35: Chapter 35 Yang Shan, a Level B Transcender

Outside the door, a long, dim corridor stretched and wound into the distance.

The sound of the alloy door being blasted open had not disturbed anyone; the scene of staff rushing out to check the situation did not occur.

The surroundings remained deathly silent, with only Chen Moxuan's footsteps echoing through the corridor, one by one, clearly audible.

Soon, Chen Moxuan's gaze locked onto a room that looked like a staff room.

He strode forward, reached out to grab the doorknob, and twisted it hard, only to find that the door was locked.

Anxiety and irritation welled up in his heart instantly. Not caring about much else, Chen Moxuan tensed the muscles in his arm and exerted force to wrench it downward.

With a crisp "crack," the doorknob and the lock were ripped clean off by him.

Chen Moxuan rushed into the room impatiently, only to find the lights on inside as well.

Looking closely, he saw the male nurse who had previously led him to the ward was fast asleep, sprawled across the desk.

"He can't even be woken up by such a loud noise, sleeping like a dead pig. No wonder there was no response after pressing the bell for so long."

Chen Moxuan muttered under his breath, casting a hurried glance at the male nurse.

The next second, his eyes lit up; there happened to be a bathroom in this room.

"I'll borrow the bathroom."

Without a moment's hesitation, Chen Moxuan lifted his foot and walked in quickly.

He impatiently tore off the clothes that were stuck to his body from sweat and grime, tossed them on the floor, and quickly turned on the shower.

With a "whoosh," the warm water cascaded down like a waterfall, instantly enveloping him.

Chen Moxuan closed his eyes, tilted his head back, and fully enjoyed the washing of the water.

Ten minutes later, Chen Moxuan walked out of the bathroom, looking relaxed.

Glancing at the pile of dirty clothes on the floor that couldn't be worn again, he raised his hand and shook the black god bracelet on his wrist, activating the pre-set program with a thought.

In the blink of an eye, a set of black combat gear quickly covered Chen Moxuan's entire body like a tide.

Although it was combat gear, Chen Moxuan had specifically designed its appearance to be closer to daily wear; at first glance, it was indistinguishable from ordinary black sportswear.

After all, Chen Moxuan considered the combat gear mode quite useless, so the design was merely to avoid ending up naked during a fight.

Turning the black god bracelet into combat gear to cover the whole body did improve overall defense and speed, but it wasn't worth it compared to the increased rate of Qi and blood consumption.

One must know that the total amount of nanobots was fixed; if they spread evenly across every part of the body, their strength would inevitably be greatly compromised.

In combat, the most appropriate way to use the black god bracelet was to have the nanobots combine into compact weapons based on the actual situation.

Or, to only have them cover the parts about to be attacked to strengthen defense.

However, this kind of adaptability could only be achieved if led by the Mechanical Race Xiao Bo; for now, Chen Moxuan could only change it according to established programs.

"Finally, I feel comfortable."

Chen Moxuan couldn't help but say with relief, then slowly looked around the room.

The irritation caused by his previous germaphobia had made him unable to settle down; only now could he calm his mind and observe carefully.

Only then did he notice that on one wall of the room, equipment like rubber batons and riot shields were neatly hung.

On the other side, multiple display screens were arranged closely together, densely covering the entire wall, with the images flickering on the screens appearing to be surveillance of various rooms.

"Are they actually all asleep?"

Chen Moxuan frowned, a feeling of inexplicable alertness welling up in his heart.

The commotion he had caused was not small at all; by all logic, it should have been enough to wake up everyone in the Qingqiu Psychiatric Hospital.

Whether it was the patients who had fallen into a deep sleep early on in the previous room, or the male nurse in front of him who was sleeping with the lights on like a dead pig, everything was highly suspicious.

From what he saw on the screens right now, not a single person in the entire Qingqiu Psychiatric Hospital was awake; it was deathly silent, so quiet that it made one's hair stand on end.

