I, He Li, male, 20 years old, with handsome features, a tall and straight posture, kind and loving, optimistic and upward-looking, currently on a university leave of absence, suffering from severe schizophrenia, a VIP patient at Binhai City Third People's Hospital, ID: 05468.
The gloomy sky pressed down on the stuffy air, and hurried people on the street sought shelter from the impending downpour.
He Li walked along the inner side of the street, a plastic bag containing a beef bone in his hand. He didn't look up, only lowered his head to watch the road beneath his feet.
A gentle breeze swept by, disturbing the stagnant air, and fallen leaves on the ground shifted their positions.
He Li's ankle, however, felt a chill.
*Snap.*
He stopped and looked into the alley between two tall buildings. The dark alley was silent, and the wind that gusted out was cool.
After a moment's pause, He Li stepped into the alley, where the ground was covered in puddles, the walls were damp, and a foul-smelling garbage heap lay in the depths.
He Li looked around, switched the plastic bag from his right hand to his left, then crouched down, reaching his right hand into the accumulated water on the ground, searching.
The water was very cold, an icy chill that pierced to the bone.
Suddenly,
He Li seemed to have found something. He stood up abruptly, a black snake over a meter long clutched in his hand. The black snake had two tails, and a large eye on its head, with three emerald green snake eyes staring coldly at He Li.
He Li paid no mind, still holding the snake, and reached out to his right. A figure suddenly appeared behind He Li, very similar to him, but with a more mature, cold appearance, and no trace of emotion in his eyes.
The man first glanced at He Li's back, then raised his right hand and flicked his finger lightly at the snake's head.
*Bang!*
The snake's head instantly shattered, spraying blood.
He Li frowned and shook his hand, saying, "Is it you today?"
The man's tone was stiff. "They are sleeping."
"Jin Fang, I prefer them to you."
He Li walked towards the street, taking out tissues from his pocket to wipe his hands, complaining.
The man asked, "Including Chen Sui?"
He Li fell silent for a moment upon hearing this, then said, "Excluding you and Chen Sui, I prefer them."
The man fell silent and walked alongside He Li. Strangely, all the pedestrians who passed by He Li did not see the man beside He Li, passing directly through his body.
"It's just a nascent demon, was such great force necessary?" He Li was still complaining about the man's violent actions, mainly because the blood had splashed onto his arm, which displeased him.
Although the man remained expressionless, he still explained, "I didn't use any abilities, I just flicked it lightly."
He Li rolled his eyes and said, "Thanks. Please don't use 'flicking' as a violent solution next time. That little snake's big eyeball almost hit me in the face."
The man simply stopped talking, adopting a "say whatever you want" attitude.
He Li sighed and hurried home with the beef bone.
This world had become abnormal, starting two years ago. He Li couldn't pinpoint exactly what was wrong, but television reports of natural disasters, man-made calamities, and various bizarre deaths became frequent.
Then, they started directly reporting the appearance of demons in the world.
He Li was bewildered. Had the world changed, or had he transmigrated? He couldn't tell, as he hadn't experienced any particularly obvious transmigration phenomena like in novels, not even the simplest "woke up to a changed world."
Did he just "live-transmigrate"?
He Li found it somewhat hard to accept.
Later, several people suddenly appeared around him, like summoned beasts or guardian spirits, visible only to him, unseen by others. They indeed possessed superhuman abilities.
He Li was greatly startled at the time. After calming himself, He Li began to proactively try to chat and communicate with them.
Over time, He Li was reported and sent to a mental hospital.
This was understandable. Who wouldn't be scared if they saw a grown man talking and laughing to himself in the air for an extended period?
He Li's classmates were also frightened, so they called the police. After being sent to the mental hospital and undergoing professional evaluation, He Li was diagnosed with severe schizophrenia. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
For the next six months, He Li underwent treatment at Binhai City Third Mental Hospital.
Injections, medication, psychological counseling, electroshock therapy.
Only after He Li had completely transformed into a "mental youth" was he released. But that little booklet became the most prominent entry in his life's resume.
He received his third valid identification document, besides his ID card and driver's license.
A year had passed, and He Li had adapted to this life. He worked part-time at a bookstore and chatted with his split personality companions.
Leave of absence?
He'd worry about it after his mental illness was cured.
As He Li reached the corner, the cold man named He Liang suddenly said, "Someone is following you, 300 meters behind."
He Li froze, glanced at Jin Fang, then walked into the corner. The intersection formed a 90-degree turn, creating a blind spot ideal for an ambush.
Jin Fang stood by the roadside with his arms crossed, watching the approaching follower, and reported the distance to He Li.
"He's catching up, 200 meters."
"150 meters."
"He's stopped behind the utility pole at 100 meters. Hmm... good alertness." This was praise from a phantom killer.
He Li leaned against the wall, listening to Jin Fang's report, feeling as if he were playing a game with a wall-hack.
"He's coming again, 50 meters."
"He's getting impatient, 10 meters."
"He's here."
He Li suddenly stepped out, appearing before the pursuing youth, staring directly at him, his hand tightly gripping the large bone.
The bone wasn't just for soup; it could also serve as a weapon in a pinch.
The youth was startled and stopped dead in his tracks, staring blankly into He Li's eyes.
The scene fell silent...
*Gulp...*
The youth swallowed, forcing an awkward smile. "H-hello..."
"Can you stop following me?" He Li spoke first.
As He Li spoke, Jin Fang's bent finger stopped beside the youth's right temple, his eyes devoid of any regard for life.
Jin Fang looked at He Li, his cold gaze filled with a question.
He Li ignored Jin Fang's confusion and asked again, his voice a little louder and colder.
"Can you stop following me?"
"I wasn't following... Okay! I'll leave now." The youth tried to argue, but seeing He Li's increasingly cold and oppressive gaze, he immediately changed his tune.
He felt a chill all over him, especially on his right cheek, scalp, and back. The moment before he changed his mind, his hairs stood on end, as if he were being stared at by a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike.
"Thank you, you can go now." The youth turned and fled without hesitation.
"Why didn't you kill him?" Jin Fang asked regretfully, watching the youth's retreating back.
He Li looked at He Liang helplessly. "It's a society governed by law, big brother!"
Jin Fang pondered for a moment. "Aren't you mentally ill?"
"Who the hell told you that mental patients don't get punished for killing! Ignoramus!" He Li retorted irritably, then walked away, carrying the bone.
Jin Fang mused, "Why would a killer need to understand the law?"
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