Learn to Behead Gods in a Mental Hospital and Act as the Monkey King's Agent

Ward No. 404 Contains not only madmen, but also forgotten myths. When the nursing staff laughed at Lao Zhangtou's crazy idea of ​​"hiding the golden cudgel under the floor," no one took him seriously—until the entire hospital was plunged into darkness amid the piercing metal roar. The floor cracked, and a giant rod of lava flowed out of the ground, announcing the unruly return of the eternal annihilation. And I, a patient abandoned by the world, had my wrist tightly clenched by that skinny hand like an iron vise. "The time has come, agent." Lava was burning in Lao Zhangtou's eyes, and there was no trace of chaos anymore. He pointed at the hovering world-destroying weapon and roared, stamping the mark of fate: "The first step to crushing Lingxiao - starts from this mental hospital!" The violent power tore my flesh and blood, and the will of the Burning God branded my soul. From then on, the smell of disinfectant was mixed with sulfur, and the cold iron windows reflected the light of the lava. I became the agent of "Qitian" in the lunatic asylum, holding the stick that broke through hell. Deep in this prison that imprisons mortals, the first lesson has already begun: How to use the Sea-Dinging Needle to overturn this filthy human world and the heaven of false gods?