I don't want to come up with a funny book title anymore.

"How are you feeling?" Xie Fengnan asked.

“It’s strange…” Kun Zeyuan touched the tree one moment and the grass the next.

From his perspective, the world was incredibly bright, which made him feel very unfamiliar with it.

He had to keep touching these flowers, plants, and trees to confirm that they were real.

He could still hear some very faint sounds.

The rustling of the grass blades unfurling, the gentle trembling of the flowers blooming—I had never noticed these sounds before, but now they are so clear.

Kun Zeyuan lay down, pressed his ear to the ground, and listened intently to the hidden sounds beneath the earth.

He heard the sound of grass roots struggling in the darkness; though the sound was small, it was full of power.

He gently touched the ground with his fingers, as if communicating with it silently.

Xie Fengnan watched his actions and listened to his description.

Okay, so it's confirmed to be schizophrenia.

The spirits of the four directions are born and nurtured by nature, ruling out the possibility that the Kunze Abyss is hereditary.

The boy said he hadn't experienced these abnormalities before, so it shouldn't be a trauma left over from the great battle.

So what did he do to get himself into this state?

After listening to the sound, Kun Zeyuan slowly stood up and took a deep breath.

"I can smell the fragrance of every flower and plant, the moist scent of the soil, and the fresh fragrance of the trees."

"They blend together to create an incredibly complex and captivating flavor."

He closed his eyes, as if savoring something.

However, a moment later, a look of pain appeared on Kun Zeyuan's face.

"Don't overthink it," Xie Fengnan said, pulling Kun Zeyuan back to reality.

He tried to regulate his breathing, attempting to calm his overly sensitive nerves. "I'm sorry, I..."

Kun Zeyuan wanted to say something, but he stopped himself from speaking.

He was so anxious that sweat beaded on his forehead, but he just couldn't express himself.

"It's okay, I understand."

Watching their actions from a distance, Chu Jiaoyang was completely baffled. Why did this person look so strange?

The boy, however, quietly left at some point.

"I want to... be alone for a while..." Kun Zeyuan said hesitantly to Xie Fengnan.

“Yes, that’s fine,” Xie Fengnan said, indicating his understanding.

Judging from the fact that Kun Zeyuan can still communicate, the situation shouldn't be so serious as to be beyond repair.

Give him some time and let things take their course.

"Boss, what's going on?" Chu Jiaoyang had a gut feeling that there was some gossip going on.

“He’s sick.” Xie Fengnan originally wanted to say that he was ill and that’s why he looked abnormal, but he felt that the wording was a bit ambiguous, so he changed his words.

"Huh? Even a strong person like him can get sick?"

Chu Jiaoyang could sense that Kun Zeyuan was not weak. What kind of virus was so terrifying that it could turn such a powerful person into this state?

"...mental disorders."

Xie Fengnan explained to Chu Jiaoyang and Jiang Moran what schizophrenia is and also talked about the treatment options.

"So, all we need to do is show him more care and love? And then give him some medicine?" Chu Jiaoyang brilliantly summarized the key points.

"You're not wrong with what I'm saying," Xie Fengnan agreed.

"So where do we go to find medicine for him?" Jiang Moran asked.

Xie Fengnan wanted to take out the medication for treating mental illness directly.

But isn't it a bit strange that he carries medication for this disease with him?

Moreover, Kunzeyuan is a spirit in human form, so it's unknown whether it will work on him.

So he could only vaguely reply, "Let's ask Blazing Flame Li and the others if they have anything to say."

Anyway, Blazing Flame Glass taught them how to summon the path, making it incredibly convenient to come and go.

"That's all we can do." Chu Jiaoyang glanced at the sky; it was almost time to feed Huodou.

Jiang Mo Ran pondered for a moment before slowly speaking: "So, for now, we can only try some psychological treatment methods?"

Xie Fengnan nodded.

"Boss, shall I go to the Spirit Origin Realm?" Chu Jiaoyang volunteered.

"Go ahead, go ahead." Xie Fengnan waved his hand. "Be careful on the road, and come back soon."

Chu Jiaoyang and Huo Dou's figures quickly disappeared from sight.

"This time you don't want me to go with him?" Jiang Moran asked Xie Fengnan, raising an eyebrow.

"You'll go just because I tell you to?" Xie Fengnan retorted.

"I'm not going." Jiang Mo Ran had thought there was a deeper meaning behind Xie Feng Nan's arrangement last time, but now he knew it was just an excuse for Xie Feng Nan to get rid of him.

Therefore, he must see what methods Xie Fengnan will use to deal with these spirits from all directions.

"That settles it then." Xie Fengnan shrugged. Some excuses only work once, so he simply stopped bothering with them.

We're all smart people; some things are understood without being said.

Are you going to give him treatment?

With Xie Fengnan's strength, he could easily take the person away by force, so why do something that would only cause trouble for himself?

"why not?"

Because of his past experience with mental illness, Xie Fengnan couldn't say he fully empathized with Kun Zeyuan, but he could understand some of his pain.

Without external intervention, this disease will slowly erode the patient's rationality and orderly genes.

It can also plunge the patient into a state of chaotic disorder from which they cannot extricate themselves, ultimately leading to self-destruction.

Therefore, Xie Fengnan did not consider forcibly taking him away, because such a method would most likely worsen his condition.

Just as Chu Jiaoyang said, as long as we show him more care, communicate with him appropriately, and respect his personal wishes, there is a very high chance that he will recover.

This will just take some time.

But having been caught in the rain myself, I also wanted to hold an umbrella for others.

"What are you going to do?"

Since Xie Fengnan is not prepared to take strong measures, then the only option left is to take a conciliatory approach.

"Invite him to dinner?"

Xie Fengnan looked at the gradually darkening sky and said slowly.

Jiang Moran:......

His body was already building the stove on its own.

When Jiang Moran came to her senses, she felt that Xie Fengnan's method of taming people was truly terrifying.

Even he got infected!

There's no way around it; everyone's just being honest and straightforward.

With Chu Jiaoyang absent, Xie Fengnan had his own spare fire-starting tools.

The question is given by the system.

As the fragrance spread, even Kun Zeyuan, who had been touching things all over the place, was drawn in.

His eyes were fixed on the freshly roasted duck.

"We can't eat yet, we have to wait for everyone to arrive."

Xie Fengnan said this to him while busy making cucumber salad.

Kun Zeyuan looked at the duck bone soup, then at his own hands, and suddenly felt ashamed.

I feel like I don't fit in with them.

A hint of melancholy flashed in his eyes, and he slowly lowered his head.

Xie Fengnan keenly noticed his change in mood. "I guess we'll have to wait a bit longer. You can play a little longer."

He didn't directly tell Kun Zeyuan to tidy himself up, because overly sensitive people tend to overthink the meaning behind other people's words.

Even if it's just the literal meaning, schizophrenic patients live in their own world.