Strongest Maniac: Born in an Asylum

"Don't come any closer!"

The cute and pure Ying sat paralyzed in the filthy water, her scalp tingling. Her lovely face gradually twisted into a snarl. Her hands flailed, grabbing at the surrounding garbage and throwing it forward.

The Buddhist youth leaned against the wall, the prayer beads in his hand shattered and scattered on the ground. Half of his head had been chewed off, fresh blood mixing with the dirty water.

The Daoist youth lay on the ground, his body horribly mauled, letting out a weak cry, "Help me, someone save me…"

Clatter! Clatter!

The sound of heavy footsteps echoed in the darkness. A canine creature emerged from the shadows. The Abyssal entity, the Funeral Dog, was covered in a faint black mist, its teeth bared, its intertwined fangs ferocious and terrifying. A viscous liquid dripped onto the ground.

Half of a peach wood sword was stuck in the Funeral Dog's body.

The battle just now had been fierce, but the Funeral Dog was cunning. It used the dark environment to its advantage, moving like a ghost. It didn't engage in a direct confrontation, but instead launched surprise attacks when its opponents were unprepared.

Abyssal entities have intelligence.

Some species are no less intelligent than humans.

Especially canines.

The Funeral Dog walked towards Ying step by step. For the cute lolita girl, she was filled with regret. Why did she have to chase after it? Seeing her companions die one by one in front of her, her spirit had completely collapsed.

Woof~

The Funeral Dog was an Abyssal entity, but it was still a dog. Its bark was naturally a 'woof'.

Suddenly!

The Mount Mao youth lunged out from the darkness, tackling the Funeral Dog to the ground. He wrapped his hands around the Funeral Dog's neck and, looking up, roared with a heart-wrenching cry, "Ying, run! Run! I'll hold it off for you! Remember my name, I'm called Little Mao, and I have something to tell you…"

Ying screamed in terror, scrambling away into the distance. She couldn't hear the Mount Mao youth's words at all. She didn't want to die here.

Abyssal entities are so scary. I want to go home and be a good girl.

I don't want to join the special department. I can't protect humanity. I need someone else to protect me.

The Funeral Dog tried to shake off the Mount Mao youth, but to protect his goddess, the Mount Mao youth erupted with a strength he had never possessed before.

Even if the kettle was boiling hot, he wouldn't let go.

The Mount Mao youth bit his fingertip and drew a talisman on the Funeral Dog's head, chanting an incantation.

"Heaven is round, the earth is square, nine laws and regulations, I now write, all evil shall submit…"

Boom!

The Funeral Dog, with the youth's body in tow, slammed into a nearby wall.

Pfft!

The Mount Mao youth's back was severely injured. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his hands releasing the Abyssal entity, and he lay quietly on the ground.

The Funeral Dog's eyes gleamed with ferocity as it tore into the Mount Mao youth's body.

"The fallen flower has feelings for the flowing water, but the flowing water has no feelings for the fallen flower."

"They were right. In the end, I'm just a simp."

The Mount Mao youth's mind was calm. He slowly raised his hand and completed the final talisman.

"Vanquish!"

Then his arm fell limp.

A golden talisman appeared out of thin air and landed on the Funeral Dog. A violent explosion echoed, and the Funeral Dog's fur was blown off, the searing pain sending it rolling on the ground.

In the distance.

Ying's tears and snot mixed together. She just wanted to live. Seeing the sunlight shining down from a manhole cover up ahead, her heart leaped again. That was the exit. If she left this place, everything would be safe, everything would be over.

She quickly climbed the ladder, afraid of being caught if she was too slow.

Her shoes were wet and slippery.

She was about to reach the outside world when, with a cry, her foot slipped. She fell from the high ladder with a crisp thud.

"My leg! It hurts so much!"

The manhole was three meters high. Falling from that height, her ankle was injured, the pain unbearable.

She had never suffered like this before.

At the academy, the senior students had helped her, and the junior students had supported her, making her feel that the world was a beautiful place.

She had never imagined that reality would be so dangerous.

"I have to live! I have to get out of this hellhole!"

She grabbed the ladder again, wanting to climb up. Suddenly, a chill ran down her spine. She felt a sense of danger behind her. She slowly turned her head, but before she could see what it was, with a scream, she was dragged into the darkness.

"No…"

Ying reached for the sunlight, but it was all in vain. Gradually… darkness enveloped her.

No!

A lolita!

This is a loss for everyone.

Rumble! Rumble!

"Old Walter, I'm so hungry."

Leo clutched his rumbling stomach. Cultivating felt great, but being hungry was terrible. He wanted to eat.

Walter, who had been watching the ants move house with his butt in the air, rolled up his sleeve and looked at the time. "It's only ten-thirty. We still have half an hour until lunch. Why don't you bear with it for a little longer?"

"I'm so hungry, so hungry."

He was really, really hungry. He had never felt so hungry before. He just wanted to eat something to fill his stomach.

Walter scratched his head, not knowing what to do.

Suddenly, he saw the hardworking ants moving house and said with delight, "I have an idea! Ants are edible! I saw it on TV. It's called 'ants climbing a tree'. But don't worry, I'll try it for you first to see how it tastes."

Then, Walter picked up an ant. It was very small, very tiny, and easy to lose.

Ah~

He opened his mouth, let go, and the ant fell into his mouth.

"How is it?" Leo asked curiously.

Walter was silent for a moment, trying to taste it. Finally, he said disappointedly, "I don't feel anything. There's no taste at all. I can't even chew it."

Just then.

An orderly shouted, "Lunchtime! Everyone gather! We're going to the cafeteria! And someone wake up the guy sleeping over there! Tell him not to sleep, it's going to rain."

"Let's eat!" Leo's eyes lit up. He pulled Walter and went to get in line.

Walter wailed, "Wait! There's only one ant left to move! I want to see the end!"

But his wish was destined to fail.

The Cafeteria.

Leo sat obediently, his hands folded, his palms on the back of his hands, his body sitting up straight, just like in school when the teacher told them to put their hands up and not move, waiting quietly.

There was an orderly at every table.

The orderlies' workload was very heavy. They couldn't hit or scold the mental patients. They needed to have a tolerant heart.

This was Director Hess's rule.

Director Hess had studied many cases of mental patients killing orderlies and found a common point: these orderlies who were killed had a discriminatory attitude towards the mental patients, often hitting and scolding them, which led to the patients' conditions worsening and them committing extreme acts.

"Everyone, be good and sit down. If you're good, you'll get an extra chicken leg."

A female orderly's gentle voice, full of motherly love, cared for everyone. She was a kind-hearted woman who wouldn't discriminate against someone just because they were a mental patient. Instead, she used love to reform them and would sometimes listen to what the mental patients had to say.

To others, what the mental patients said was just a bunch of strange things.

But she could feel the pain in their hearts from their words, a pain that no one else could understand.

For example…

"I'm hungry," Leo said.

Such a direct request, how could it not be resolved?