Zhao Kongcheng was dumbfounded.
He truly hadn't expected that the ordinary high school student before him would utter such profound words and possess such mature thoughts.
It was only now that he realized how ludicrous his attempts to trigger the commonly found teenage enthusiasm and fiery spirit had been.
Lin Qiye was not an ordinary high school student.
Lin Qiye stood up, walked straight to the door, hesitated for a moment, and then stopped in his tracks.
"Thank you for telling me so much. I'll sign the confidentiality agreement," he said.
With that, he pushed the door open and left.
This time, Zhao Kongcheng just sat silently on the bed. His body slightly rose, as if he wanted to reach out to stop him. After a brief pause, he weakly sat back down.
He knew what this young man meant, and he also knew he had the mission to bring him back, but...
He couldn't do it.
...
"Little Seven, you're finally back? Why aren't you wearing your school uniform today?"
"Auntie, I woke up in a hurry this morning and forgot to put it on."
"You, this child... Without the school uniform, won't the teacher scold you?"
"I only got a couple of remarks, it's fine."
"Sigh, Little Seven, you just transferred to a new school, you can't give the teachers a bad impression. Be more careful in what you do."
"I understand, Auntie."
"How are you getting along with your classmates? They haven't excluded you, have they?"
"No, we get along well. They even escorted me home, and I returned the favor."
"That's good, that's good."
"I'm going to my room, Auntie."
"Alright, go to bed early."
Thud!
Lin Qiye closed the door, lay back on the bed, looked at the night sky outside, and sighed deeply.
This world was much more complex than he had imagined...
But that didn't concern him much.
After resting for a while, Lin Qiye sat up, started undressing, and a hard object fell out of his pocket.
Clang!
Lin Qiye lowered his head, picked up the object, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face.
It was a metallic ornament, resembling a badge. It was slightly larger than a one-yuan coin and made of an unknown material. When held, it emitted a faint, cool sensation.
On the front of the badge, two straight blades crossed each other, and the blades emitted a faint blue light. The background behind the blades was a night sky adorned with stars, finely crafted.
Below the pattern were engraved the three characters, "Zhao Kongcheng."
"What is this..." Lin Qiye squinted his eyes slightly.
Lin Qiye recalled that when Zhao Kongcheng dragged him to the hotel earlier, it seemed like he had touched his pocket.
Did he accidentally drop it?
After playing with the badge for a while, Lin Qiye placed it on the table and changed into his clothes before climbing onto the bed.
Tonight, he had something important to do.
He closed his eyes, directing his consciousness into the mental hospital in his mind.
At this moment, in the courtyard of the mental hospital, Nyx was sitting on a rocking chair, holding a pile of bottles and jars. She seemed to be muttering something, with an occasional smile appearing on her face.
Ignoring the haze in her eyes and the strange objects in her arms, her noble temperament emitted an exquisite charm, creating a beautiful picture.
Before long, Lin Qiye, dressed in a white coat, walked slowly towards her.
In order to better immerse himself in the role of a mental hospital doctor, Lin Qiye specially found a white coat in the director's office, even adding a pair of reading glasses to the collar.
At first glance, it indeed looked like the real deal.
Lin Qiye approached the rocking chair and silently observed Nyx's hazy, vacant eyes. He sighed softly.
From the mythological texts he had read, Nyx was indeed one of the oldest and most powerful gods in Greek mythology, holding a top-tier position in both status and strength.
But compared to other gods, she had one major characteristic...
She enjoyed giving birth to children!
According to Lin Qiye's calculations, Nyx had at least twenty children, including the famous death god Thanatos, the sleep god Hypnos, and even cosmic gods, fate goddesses, and gods of doom, among others.
Except for a few, most of Nyx's children were malevolent gods. After their births, they caused havoc in the mortal world, and many of them met tragic ends.
From the fragments of mythology stories, Lin Qiye couldn't gather more detailed information about Nyx. However, he speculated that her current condition might be related to her offspring.
