."

"Huh?" The policeman was taken aback, then frowned and said, "Damn it, three more have gone mad. Take them away!"

Zhao Ping, Zhao Lei, Han Shiyu: "??"

After dealing with the three, the police turned to Ling Mengxue, who was standing alone to one side, and asked, "What about you? Are you sick?"

"I..."

"Take away!"

"??" Ling Mengxue was completely dumbfounded; she hadn't even finished speaking yet.

Is it really okay to be so domineering?

In the end, they were taken away by a private car before Yi Yun and the others could finish preparing everything.

The four people in the car sat together, staring at each other.

I'm so confused!

"Holy crap, are we really going to be sent to a mental hospital too? This is outrageous!" Zhao Ping wailed.

"It's probably just a check-up; there shouldn't be any problems," Han Shiyu reassured her modestly.

Just then, a strange woman dressed in sportswear with a ponytail walked up to the four of them, clasped her hands in greeting, and bowed, saying, "Hello, I am Feng Zaitian, the third disciple of the Green Gang leader. I feel we have some connection, so I wonder if we could become friends? In the future, we can chat about life and the world around us."

For a moment, everyone fell silent.

Soon after, Senior Investigator Yan Ying Yi Yun finally captured several masterminds behind the scenes.

There is still a long way to go in the project, and the illicit funds have been secretly transferred away. Professionals are investigating the matter.

Apart from one or two core members like Bolo, the rest are basically puppets. The strongest combat force consists of a Dao-Entering Practitioner at the Third-Tier Peak of Gene Lock, a body refiner at the Late Third Tier, and two or three First-Order Martial Artists.

This level of combat capability places them on the high-risk mission list, and only Senior Investigator can accept these missions.

If a situation arises that cannot be handled, Adjudicator can be requested to intervene. Each Adjudicator has at least Third Order cultivation level and is an important combat force of the organization. Only Top Investigator can be assigned to them.

Of course, you can choose not to, but there are practically no fools like that.

As strategic support personnel, Adjudicator can provide significant assistance to agents, playing a crucial role in both data collection and combat.

It's important to know that Third-Tier Gene Lock powerhouses are already rare. If they encounter an enemy, the agents don't even need to take action; the Adjudicator can fight in their place, saving them a lot of trouble.

In short, Yi Yun and his group were in serious trouble this time. If it weren't for the help of a master, they might have been wiped out.

Yi Yun's martial arts were already frustrating because someone else was able to counter his skills, but then his best technique was stolen in a single glance?

Anyone would be devastated in this situation.

Sitting in the taxi, Yi Yun suddenly remembered something and scratched the back of his head in confusion. "Speaking of which, where are those young men? I remember telling them to wait downstairs, but they've all vanished. Besides, I still owe that guy Ling Feng a lot of money, and I didn't expect him to be so generous, just saying he doesn't need it anymore."

Yan Ying rolled her eyes at him and said irritably, "Is that the point? After we reported our work assignment, the organization gave the order to recruit him. Let's find someone first. What if someone snatches up Grandmaster who's not even twenty years old?"

"This..." Yi Yun was also at a loss.

He had already promised to pay, but the situation was urgent at the time, and they agreed to pay later, so he hadn't gotten the guy's contact information yet. Who knew this guy would be so selfless and righteous.

"Alas, I misjudged you after all. I never expected you to be of such noble character," Yi Yun sighed, shaking his head.

At that moment, the police captain walked over to the taxi, gave a crisp military salute, and said, "Detectives, we have sent all the victims to the Gorilla Psychiatric Hospital. The last batch has just been sent away."

"Yes, thank you for your hard work." Yi Yun nodded calmly, as if he had done something insignificant and didn't think much of it.

But Yan Ying, sitting in the driver's seat, suddenly thought of something, and her expression changed drastically in an instant.

After sending the police away, Yi Yun noticed that Yan Ying was acting strangely and couldn't help but tease her, "Haha, what are you daydreaming about, Detective Yan? You just got promoted to Senior Investigator and already completed a high-risk mission. Isn't that something to be happy about?"

Yan Ying silently rolled her eyes at him. "Seriously, didn't you hear what that person just said?"

"What? It's just sending them to a mental hospital?... Holy crap?"

Once Yi Yun realized what was happening, she couldn't help but swear.

He and Yan Ying exchanged a glance, and he could already see the shock in each other's eyes.

"Could it be...?"

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Chapter 139 You must have some serious illness!

Fanghua City

Orangutan Mental Hospital

After Ling Mengxue and the others were brought here, they were taken away in batches.

She clearly remembered how helpless Zhao Ping and the other person, as well as the girl named Han Shiyu, looked in their eyes when they were taken away.

She herself was led inside by one of the nurses.

