I Cultivate Immortality in a Psychiatric Hospital, and the Director Is Voldemort

My name is Li Gouzhu, and I’m a normal person.

Three days ago, my own mother personally sent me to Penglai Psychiatric Hospital. The reason was simple: at the company annual party, I performed a “quantum fluctuation tai chi routine” in front of everyone and claimed I could control Wi-Fi signals with my brain waves.

I’m not crazy. I just wanted to go viral.

But what I didn’t know was that this psychiatric hospital was no ordinary place.

The patients here called themselves “cultivators.” Their method of cultivation wasn’t meditation or breathing exercises. It was going mad. The more outrageous the nonsense they spouted, the more it could turn into real superpowers. One person was convinced he could make every subway in the world run late at the same time, and the next day he really was on the news. Another insisted he was the Moon’s ambassador to Earth, and then he really did light up a streetlamp with a wave of his hand.

The hospital director, a balding middle-aged man, called himself “Voldemort.”

He wielded a mop to cast “Avada Kedavra.” It didn’t kill people; it made them mop like mad until they dropped dead from exhaustion.

Li Gouzhu thought he was the only normal person there, until he discovered something:

In this world where “perception is reality,” he had become the most abnormal person of all by being “too normal.”

To get discharged, he first had to “go crazy.”

To stay alive, he first had to “cultivate immortality.”

To save himself, he had to completely destroy his own sanity.

Welcome to Penglai Psychiatric Hospital.

Here, madness is the only truth, and absurdity is the supreme magic.

And Li Gouzhu is about to become the first man in history “forced to ascend because he was too normal.”