The doctor at the Sunshine Mental Hospital had mentioned a male patient who, due to excessive yearning for his wife, fantasized her presence around him. Could Nyx's illness be similar?
Because she missed her children so much, did she regard those bottles and jars as her offspring?
But what had happened to her children to trigger such an intense reaction from Nyx?
And as an ancient god with divinity, could she genuinely possess such strong emotions, or had her godhood been taken away, depriving her of her divine essence?
Lin Qiye didn't know.
"Sleep, Hypnos, don't worry, your brother will be back soon... That child, Thanatos, always causing trouble from a young age. When he returns, he must be properly disciplined!"
Nyx caressed the vase in her hand, gazing into the distance. Hope flickered in her eyes, only to be followed by haziness.
She paused, her hoarse voice trembling slightly:
"But...
It's been three thousand years. Why hasn't he returned yet..."
Watching this scene, Lin Qiye felt a sudden pang of bitterness in his heart.
Who could have expected that the once lofty goddess of the night would now appear so helpless and humble?
She was the goddess of the night, but also a mother eagerly waiting for her children's return.
"To cure her illness, we must start from the root..." The doctor's words echoed in Lin Qiye's mind. Lowering his head, he pondered.
The root... Nyx's illness stemmed from the loss of her children.
To heal her, he had to start with her children. But how could he find so many Greek gods? Even if they were brought into this world by the mist, where could he find them? And would these mischievous gods willingly come to Nyx?
Frowning, Lin Qiye thought hard. At this moment, a spark of inspiration flashed through his mind!
Perhaps... this might work?
Lin Qiye stood up, hesitated for a moment as he looked at Nyx's vacant eyes, and finally made up his mind, taking a step forward.
Approaching her, he crouched down, extending his hands to embrace Nyx.
Whispering softly into her ear, he said:
"Mother, I'm back."
At that moment, Nyx's eyes suddenly lit up with an unprecedented brilliance!
She trembled, reaching out with her hands, tightly embracing Lin Qiye. After a long while, she shakily uttered a complete sentence:
"Welcome back, Thanatos, my child..."
Zhao Kongcheng was dumbfounded.
He truly hadn't expected that the ordinary high school student before him would utter such profound words and possess such mature thoughts.
It was only now that he realized how ludicrous his attempts to trigger the commonly found teenage enthusiasm and fiery spirit had been.
Lin Qiye was not an ordinary high school student.
Lin Qiye stood up, walked straight to the door, hesitated for a moment, and then stopped in his tracks.
"Thank you for telling me so much. I'll sign the confidentiality agreement," he said.
With that, he pushed the door open and left.
This time, Zhao Kongcheng just sat silently on the bed. His body slightly rose, as if he wanted to reach out to stop him. After a brief pause, he weakly sat back down.
He knew what this young man meant, and he also knew he had the mission to bring him back, but...
He couldn't do it.
...
"Little Seven, you're finally back? Why aren't you wearing your school uniform today?"
"Auntie, I woke up in a hurry this morning and forgot to put it on."
"You, this child... Without the school uniform, won't the teacher scold you?"
"I only got a couple of remarks, it's fine."
"Sigh, Little Seven, you just transferred to a new school, you can't give the teachers a bad impression. Be more careful in what you do."
"I understand, Auntie."
"How are you getting along with your classmates? They haven't excluded you, have they?"
"No, we get along well. They even escorted me home, and I returned the favor."
"That's good, that's good."
"I'm going to my room, Auntie."
"Alright, go to bed early."
Thud!
Lin Qiye closed the door, lay back on the bed, looked at the night sky outside, and sighed deeply.
This world was much more complex than he had imagined...
But that didn't concern him much.
After resting for a while, Lin Qiye sat up, started undressing, and a hard object fell out of his pocket.
Clang!
Lin Qiye lowered his head, picked up the object, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face.
It was a metallic ornament, resembling a badge. It was slightly larger than a one-yuan coin and made of an unknown material. When held, it emitted a faint, cool sensation.
On the front of the badge, two straight blades crossed each other, and the blades emitted a faint blue light. The background behind the blades was a night sky adorned with stars, finely crafted.
