Rehabilitation Department

[I am Qing Wanglai. By the time you read this, I may already be dead.]

[I don't know whether you've been affected and ended up like me, but Li Huowang, I hope you'll remember what follows.]

[The multiple Heavenly Daos you brought, Danu, and it reached a delicate balance. But that balance can only be temporary, not permanent. Your influence will weaken Danu and let it interfere more. Getting the balance just right and driving it back twice was difficult enough.]

[I don't mean to question you. The present situation is my fault too. But if another one comes, this world will become Hell in an instant.]

[Also, if I'm not dead, you must remember—]

His head felt heavy and his throat was dry. It was worse than a hangover.

When Li Huowang woke, everything he knew was in disarray. He felt around himself, found the sheet of paper, and stuffed it into his mouth like food. Only after chewing halfway through did he come fully awake.

He pulled the slightly damaged paper out of his mouth. He stared at it for a long while, then took another long while to understand what it meant.

"Phoenix Mountain summit! We've found the last patient who escaped from Kangning Psychiatric Hospital!"

Li Huowang looked back. A team of rescuers in red uniforms and two doctors in white coats stood behind him, panting. The moment they saw him standing at the cliff's edge, they tensed.

He immediately threw the paper off the cliff.

"Li Huowang! We can talk this through!" Wu Cheng raised his phone and shouted, "Your mom's calling!!!"

Whirrr—!!!

"My mom?" As Li Huowang stood there in a daze, several helicopters painted orange and white flew past on the horizon.

Each carried a heavy plastic tarp slung beneath it. As they