346: Awkward treatment progress

“So that’s it. It seems your struggle against Azathoth is really difficult.”

Song Zhong sized up the Little Boy, which made the Little Boy feel a bit uneasy.

“Song Zhong, what exactly do you want to do?

I warn you, if I lose in my struggle against Azathoth, this Universe will immediately collapse into disorder and Chaos.

That’s what Cthulhu Gods love to do.

Even you will lose your footing then.”

The Little Boy looked at the half-smile on Song Zhong’s face and always felt that he had ill intentions.

Song Zhong shook his head and said, “You’re worrying too much. I’m just very interested in the power of national destiny of other God Kingdoms.

Since you’re preoccupied now, I’ll help you retrieve those scattered national destinies, hehe…”

The Little Boy was stunned for a moment, then explained softly, “Well, when national destinies were first formed, they were inherently mutually exclusive.

Although I don’t know why you can fuse the national destinies of the Egyptian God Kingdom and Great Xia, trying to fuse other national destinies on top of that will definitely make the difficulty skyrocket.”

“No matter, you don’t need to worry about these issues.” Song Zhong looked at Lin Qi Ye and the Little Boy, “Then I won’t disturb your matters. Goodbye!”

With that, Song Zhong disappeared from Lin Qi Ye’s mental world.

After he left, the Little Boy was clearly still uneasy. He looked around and only after confirming that Song Zhong had indeed left, did he pat his chest and plop down on Lin Qi Ye’s stomach.

“Oh my, that guy is really scary.”

The Little Boy calmed himself down, remembering that he still had things to do.

Just then, Lin Qi Ye’s body suddenly reacted violently, and then with a jolt, Lin Qi Ye sat straight up.

“Cough, cough, cough!”

Lin Qi Ye began to cough violently, looking like a consumptive ghost who had been ill for more than ten years.

It took over a minute for Lin Qi Ye’s coughing to finally subside.

He looked around at the complete darkness, feeling a bit lost, especially at the Little Boy standing in front of him, who surprisingly bore some resemblance to his childhood photos.

“You’re awake. Congratulations, you’re not dead yet.” The Little Boy returned to his calm and collected state.

“Where is this? And who are you?” There had been too many sudden events recently, and Lin Qi Ye’s mind was still a bit muddled.

“Where this is, you should know better than I do.” The Little Boy suddenly played coy.

Lin Qi Ye rubbed his temples and checked his chest, finding no wound.

He tried asking, “This… is my mental world?”

“Bingo!” The Little Boy snapped his fingers and excitedly said, “You got it right, this is your mental world. Because in the real world, you’ve entered a near-death state.”

“Near-death state?” Lin Qi Ye then remembered that he had just been stabbed through the heart by a monk who looked exactly like him.

“Who exactly was that monk?”

The Little Boy pouted and said discontentedly, “You have too many questions. This is your mental world, the person you should be asking the most is yourself.”

“Myself?” Lin Qi Ye pointed at his nose and asked irritably, “If I knew everything, I wouldn’t be here. You must know the truth. To appear in my mental world, tell me, are you a God from the Mental Hospital of Gods?”

“Sigh!” The Little Boy sighed, “Never mind, let me show you something first.”

After speaking, the Little Boy stretched out a hand and pointed. Lin Qi Ye suddenly felt as if something had appeared on top of his head.

He looked up and saw a phosphorescent green progress bar appear above him.

He was all too familiar with this progress bar, as the progress bars of the patients in the Mental Hospital of Gods looked exactly like this.

“This is a treatment progress bar? Am I… sick?”

Lin Qi Ye looked at the progress bar above his head, feeling a bit strange.

“That’s right, you’re sick. It’s amnesia. Strictly speaking, it’s also a type of mental illness.” The Little Boy said, crossing his arms.

“Amnesia?” Lin Qi Ye carefully recalled his memories from childhood to adulthood and found that he could remember everything clearly.

“Impossible, I remember everything that happened very clearly, it’s impossible to have amnesia.” Lin Qi Ye said.

“Is that so?” The Little Boy chuckled, “That’s just the memories of this lifetime, just a small part of your memories.

You’ve forgotten too much, even your own Forbidden Territory.”

Lin Qi Ye opened his mouth and asked, “My… Forbidden Territory?”

The Little Boy nodded, “That’s right, you yourself have a Forbidden Territory.”

Lin Qi Ye suddenly understood. From the beginning until now, all his abilities came from the Gods. He had never mastered his own power.

“But how do I find my past memories? How do I retrieve my own abilities?” Lin Qi Ye asked.

“You’ve already done the whole ‘acquiring abilities’ thing many times, haven’t you?” The Little Boy said with a smile.

Lin Qi Ye looked up at the progress bar again and said uncertainly, “You mean, advancing the treatment progress and then extracting abilities?”

The Little Boy smiled and nodded, tacitly agreeing with Lin Qi Ye’s statement.

But this stumped Lin Qi Ye. As the saying goes, 'a doctor finds it hard to cure himself.' Although he had many methods for treating the Gods before, when it came to himself, he really didn't know where to start.

Seeing Lin Qi Ye deep in thought, the Little Boy knew it was his turn to act.

“Lin Qi Ye, tell me the story of this life of yours.” The Little Boy squatted on the ground, blinking his eyes and saying.

“Okay!” A strange feeling suddenly rose in Lin Qi Ye’s heart, “It’s a long story.”

“Don’t worry, we have plenty of time here.” The Little Boy said.

“Then let’s start with Aunt and Yang Jin.”

So, Lin Qi Ye began from his home in Cangnan City, to Zhao Kongcheng, the 136 Squad, then to the Training Camp and the current Reserve Squad…

Lin Qi Ye spoke lost in thought, and the progress bar above his head also began to advance gradually.

21%, 22%… 49%

Lin Qi Ye finished his story, but the treatment progress bar was stuck at 49%, which was quite awkward.

According to the extraction rules, the treatment progress needed to reach 50% before abilities could be extracted.

Lin Qi Ye looked at the progress bar, a look of disappointment on his face. Why was it just a little bit short, just that tiny bit?

The Little Boy’s face also showed an anxious expression, “Lin Qi Ye, think again, are there no other stories in your memory?”