Strongest Maniac: Born in an Asylum

The one-eyed man had seen many strange things.

But it wasn't until he saw this document that he could only say his horizons had been broadened. He had never seen such a person before.

"I want to meet him," the one-eyed man said. He wanted to meet this magical fellow.

He had courted death so many times, yet he hadn't died. He could even survive electrocution. It was strange, very strange. What he could think of was whether the other party was some kind of prodigy with an exceptional gift.

For example, the kind that…

This person is a once-in-a-century martial arts prodigy. If he were to open his Ren and Du meridians, wouldn't he ascend to the heavens?

"What time is it?" Director Hess asked.

The one-eyed man said, "Three o'clock."

Director Hess rolled his eyes. "You know it's three in the morning. Then you should also know that it's time for people to sleep. I'm in my fifties, my hair is white, and I rely on goji berries and red dates to prolong my life every day. You should be leaving soon."

"If you want to see him, you can do it tomorrow."

As he spoke, Director Hess grabbed his hair, his meaning clear. See this? It's all white hair. If you can find a single black hair, I lose.

The one-eyed man didn't say much and left the mental asylum directly.

"Hey! You can go, but give me back the document! That's my life's work! Why are you like this?"

Director Hess shouted after him as he saw the other person leave with the document.

At night!

Everyone was asleep.

After returning to headquarters, the one-eyed man smoked in his office, flipping through the document. The room was filled with smoke. He put down the file, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the still-lit night market outside.

"What an interesting fellow."

The Funeral Dog had sneaked into the mental asylum and turned into a house dog. Ordinary people were easily deceived. To see through an Abyssal entity's true form, only they could do it. It seemed a full-scale sweep was necessary, not a single inch could be missed.

If other Abyssal entities were like the Funeral Dog, the situation would become very serious.

March 3rd!

The weather was clear!

The sun was bright, the temperature lower than yesterday.

Room 666.

Leo opened his eyes and sat quietly on the bed, his expression a little dazed. He sat there in a daze, then stretched his arms and said, "Old Walter, my arms are a little sore."

"I'll give you a few needles, and it'll be fine."

Walter peeked outside and saw that no orderly was checking. He took out a silver needle and inserted it into Leo's arm. The speed was extremely fast, the position precise. Wherever it's wrong, poke it. It's definitely useful.

"How does it feel?"

His acupuncture skills were very powerful, the Galactic Circuit Rotation Technique. It was his years of experience, sending Leo to the emergency room countless times. If it wasn't effective, why would they go to the hospital for treatment?

"The feeling isn't strong enough. It's not like before," Leo said calmly, looking at the silver needle in his arm. He then held the needle and pushed it all the way into his arm. "Mm, this feels much better."

Walter stroked his chin, thinking.

"It seems I didn't poke deep enough."

"Alright."

"Let's drink some soy milk."

Leo said calmly, "I want to drink Coca-Cola."

"Alright, then I'll drink Sprite," Walter said, opening the cabinet and taking out two cartons of soy milk, one for each of them.

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

The old man and the young man drank their soy milk with satisfaction. The taste was excellent. A white liquid dripped from the corner of their mouths. They licked it up, clean, not a drop wasted.

The verdant green lawn.

The mental patients greeted the morning sun, running freely on the grass. This was their happiest day.

Walter and Leo weren't watching the ants move house. Instead, they sat on a bench, motionless, staring into the distance. They were contemplating a very important matter.

What should they do today?

Director Hess and the one-eyed man stood in the corridor in the distance.

The one-eyed man had come to the mental asylum early in the morning, just to see what this exceptionally gifted person was like and what was so amazing about him.

"The one sitting on the bench over there, the youngest one, is Leo," Director Hess said, pointing into the distance.

The one-eyed man looked at Leo's back and asked, "What if, just what if, I find out that he really does have a special talent? Are you willing to let him go?"

Director Hess was stunned, then looked at the one-eyed man very seriously. "Are you serious? The kind that you don't send back?"

"I'm just saying what if. Are you willing?" the one-eyed man said.

"Don't ask me if I'm willing. As long as you say the word, I'll give him to you right now. And it's buy one, get one free. The only requirement is that you don't send him back. And you have to sign a document with me."

"If any accident happens, it has nothing to do with me or the Green Mountain Asylum."

Director Hess found One-Eye to be very cute.

If it were his birthday today, this would be the best gift he could ask for.

"Are you afraid something will happen to him? Don't worry, as long as he doesn't encounter an Abyssal entity, nothing will happen to him," the one-eyed man said.

Director Hess wanted to explain that he wasn't worried about something happening to Leo, but about something happening to the people on his side.

Just yesterday, Leon had been taken to the hospital. He already knew the results of the check-up. He had suffered a slight mental shock, but nothing major.

But after a comprehensive physical examination, it was found that he was infertile. His sperm survival rate was very low, and he might not be able to have children in the future.

This was a huge blow to Leon.

After all, he was still half a virgin. How could this be?

The one-eyed man walked towards Leo, his steps light, silent. As he got closer, he slowly raised his hand and suddenly slapped out. The speed was extremely fast, enough to shatter steel.

If the other party had an exceptional gift, he would definitely be able to react.

But…

His palm stopped behind Leo's head.

The other party had no reaction at all. He even reached up and scratched the back of his head, as if he hadn't noticed.

He was a little disappointed.

Was I wrong?

Perhaps I was just overthinking it.

The one-eyed man wanted to get closer to see the situation. He walked in front of Leo and said, "Can I sit here?"

Leo looked at the one-eyed man, then moved his bottom over and continued to stare into the distance with Walter. His dazed appearance made the one-eyed man begin to doubt his own speculation.

The three of them sat in a row.

No one spoke.

As time went on, the one-eyed man opened his mouth and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"I don't know."

"You don't know what you're looking at, so why are you still looking?"

"I don't know."

One-Eye: "..."

"Did you eat a dog last night?"

The one-eyed man asked. A level-two Abyssal entity had been eaten by them. It was a very strange thing, even a little unbelievable.

"No."

"Me neither."

Leo and Walter came to their senses and shook their heads in denial. This person must be a hidden orderly, a very dangerous existence. They absolutely couldn't expose themselves.

"Oh!"

"How come you only have one eye?"

"He's missing an eye."

The two of them were like they had discovered a new continent, looking at the one-eyed man with great curiosity. All their attention was focused on his eye.

Walter stood up and walked in front of the one-eyed man, lifted his eye patch, then lowered it, and said with a very serious expression, "I can cure you, but you have to let me give you a few needles."

"He's very good," Leo said, rolling up his sleeve and patting his arm. "He's the one who fixed my arm."

The one-eyed man took a deep breath.

Communicating was a bit difficult.

"I heard you like to cultivate, so do you often stick your hands in electrical sockets?" the one-eyed man asked.

Leo shook his head. "No."

"Then do you hit your body with heavy objects?"

Leo shook his head. "No."

"Can you tell me about these things? I'm very interested," the one-eyed man asked.

Leo shook his head. "Impossible."

Damn it!

I can't talk to them anymore.