(Collision between Western fantasy and Eastern civilization + restraint + weirdness + no routine + no invincibility + no brainlessness + no system + those who mind, beware)
My mental hospital only accepts two types of people.
1. The patient (the perfect weirdo).
2. Dead patients (soulless and perfect weirdos).
Circus director Rob: "Mr. Chu, the show has begun, please be sure not to leave anyone behind!"
Chu Mo: "I know."
"The show begins!"
"Eat it all, eat it all, it's delicious, it's delicious!!"
...
When the performance ended, everyone in the venue disappeared.
Only Chu Mo was left alone on the stage, and the patient below the stage was wiping his mouth.
...
This collapsed world is no longer a paradise for humans.
God replaced man.
Become the sole master of this land.
Chu Mo inherited a mental hospital that had been passed down for thousands of years, and the patients were all weirdos.
Patient No. 3: Believing that he is a vacuum cleaner, he curls up on the ground day after day, sucking anything in sight with his mouth.
Patient No. 6: The immortal vampire.
Patient No. 8: Terrible vixen, the meat is very tender and fresh, and the barbecue is very fragrant.
Patient No. 5: Chu Mo's brother, self-burning, barbecue stand.
...
Collect weirdos, find Chu Mo's self, and get back what was taken away by the curse.
Playing games with God, God, who is also the most perfect weirdo, will eventually be admitted to a mental hospital.
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