Chen Moxuan walked slowly to the side of the male nurse sprawled on the desk and tentatively reached out to push him:

"Hey, wake up."

The male nurse remained motionless, showing no reaction to his actions.

"Hey." Chen Moxuan pushed him again.

"You are really noisy… I'm getting on in years, so my sleep is quite light."

In an instant, a voice filled with chilliness echoed eerily from behind Chen Moxuan.

Chen Moxuan didn't look back; he pivoted his body and fiercely kicked backward.

In a place like this, at a time like this, anyone appearing suddenly behind him could only be an enemy to him.

This kick carried a fierce wind and was extremely sharp, yet the person who arrived caught it steadily, only being pushed back a few steps by the impact.

At this moment, Chen Moxuan finally saw the other person's appearance clearly.

That was a middle-aged uncle, with hair disheveled and a face full of messy stubble.

Heavy dark circles hung under his eyes, which were bloodshot, revealing an indescribable madness.

"This kind of strength… Are you a Transcendent? No wonder you didn't fall asleep."

The middle-aged man spoke slowly, his voice trembling slightly, unable to hide his excitement.

Chen Moxuan didn't hesitate for a moment; he exerted force with his feet and attacked the middle-aged man again.

Since the other party could steadily catch his kick, he was nine times out of ten a Transcendent.

Fighting a Transcendent required a quick finish, using a fierce offensive to catch the opponent off guard, leaving them no time to use unknown Special Abilities.

But just as Chen Moxuan approached the middle-aged man and was only a few steps away, a strong sense of abnormality suddenly struck him.

In an instant, he felt his brain dazed, his thoughts becoming chaotic and unclear, and his body seemed no longer under his own control, with every muscle feeling as heavy as if filled with lead.

A powerful wave of sleepiness surged over him; Chen Moxuan's legs went weak, and he fell straight onto the floor.

"This sleepiness… something is wrong. Is it his Special Ability?"

Chen Moxuan pinched his thigh hard, attempting to use pain to fight this sleepiness, but it had no effect; his eyelids grew heavier, and his vision gradually blurred.

"It's useless. At this distance, you cannot resist my Special Ability," the middle-aged man said eerily.

"No matter who you are, disturbing my sleep has very serious consequences…"

In the final moments before his consciousness faded, what came into view within Chen Moxuan's blurred vision were the middle-aged man's bloodshot eyes.

His eyes were flashing with a fanatical light, as if he had seen a plump prey.

The man was named Yang Shan, the actual manager of this Qingqiu Psychiatric Hospital, with a B-Rank Transcendent comprehensive rating.

His Special Ability, [Endless Nightmare], could make people within a certain range fall into a deep sleep; the closer they were to him, the stronger the sleep effect.

When at the closest distance, only those with Mental Energy far higher than his could resist it.

For those who fell into a deep sleep under the influence of his Special Ability, Yang Shan could manifest the nightmares they feared most in their hearts.

He could enter these dreams to influence them, thereby torturing the other party until their spirit collapsed.

In Yang Shan's eyes, this psychiatric hospital was his exclusive playground.

His greatest hobby was to use his own ability to make all the patients in the entire psychiatric hospital fall into a deep sleep when he went to sleep, randomly selecting some people to sneak into their dreams and torture them at will.

Because of this, Yang Shan's sleep was extremely light, and he was easily woken up by the slightest movement.

Therefore, Yang Shan liked the way the entire psychiatric hospital was silent.

At specific times, he would even make all the staff fall into a deep sleep to ensure quiet sleep.

"After torturing ordinary people for so long, I don't yet know what it feels like to torture a Transcendent," Yang Shan muttered softly.

"I'm really looking forward to it… the expression when they collapse."

After speaking, Yang Shan grabbed Chen Moxuan's leg with one hand, and like dragging an object, walked out dragging him step by step.

He dragged him all the way to a room with a sign hanging that read 'Treatment Room'.