Chapter 90 VI. Patients

   Use the rumored evil spirit as a tool.

  The first generation of demon slayers is a legendary existence comparable to the terrifying and powerful evil spirits in every sense.

   After several generations of improvement, the sanity test is divided into two forms: written test and physical test. The former assesses mental state by simply sitting at a desk and answering some questions, then waiting for an assessment. The latter is to determine the sanity threshold and need to contact those weirdness.

   Some of the existing demon slayer organizations mostly adopt the former, and they only need to determine whether the mental state of the participants is normal.

   And the latter is often seen in well-organized organizations, such as the Night's Watch.

   "You already know what sanity is for, so here's the second thing I'm going to say: why you need sanity."

   The original slayers suffered a lot from dealing with the weirdness of the world, even though early Einstein had already put forward the sanity theory.

  Because no one knows what affects them, most incidents are resolved: the slayer rushes to the weird place, the slayer solves the weirdness, and the slayer goes crazy.

   And gradually, they began to know that the weirdness was like a source of infection, and getting too close to them would drive them crazy. They began to know that they were approaching the breaking point when a murmur began to loom in their ears. They come to know that weird and weird are different. It was a branch extending from an evil ancient tree that gave off a malevolent aura.

  It was an era of building up with life and dispelling the fog step by step.

   This groping continued until Einstein perfected his sanity theory and successfully produced a sanity test.

  The slayers can finally systematically understand their own physical conditions, and take a rest or retire—this will undoubtedly keep the fire of the slayers burning continuously.

   But in essence, the living environment of human beings has not improved because of this - the slayers still haven't found a real way to deal with these endless weirdness.

   Sanity will still decrease after contact with the monster, and the decrease is almost irreversible. Demon Slayers who have reached a critical sanity point need to rest for a long time.

   They have nothing to do with your emotions - it doesn't matter who you are, your personality, it doesn't matter.

   This is very disappointing.

When a lonely boat sailed on the sea, the survivor of the long-suffering finally had a torch to disperse the fog around him. He held the torch high, only to find that the tentacles he had been fighting with all his strength were just a huge outline. One of them, there are thousands of them hidden around.

  The story after that has nothing to do with sanity, and Joel continues to tell it just to make the end of popular science less abrupt.

  The third generation of demon slayers is divided into slayers and exorcists. Scattered, they established their own organizations or were alone. The slayers deal with strange events and ensure the stability of the area. Exorcists deal with ghost events and keep ordinary people safe.

  Joel stared at Lu Li: "That's why there is such a saying, the more you know, the faster you die."

   "What happens when the Sanity value drops?" Lu Li asked immediately, as if he had already prepared the question.

"At first it was an auditory hallucination, pay attention when the whispers start to echo in your ear, you are close to the critical point. Then there is the hallucination, you will see some projections from the inner world, even if there is no broken candle. Observing them. Need me to explain the inner world and the delusion... oh it looks like you know, good. Then you get more serious and you will find that the projections of those inner worlds can detect you and start pointing towards your location move--"

  Joel stopped short of speaking, the fear in the depths of his eyes caused a slight fluctuation in his sanity, but he continued to speak. "Most people go mad at this stage. No one seems to know what happens after that, just like no one knows what exists a few kilometers deep in the ocean."

  Lu Li was thoughtful.

   The sanity value in Joel's mouth has little to do with the door, but it fits with the psychic gun to some extent.

The    sanity reduction fits perfectly with the side effects of the psychic gun.

So when Lu Li took off the holster behind his waist and put it on the table, Joel showed admiration in his eyes: "Yes, standard equipment for exorcists and slayers; homologous with weird attributes - it It will also reduce your Sanity value."

   At this point, Lu Li walked ahead of Hades. Hades only knew that prolonged exposure to the flintlock would make him fall into the inner world, but he didn't know why.

  Lu Li retracted his flintlock gun: "Where am I going to test my sanity status?"

   "Go to the Exorcist Slayers, or join the Night's Watch."

  Joel has a good sense of Lu Li, which is why he said so much. But Joel wasn't going to waste any more time. He left his seat, walked to the door, opened the office door, and called for Deputy Sheriff Valentine.

   The two said something in a low voice at the door, and turned to look at Lu Li in the office: "Let's go, go see those who have been victimized."

   The three walked to the interior of the police station, and an iron door leading to the basement was open.

  Joel walked down the steps and found that Valentine was still following him. He tilted his head and said strangely, "You also want to go down with us?"

  Valentan's face was shaking, and it seemed that this decision made him very difficult: "They are my subordinates, and I can't ignore them."

   "Then follow." Joel nodded, took the gas lamp handed by the policeman beside the iron gate, and continued down.

  Although the police station has electricity, it does not mean that it can be used at will, especially for the basement where prisoners are held.

   As the three walked down the steps, the sound of mourning echoed, faintly entering the ears from the depths of the damp corridor.

   "Try not to communicate with them, and don't listen carefully to their ravings, that will affect your sanity." Joel remembered something, and didn't turn his head to remind the two of them.

   "Why put it here." Lu Li asked.

  Joel sighed: "We don't want to, but it's hidden enough here and closed enough."

   After walking the last step, countless hysterical roars crowded together, echoing in the small space, like being in hell.

  These patients roared tirelessly, with blue veins all over their foreheads and twisted faces.

Joel looked at the figures behind the bars on the stretcher bed, and glanced at Valentine, who was pale and regretted following, with a bit of mockery: "This is what we have been facing. Otherwise, do you think Why is my status as an ordinary member of the night watch higher than yours?"

   He looked at Lu Li again: "You are calm, and the most important thing is to be smart. Because you know what you need to know and what you need to avoid. Are you interested in joining us?"

"Do not……"

  The sound stops. Lu Li's eyes passed through the iron bars and landed on a patient struggling like a fish on the shore.

   Maybe it was out of sympathy, or maybe he wanted to leave a way out for himself, who was being targeted by the door, Lu Li changed his words.

   "Not for now."

   (end of this chapter)