I was getting paid 100,000 yuan a day to pretend to be mentally ill and live in a sanatorium.
Then I discovered that
The old Taoist who spent all day drawing talismans could slay demons with a wave of his hand.
The grumpy uncle who administered electroshock therapy could summon heavenly lightning in his palm.
The girl who played the zither could soothe evil spirits with a single tune.
They weren’t talking about symptoms. They were talking about the “spiritual qi revival” and “Abyss-clearing missions.”
“These chuunibyou types are pretty convincing,” I muttered to myself.
Then monsters attacked in the dead of night, and I awakened [Myriad Resonance]
I could master every ability my fellow patients had just by watching, and perfect it with a little practice!
Just then, the attending doctor opened the door.
“Welcome aboard. Starting today, your fellow patients will be your mentors, your comrades in arms, and… the world’s strongest weapons, whom you must protect.”
