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A senior patient in a mental hospital traveled to another world and became the "God-forsaken waste" that everyone laughed at.
But with just one look every day, I can tell when a patient has become a god.
They are covered in tubes and look silly, but they are the only weapons that can kill "gods".
I was forced to go into business and became the weakest "chosen one" in history. I led a room full of patients and specialized in treating various complaints.
Until the evil god came and all living beings were in despair, I finally turned around and looked at the entire mental hospital with burning eyes: "Everyone, dinner is ready."
At that moment, the alien gods tasted the fear of being dominated by a "madman" for the first time.
