I, Shen Ye, couldn't explain anything when I was forcibly sent to Qingshan Mental Hospital.
The doctor smiled and handed over the diagnosis: "Typical delusional disorder, always imagining that you are the only god in the universe."
The patients each have their own special skills - some people can pinch black holes with their bare hands, while others can predict the doomsday at midnight.
Until one day, the real doomsday comes suddenly without any warning.
The doctor rushed into the ward with a pale face: "Run quickly, there are monsters outside..."
All the patients in the hospital turned around in tacit agreement, and I slowly put down the toothpaste cup: "How many times have I told you——"
"I am truly your only god."