The hospital is full of capable people, including the Monkey King, Sun Wukong, and the Victorious Fighting Buddha, and each of them claims to be the real deal...

They were each dressed with golden headbands, wearing cassocks, and holding magic needles to stabilize the sea. None of them could win against the others, and they were locked in a room alone to receive education.

"Doctor Lu is inside. Please go in for treatment. Don't even think about running away. If I find out, I'll spank you."

Ling Mengxue: "..."

After a moment of silence, I stepped inside and saw a pretty female doctor in a white coat and round-framed glasses sitting there.

She was playing with a Rubik's Cube when she noticed someone enter. She immediately put down her toy and sat up straight.

Ling Mengxue was taken aback, but said nothing and sat down in front of her.

The doctor glanced at her, casually pulled out a medical record and a pen from the table, and began to ask questions.

"Name?"

"Zhao Ping."

How big?

"In the prime of life."

I was referring to age.

"I'm about a year older than last year."

The doctor, who was engrossed in writing medical records, was taken aback. He looked up, gave the handsome young man opposite him a strange look, thought for a moment, and then changed the subject. "Do you have any serious illness?"

"No."

No, you have a serious illness!

Ling Mengxue: "??"

The doctor noticed Ling Mengxue's confusion but ignored it, silently crossing out the blank regarding her age, and said, "If you're not sick, why are you at the hospital? Everyone who comes here says they're not sick."

Ling Mengxue had a headache. This wasn't something she wanted to do; she was being persecuted by those "professional" people.

"Okay, okay, I'm sick, do you have the cure?"

"No."

Upon hearing this, Ling Mengxue was stunned. "You don't have any medicine, how can you treat me?"

After a long silence, the doctor suddenly let out a sinister, cackling laugh that sent chills down the latter's spine. "It's alright, I know the Sunflower Acupoint Technique; I can cure you without medicine!"

"??" Ling Mengxue's eyebrows furrowed slightly. She suddenly had a feeling that the one who was sick was not herself, but the doctor in front of her.

Otherwise, what normal doctor would immediately start talking about Sunflower Acupoint Technique?

However, she didn't know if all psychiatrists were this strange, so she felt embarrassed to ask and remained silent.

The female doctor looked Ling Mengxue up and down. Her face mask was soaked with sweat. She let out another eerie, cackling laugh, "Take off your clothes and lie down on the bed. Let me use the Eight Soul-Sealing Needles to remove the impurities from your body."

Upon hearing this, Ling Mengxue's brows furrowed even deeper. 'Is this woman really a doctor? Or is she just testing me? Testing whether I'll get into character? Then, to determine the illness and send me to a mental hospital?'

After thinking it over, Ling Mengxue became serious. "Doctor, please be serious. I'm not sick. Don't try to fool me anymore."

"Zhao Ping, you must understand that without overcoming this tribulation, your physical body will never truly complete its transformation and achieve the Innate Dao Body."

The doctor frowned slightly. Compared to Ling Mengxue, her expression was more serious and earnest, as if everything she said was true, causing the latter's expression to freeze.

Ling Mengxue suddenly regretted talking to this doctor. Maybe this guy really was a lunatic, and she was just wasting her intelligence dealing with him.

The two stared at each other, their faces expressionless.

Finally, the doctor relaxed his brow, stood up with a smile, and extended his hand in a friendly manner, "Congratulations, young man, you passed the test. You're not sick. Just take your medical record to pay your medical bills and you can go home."

"Huh?" Ling Mengxue was taken aback, not expecting it to actually be a test.

After understanding the situation, she felt instantly relieved and stood up to hold her hand.

Just as she was about to thank him and leave, she suddenly saw the doctor laugh even more heartily, "You were born with a Daoist physique and immortal body, you don't need my Eight Soul-Sealing Needles Control to refine your body at all. Go back and cultivate diligently, and you'll have no problem with your physical body withstanding a nuclear bomb in the future."

Ling Mengxue: "??"

Holy crap!

So you really are sick?!

Clang--!!

Just then, several caregivers and nurses suddenly pushed open the door and entered. One of the nurses was carrying a syringe as thick as a bucket and followed behind. She immediately spotted the psychiatrist standing behind the examination table.

"Mo Zihan! As expected, it's you again!"

Ling Mengxue was still unaware of what had happened, but the doctor beside her had already changed drastically in appearance.

Just as Ling Mengxue was about to say something, several caregivers rushed in and, to her astonishment, stripped the psychiatrist who had just been examining her of his clothes, revealing what lay beneath...

Patient gown number 001?!

When the mask, glasses, and white coat were all removed, Ling Mengxue was finally able to see her full appearance.

She was a young woman around twenty years old, with cascading blue hair and an ethereal beauty, like a fairy descended from the moon. Yet, the blue and white hospital gown she wore made it look like she was wearing blue and white underwear.