# 1768
Chapter 1761: Medication Time
Four years had passed since Lin Qiye sealed 【Chaos】 in the fifth ward.
Over these four years, Lin Qiye had tried countless methods to kill It completely—Ame-no-Murakumo, the power of the Seraph, forbidden curses... but no matter what method he employed, 【Chaos】 would always revive afterward, then spend the whole day whispering demonically in his ear, constantly searching for his emotional weaknesses to find a breakthrough and corrode his mind.
Just like when Charles reported work to him moments ago, mentioning the possibility of Nyx's death—【Chaos】 gleefully whispered in his ear at that critical moment:
"Haha, your mom's dead!"
This well-timed comment nearly broke through Lin Qiye's already anxious and worried mind!
Although these occasional "harassments" could hardly have a qualitative impact on Lin Qiye's state of mind, in the beginning, he was indeed tormented quite badly. To outsiders, he even seemed somewhat irritable and neurotic. But as he constantly adjusted himself, he gradually got used to it.
"Qiye, you're here?"
Just then, Li Yifei's delighted voice came from the side.
He glanced at the bloodstains on Lin Qiye's fists, then looked at 【Chaos】 in the ward. "Did you kill It today?"
"Killed It... still doesn't work." Lin Qiye shook his head. "Did you give It medication today?"
"Not yet. I was just about to." Li Yifei raised his right hand—a large teacup once used by Merlin was clutched tightly in his hand, though now it held no tea, but was filled to the brim with pills and capsules.
These pills and capsules came in different colors and sizes, at least a hundred or so at a glance, emanating an indescribable smell.
"This one is for depression, this one for schizophrenia, this one for mania, this one for delusions... oh, what's this one for?" Li Yifei carefully counted the pills in the teacup, stared blankly for a moment, then waved his hand dismissively,
"Never mind, as long as I force all these down Its throat, It'd have to be crazy not to go crazy!"
Giving 【Chaos】 medication wasn't meant to cure It... but to prevent It from being too healthy.
Since they couldn't kill 【Chaos】, they could only approach it from another angle—flooding Its body with massive amounts of divine psychiatric drugs. Li Yifei hoped that someday, they could turn this creature that loved turning others into mental patients into a truly insane person.
Unfortunately, no one knew what means 【Chaos】 employed. Despite Li Yifei's constant medication, the treatment progress simply wouldn't drop. Four years had passed, and it remained stable at 95%.
Li Yifei had no other recourse but to keep increasing the dosage. If it weren't for the fact that the medicines in the pharmacy could regenerate continuously, at his rate of feeding, the entire half-year stockpile would have been exhausted long ago.
"You stay alone in this hospital all day—don't you get bored? Want me to take you out, let you rest for a few months?" Lin Qiye seemed to have thought of something.
Li Yifei's gaze swept across the empty hospital, and he couldn't help but sigh, "Honestly, ever since you summoned the other orderlies to the real world to establish that Seventh Secret Department, this hospital has indeed become quite desolate... but if I left, who would watch 【Chaos】 for you?
Though it's desolate, I drink tea and sunbathe every day, and then spar intellectually with that jinx—it's actually quite interesting too."
Lin Qiye gave him a deep look.
"Alright...总之，如果你想出去，直接告诉我。"
"Don't worry, come find me for drinks when you have time!"
Lin Qiye hummed, his figure vanishing from the hospital.
Li Yifei lifted the teacup filled with pills, grinned, and excitedly walked toward the ward:
"Jinx!! Time for your medication~~"
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Kunlun Mountains.
Among the snow-capped peaks, a small Buddhist temple stood in the cold wind.
Judging by the materials, this temple was very new, the ground in front of the temple door had been leveled with cement, as if it had appeared only in the past two years.
But strangely, there were no Buddhist statues inside the temple—only an empty stone platform, and two candles swaying in the cold wind.
A figure draped in a clay-colored monk's robe was slowly sweeping the snow from the entrance with a broom.
"By my count, you should be coming soon."
As if sensing something, he turned to look at the mountain path, speaking calmly.
Lin Qiye, draped in that deep crimson cloak, climbed the steps, his gaze sweeping across the snowless ground before the temple. His brow slightly raised,
"What, did you sweep the snow for me?"
"For the world."
Fate Monk put down the broom, pointing beneath the eaves where a black-and-white checkered board had been waiting for some time.
Lin Qiye familiar sat down by the board and began examining the game.
After a moment, he slowly spoke:
"Four years, and you still haven't answered my question."
"What?"
"Now, what's humanity's chance of winning on this chessboard?"
Fate Monk sat down across from Lin Qiye, about to reach for a piece. Hearing this question, his fingers paused slightly.
But then he pretended not to hear, placing a piece on the board.
Lin Qiye stared into his eyes, continuing to press: "Four years ago, we killed five Cthulhu Faction gods, sealed one of the Three Pillars, 【Chaos】, suppressed the Moon rebellion, and created an Eternal Heavenly Court... after all that, just how much has humanity's odds of victory increased?"
Fate Monk shook his head, "I still can't tell you now."
"Why?"
"No reason... when it's time to say, I'll naturally say it."
Lin Qiye, upon seeing this, stopped pressing. He silently reached into the board for his pieces and began playing against Fate Monk.
After some unknown time, Fate Monk spoke on his own initiative:
"So, what's the reason you came to find me this time?"
"Didn't you calculate it?"
"Hm?"
"You calculated that I'd come, but you don't know why I came?"
"...The snow, I sweep it every day. The chess... I left it here myself last night." Fate Monk answered honestly.
"...So you didn't know I was coming at all?"
"I can calculate cause and effect, deduce heavenly secrets, but that doesn't mean I'm a mind reader. We're no longer one entity."
Lin Qiye helplessly glanced at him. So you're telling me I was carefully thinking through all these exchanges with you, and you were just pretending the whole time?
"I still haven't found Nyx's whereabouts. I'm worried her situation... might not be good."
Fate Monk placed a piece, "No cause and effect, no heavenly secrets... her situation is indeed special, but shouldn't Lu Wuwei's abilities be able to track her?"
"He says he can, but his little electric scooter can't go just anywhere, let alone a place that can even trap a Supreme God."
Fate Monk looked up at him.
"You want to go personally?"