Chapter 392

"From today on, this is your room."

The caregiver said a few words, turned, and left, locking the door behind him.

Sima Di knew that although this room belonged to him, it would only be for one day. Tomorrow, it might belong to the next patient whose family came to visit.

And he would return to that filthy room, locked up with his dear roommate who had extreme violent tendencies.

Look at all the scars on his body; more than half were the roommate's masterpiece.

Sima Di walked over and sat blankly on the bed, his gaze empty and lifeless.

How much longer must this kind of day last...

He felt his Reason Already gradually slipping away, and the Boundary of Life and Death began to blur.

Perhaps, tomorrow, he would become the way he wanted to be.

Suddenly, the door of the Bingfangde Sect was opened.

Sima Di looked up and stared at the newcomer.

The first to enter was his attending physician.

He was a handsome middle-aged man who looked like a psychiatrist from the West; his deep blue eyes and short hair mixed with black, white, and gray gave him a unique mature charm.

This doctor was not only handsome but also gentle and refined in his manner; he looked so convincing, trustworthy, and reassuring.

Relying on this appearance, he won the affection of all the caregivers and nurses and most of the patients.

But Sima Di did not like him; he even loathed him and hated him.

That hatred was so intense that carving him into a thousand pieces would not be enough to vent it.

"Sima Di, your parents have come to see you."

The doctor stepped aside, revealing a middle-aged couple behind him.

They were a very ordinary couple: ordinary Eastern features, ordinary worker backgrounds, ordinary... unable to stop time from leaving its marks on their faces.

"Di Di, Di Di."

The middle-aged woman called his nickname, rushed over, and hugged him tightly.

Sima Di reacted belatedly; two clear streams of tears flowed down, his voice choked.

"Mom... Dad... I... I miss you so much..."

"Di Di, are you doing well? Are you cold? Are you hungry? How is the food? Is anyone bullying you here? Those doctors... haven't they abused you?" Sima's mother asked, holding Sima Di's face.

Sima Di saw only the concern on Sima's mother's face and the many new strands of Bai Fa.

"N-no, nothing. I am doing very well here. It's just that the doctor says my mental trauma needs some time before I can go home to recuperate." Sima Di glanced at the doctor standing behind Sima's father and Sima's mother; he was still looking at him with his usual smile.

That gaze was like looking at his own child.

"Listen, Di Di, after you get out this time, just stay home and rest well." Sima's father stepped forward and placed his rough, warm large hand on his head. "Mom and Dad don't lack money, and you don't need to rush to find a job. Even if we work until we are sixty, supporting you will be no problem."

"This kind of thing..."

Sima Di was about to say something when he was interrupted.

"Your son is so lovely, and possesses a strength beyond imagination. He will surely find the one he loves," the doctor said.

Sima's mother and Sima's father turned to look at the doctor, smiled, and then refocused their gaze on Sima Di.

However, Sima Di's gaze did not leave the doctor.

The doctor shook his head gently.

Sima Di clenched his palm tight,

The visiting time for patients in the psychiatric hospital was very short; Sima Di reluctantly watched Sima's mother and Sima's father leave, promising them he would be discharged soon.

However, he himself did not know when he had come to this place, nor how he could know when he would be able to get out.

The doctor walked to Sima Di's front, knelt halfway, looked at him with those charming sapphire-blue eyes, his gaze doting and his voice gentle.

"You cannot escape from here. It was hard enough to find a child like you; how could I let go easily?"

The doctor tightly grasped Sima Di's right hand.

"Be good, obey. Do not make these futile struggles; you cannot escape. Unless you particularly like that high-end cemetery I arranged for your parents."

Sima Di's tightly clenched right hand finally loosened, and the doctor took the crumpled note lying in his palm.

The doctor opened it.

【I am not crazy! I am being imprisoned! Call the police! Save me!】

"Oh? The word 'imprisoned' is not used very well. I just want to help you. In your current state, you are far from capable of holding the position of the Tenth Generation."

As the doctor spoke, he tore the note into shreds and scattered them all over the floor.

