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Chapter 125 Your friend Gu Mian has joined the battlefield
The fat man's head was a little empty.

He saw Gu Mian's sinister face appear above the ghost's head, staring down at its scalp.

Looking at Gu Mian, the fat man momentarily forgot to struggle and was dragged to the wardrobe in a daze.

At this moment, the ghost's half-exposed pale face grinned even more ferociously, and it suddenly exerted force, seemingly trying to drag the fat man in directly.

But at that moment, Gu Mian, who had been silent behind it, suddenly reached out and put her hand on the shoulder of the face in front of it, and said the words that the fat man would never forget in his life: "You're sick, you need treatment."

Dissociative identity disorder is a particularly troublesome condition for many doctors.

It's difficult to determine whether this disease has been cured, and no one can be sure whether the alternate personality has been completely eliminated.

But it's different for Gu Mian.

Although this was his first time dealing with a patient with dissociative identity disorder, he was confident that the patient's condition would not relapse.

The fat man sat half-on the ground with his head tilted back.

He watched as Gu Mian took out his saw, which didn't quite resemble a medical chainsaw, and then sawed through the neck of the ghost in front of him.

Then Gu Mian muttered to herself, "As long as I saw off the alternate personality, this disease will never recur."

The fat man's breath hitched; what he said seemed to make a lot of sense!

Just as Gu Mian placed the saw on the ghost's neck, he noticed that Zhao Lei's suspicion of him suddenly jumped from 0 to 60.

I've reached the passing grade; there's absolutely no way I can complete the side quests.

This is actually quite normal. Gu Mian thought that if he were a ghost, and someone dared to take a saw and saw his neck, he would also doubt whether this person was a normal person.

Perhaps because it was a second personality, the fat man didn't see the blood splattering everywhere. After the ghost's neck was slightly sawed, it let out a miserable scream, which, if you had to describe it, was similar to the squeal of a pig being slaughtered alive.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost suddenly exploded, not in the form of flesh bursting apart, but like a cloud of black mist that spread outwards and then disappeared.

At the same time, the scenery around them suddenly began to change. Gu Mian looked around and wondered why they seemed to have returned to the mirror world.

Just as the fat man showed a strange expression, he heard a noise coming from downstairs.

Gu Mian pushed open the cabinet door, picked up the saw, and walked towards the bedroom door.

The door to the room in the outside world was tightly closed, but the door to the room in the mirror world was not closed.

Gu Mian walked straight out.

The fat man scrambled to his feet in a panic, following behind Gu Mian: "By the way, doctor, how did you get out of here...?"

I'll tell you later.

Chu Changge had moved to the window at some point. He watched the two people in front of him leave the room and followed them.

The group quickly descended to the first floor.

A figure was sitting on the floor in the middle of the living room on the first floor.

The fat man squinted and stared, then took a few steps back after seeing clearly. The reason was simple: the person sitting on the living room floor was Zhao Lei.

"Is this the same ghost from before?" the fat man asked in a low voice, sounding a little guilty.

At this moment, Chu Changge walked up from behind: "No, this is the primary personality."

The figure on the ground had its head drooping and looked very weak.

Now the fat man finally understood why Zhao Lei's face had always looked so weak; it was because the alter ego's killing had also drained his energy.

Zhao Lei's face was very pale. Although it was white, it was quite different from the pale face of the ghost before.

He was looking down, his mouth opening and closing as if he were saying something.

The fat man listened carefully and then he heard Zhao Lei muttering, "I remember... I remember everything..."

At the same time, a series of cracking sounds echoed throughout the building. "Crack," "Crack," "Crack"

It sounded like a mirror shattering, a sound coming from all directions, emanating from every corner, making the fat man's scalp tingle.

"Is this mirror world about to shatter?" The fat man swallowed hard.

"Mm," Chu Changge nodded.

Zhao Lei, standing in the middle of the living room, lowered his head and covered his face with his hands.

Blood seeped from between his fingers, the world began to distort, the walls beside them began to twist into bizarre shapes, and the stairs behind them began to bend.

The fat man glanced back; the stairs had become a twisted mess.

The floor beneath their feet rippled like water, making it difficult for those on it to stand steadily.

The whole world began to collapse.

Zhao Lei covered his face and made a muffled sound.

"My life feels like a joke."

"What I saw was fake, what I thought was fake, I've never truly understood others, nor have I truly understood myself..."

The fat man glanced at Gu Mian tremblingly: "Doctor, you've been in the mirror the longest, do you know what exactly happened?"

Gu Mian looked at Zhao Lei and said, "I know."

Upon hearing this, the fat man seemed to want to ask more questions, but then felt that the timing wasn't right, so he shut his mouth.

"I am cowardly, foolish, and selfish..."

As Zhao Lei spoke, the sounds of shattering grew louder and louder, and even plaster fell from the ceiling.

"I don't want to face reality... I don't want to remember those things. I keep thinking about forgetting them. If I just forget them... will it make me feel better?"

Zhao Lei muttered to himself as he looked up and around, as if searching for something.

His expression was fervent and yearning, as if a dying man were searching for a miracle cure.

At this point, the space had become extremely distorted.

An entire wall twisted and shattered, making the sound of shattering glass.

Gu Mian looked down at Zhao Lei, whose face was full of anxiety, and slowly said, "It's dead, and you can't forget it."

Zhao Lei suddenly stopped, and the distortion of the entire space also stopped.

Many people know the phrase "the calm before the storm," and even though the fat man wasn't highly educated, he instantly remembered it.

But before he could speak, a storm suddenly struck, and the entire space collapsed abruptly.

The fat man felt as if the ceiling had collapsed.

Just as the ceiling crashed down, he seemed to see the panel that had suddenly popped up on him again, with words like "Honkai Impact" and "Out of Service" written on it.

But there's no time to worry about that now.

In the chaos, the fat man suddenly shouted, "Doctor, did you forget something, you bastard?!"

After the fat man reminded her, Gu Mian remembered.

He remembered hitting a bus that was illegally parked across the road not long ago.

When he crashed into the bus, there were people chasing him from behind.

The author will start updating at a breakneck pace next month! I'll definitely finish adding all the extra chapters by then! (Speaking of which, tomorrow seems to be next month already...)
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