I, a Mental Patient, Was Chosen to Participate in AnalogHorror-Chapter 496 - 462 Clown Mask

Jiang Xiao stood in place, breathing deeply.

The power of Bai Liu also rapidly receded, and his body returned to normal.

But inside, he was still filled with the aftertaste of battle.

He knew that in this battle, he had not only defeated Pan Niwhys but, more importantly, he had conquered the illusion in his own heart.

As Jiang Xiao was about to leave the children’s health care center, he suddenly noticed a streak of black light flash across the ground.

"Eh?"

Jiang Xiao crouched down, his gaze sharply fixating on the "clown mask".

It lay quietly on the ground at this time, the surrounding air seeming to twist because of its presence.

The black light on the mask flickered occasionally, as if conveying its extraordinary nature.

He reached out a hand, his fingertips almost touching the dim light when he stopped at the very last moment.

Jiang Xiao’s intuition told him that this mask was far from ordinary, it might contain some residual power of Pan Niwhys, or it could even be a trap.

But he also understood that such an item, whether for research or as a trophy, held immeasurable value.

As the saying goes, the bold are never short of luck—­he decided to take the risk.

He carefully picked up the mask, intending to examine what exactly the black light on it was...

At that moment.

Jiang Xiao’s pupils instantly climbed with a layer of black light, as if thousands of people were whispering in his ear.

The voices were complex and intricate, like the murmurs from another world.

He tried desperately to concentrate, trying to catch the content of these voices.

But when he listened carefully, he heard nothing, and all that was left was silence.

A wave of dizziness came over him, the entire world spinning in his view, but he forcefully steadied himself, not allowing himself to fall.

In this dizzying feeling, his consciousness seemed to be pulled into another space.

Suddenly, a fuzzy figure appeared in his consciousness, someone wearing a similar mask, extending a hand to Jiang Xiao from the darkness.

The hand seemed to be tempting him, guiding him into an unknown realm.

"Come, child, you were meant to belong here..."

Jiang Xiao tried to resist this temptation, but he found his will seemed to be drawn by some force, his hand involuntarily moving closer to the outstretched hand.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the figure’s hand, he abruptly came to his senses, realizing that it was all an illusion.

He immediately released the mask from his hand, which fell to the ground with a dull sound, and the black light dissipated along with it.

"What a strange state..."

Since entering Kaidan, almost nothing had been able to affect his Spirit state.

But this time he stumbled again and again...

Jiang Xiao took a deep breath, trying to calm his mind, knowing that he had almost been controlled by the power of the mask a moment ago.

"Perhaps ’Pan Niwhys’ is actually just a mask?"

The more Jiang Xiao thought about it, the more he felt this was very likely.

The "clown man" from before was very likely bewitched by the "mask".

With that thought, Jiang Xiao touched the mask again.

But this time everything was normal, the black light on the mask had disappeared too.

And with this touch to the mask, Jiang Xiao finally understood its function.

The clown mask came with a domain-type skill...

Spirit Duel Arena!

It could pull all nearby specified targets into one’s own Spirit world for a "fair duel".

"Damn..."

Even Jiang Xiao’s imagination was slightly speechless at this point.

Wasn’t this attached skill a bit too perverse?

At the same time, he finally understood why no matter how many emergency response teams went to eliminate "Pennywise," they all ended in failure.

The bottom line was that this skill was too overpowered.

Wasn’t this just like fighting in someone’s dreams?

It was only because his own "Spirit" was deep enough that he could barely find his true self in the dream...

"Good stuff, keep it!"

Without a second thought, Jiang Xiao stuffed the thing into his pants; it would be better if Du Lala and the others didn’t know about it.

Jiang Xiao even began to dream about those strange things being dragged by him into the "Spirit Dreamscape," where they would desire life and death.

...

Director Wang was sitting opposite Sun Wei at this time.

The strange creature that once made waves in Kaidan now seemed somewhat uneasy.

"Sun Wei, don’t be nervous. I just wanted to talk to you today, nothing more..."

"If..." Sun Wei looked up, interrupting Director Wang, "If you need us to cooperate with an investigation or something, just say the word, we won’t cause you any trouble."

"Cooperate? Cooperate with what?" Director Wang asked knowingly.

"Like, investigating us... whether we harbor any ill will towards Blue Star, if we have any malicious plans or something like that..."

Sun Wei’s voice got lower as she spoke.

Director Wang laughed heartily, teasing her.

"What are you thinking about? You were brought up by Jiang Xiao, an investigation on you? No one in Dragon Country has the authority to evaluate you! I’ll lay it out right here, unless I die, as long as I’m sitting in this position for a day, nobody’s going to disturb you and the kids’ lives."

Director Wang’s words were forceful and clearly not just pleasantries.

"Thanks... but I saw on the internet..."

Thinking about the misunderstandings about herself, Sun Wei was still somewhat nervous; she herself didn’t mind, but she was mainly worried about affecting Jiang Xiao’s image in the eyes of others.

"Don’t worry. Without Jiang Xiao, Dragon Country wouldn’t be what it is today. Anyone with a bit of sense knows how to judge..."

The two exchanged a few more pleasantries, mostly with Director Wang making assurances.

By the end, Sun Wei’s eyes were red with emotion, feeling that Director Wang had really stood by them, shouldering such immense pressure on behalf of her family.

Not until Sun Wei’s state of mind was completely stabilized did Director Wang leave Qingshan Mental Hospital.

Indeed...

There was pressure.

Such matters could not be treated emotionally; the superiors always prioritized the bigger picture. But whenever it came to anything about "strange" or "Kaidan," it was Director Wang’s department that dealt with it...

After all, the original purpose of Director Wang’s position was to lead a highly independent department.

Put simply, he was the big boss in charge of handling these issues, so everything concerning the strange creatures was up for him to deal with.

So this was quite interesting.

Sure, some people’s positions were higher than Director Wang’s, but everything had its own place, and it wasn’t easy to intervene if it wasn’t your department.

For example, if you’re responsible for anti-cult activities but insist on going after prostitution, isn’t that absurd?

Anti-cult affairs belong to the anti-cult office, prostitution crackdowns to the prostitution office.

Director Wang felt he could hold on for the time being, but he didn’t know how much longer...

But what Director Wang was unaware of was that some bigwigs were even more anxious than he was.

In the military compound...

A group of elders were puffing their beards and glaring, furiously pointing fingers at a few middle-aged men’s noses and berating them.

Regarding the vehemence of their language...

Well, let’s just say that even a prairie telegram monkey seeing this would feel the urge to bow down and learn from them.

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