Those shredded notes were like snowflakes unwilling to land, struggling and swirling in the air, fighting against an invisible enemy, and finally, utterly defeated.

"I have read your works; no one else can understand them, but I can."

"The thoughts contained in your words are too similar to the god I wish to create."

"Paranoid and mad, yet rational and wise. Loving all living things, yet liking to divide them into noble and base, rich and poor. Knowing the rules of the world's operation, cold and ruthless, yet still retaining the kindness defined by yourself."

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"And you are a treasure that can never go mad. Even when facing things too difficult to confront, you will retain your own thoughts and Reason Already. Your very existence is like part of the god I created."

"It's just... why are you not obeying? Why... refuse to start the next death game to better perfect our god? I personally chose you as the Tenth Generation; do not disappoint me..."

"If you continue like this, I will have no choice but to destroy you."

The doctor—or rather, the butler—leaned close to Sima Di and gently placed a kiss on his forehead.

"Stay in this room for one night. I know you hate that roommate. But remember, do not try to commit suicide again, or your parents will accompany you to hell."

Sima Di gripped his own arms tightly, his body trembling uncontrollably.

That night, when the Straw Hat Crew planned to find a place to stay, they discovered that two people were missing. When they asked carefully if anyone had seen them, a boss told them he had seen two women heading toward the cemetery, because no one would go to a graveyard in the middle of the night, so he had taken note.

The Straw Hat Crew arrived at the cemetery and asked the old gravekeeper, but were told the two had left long ago. Helpless, the Straw Hat Crew could only leave this place and plan to look elsewhere.

"Then where could they have gone?"Nami was utterly baffled.

Then the Straw Hat crew made all sorts of guesses.

First came Zoro's bandit theory, but that was quickly passed. Neither of them were heartless like Luffy, and with their combined bounties exceeding one hundred million, they couldn't be easily dealt with.

Luffy pouted, "What do you mean 'not heartless like me'..." Yet he still held dozens of skewers of roasted meat from the spit.

Nami punched Luffy without mercy, "That's exactly what being heartless looks like!"

Second was Usopp's ghost theory: the two had been snatched by ghosts... This idea was scorned by everyone.

Third was Chopper's theory that they had fallen into an interdimensional void...

Nami shouted, "So don't let Sima Di tell you those weird stories in the first place! It's very easy to corrupt children!"

Fourth was the theory proposed by Luffy...

"They must have fallen into a pit full of roasted meat! Those guys, not sharing such a good thing with me..."

Nami punched Luffy flying.

Fifth... This time it was Zoro's turn.

"They might have gone tomb raiding,"Zoro said.

"Zoro... don't add to the chaos at a time like this. How could they be tomb raiding? They..."Nami accidentally glanced at something eerie. "They... Zoro, you're so smart."

Everyone saw the two figures in the distance carrying big and small bundles hurrying toward them, followed by a bear made of clouds (A Yin), which was also carrying two cloth sacks.

Besides that, these cloth sacks had one obvious common trait... Their exteriors were covered in thick dust, as if they had just been dug out of the ground.

Sima Di, fearing the crowd would shout, made a hushing gesture toward them and then spoke.

"It's not convenient to talk here; let's find an inn to stay at first."

Nami's eyes sparkled with the light of Berries, and she nodded at a speed comparable to a bill validator.

Sima Di's haul.

Several specialties from different regions (the food portions had all gone bad and expired), several letters from completely different origins (with many from Dressrosa), and...

Sima Di looked at the pile of gleaming gold treasures.

Why did he have to bury these things...

Nami gave Sima Di a bear hug, "I absolutely love you, Sima Di!"

"No! Don't love me yet; these things aren't mine."Sima Di hurriedly tied up the bundle containing the treasures. "You can split the specialties among yourselves. Don't read the letters; those are private items."

"What about the treasures?"Nami clung tightly to the treasure bundle, her eyes emitting a "pitifully cute" gaze.

"Taking the specialties is one thing, but the treasures are another. I intend to return them..."