Below the pattern were engraved the three characters, "Zhao Kongcheng."
"What is this..." Lin Qiye squinted his eyes slightly.
Lin Qiye recalled that when Zhao Kongcheng dragged him to the hotel earlier, it seemed like he had touched his pocket.
Did he accidentally drop it?
After playing with the badge for a while, Lin Qiye placed it on the table and changed into his clothes before climbing onto the bed.
Tonight, he had something important to do.
He closed his eyes, directing his consciousness into the mental hospital in his mind.
At this moment, in the courtyard of the mental hospital, Nyx was sitting on a rocking chair, holding a pile of bottles and jars. She seemed to be muttering something, with an occasional smile appearing on her face.
Ignoring the haze in her eyes and the strange objects in her arms, her noble temperament emitted an exquisite charm, creating a beautiful picture.
Before long, Lin Qiye, dressed in a white coat, walked slowly towards her.
In order to better immerse himself in the role of a mental hospital doctor, Lin Qiye specially found a white coat in the director's office, even adding a pair of reading glasses to the collar.
At first glance, it indeed looked like the real deal.
Lin Qiye approached the rocking chair and silently observed Nyx's hazy, vacant eyes. He sighed softly.
From the mythological texts he had read, Nyx was indeed one of the oldest and most powerful gods in Greek mythology, holding a top-tier position in both status and strength.
But compared to other gods, she had one major characteristic...
She enjoyed giving birth to children!
According to Lin Qiye's calculations, Nyx had at least twenty children, including the famous death god Thanatos, the sleep god Hypnos, and even cosmic gods, fate goddesses, and gods of doom, among others.
Except for a few, most of Nyx's children were malevolent gods. After their births, they caused havoc in the mortal world, and many of them met tragic ends.
From the fragments of mythology stories, Lin Qiye couldn't gather more detailed information about Nyx. However, he speculated that her current condition might be related to her offspring.
The doctor at the Sunshine Mental Hospital had mentioned a male patient who, due to excessive yearning for his wife, fantasized her presence around him. Could Nyx's illness be similar?
Because she missed her children so much, did she regard those bottles and jars as her offspring?
But what had happened to her children to trigger such an intense reaction from Nyx?
And as an ancient god with divinity, could she genuinely possess such strong emotions, or had her godhood been taken away, depriving her of her divine essence?
Lin Qiye didn't know.
"Sleep, Hypnos, don't worry, your brother will be back soon... That child, Thanatos, always causing trouble from a young age. When he returns, he must be properly disciplined!"
Nyx caressed the vase in her hand, gazing into the distance. Hope flickered in her eyes, only to be followed by haziness.
She paused, her hoarse voice trembling slightly:
"But...
It's been three thousand years. Why hasn't he returned yet..."
Watching this scene, Lin Qiye felt a sudden pang of bitterness in his heart.
Who could have expected that the once lofty goddess of the night would now appear so helpless and humble?
She was the goddess of the night, but also a mother eagerly waiting for her children's return.
"To cure her illness, we must start from the root..." The doctor's words echoed in Lin Qiye's mind. Lowering his head, he pondered.
The root... Nyx's illness stemmed from the loss of her children.
To heal her, he had to start with her children. But how could he find so many Greek gods? Even if they were brought into this world by the mist, where could he find them? And would these mischievous gods willingly come to Nyx?
Frowning, Lin Qiye thought hard. At this moment, a spark of inspiration flashed through his mind!
Perhaps... this might work?
Lin Qiye stood up, hesitated for a moment as he looked at Nyx's vacant eyes, and finally made up his mind, taking a step forward.
Approaching her, he crouched down, extending his hands to embrace Nyx.
Whispering softly into her ear, he said:
"Mother, I'm back."
At that moment, Nyx's eyes suddenly lit up with an unprecedented brilliance!
She trembled, reaching out with her hands, tightly embracing Lin Qiye. After a long while, she shakily uttered a complete sentence:
"Welcome back, Thanatos, my child..."
