After Inheriting the Madhouse, You Will Directly Have to Eat the Mad God List

When Cao Cheng just inherited Wangchuan Mental Hospital, the bills came first - tens of millions of dollars in debt, water and electricity bills in arrears, and even half of the hospital wall collapsed. What's even more terrible is the system in the brain. This broken system did not treat him as the dean at all, but raised him as the head of the Demon Sect. There is only one rule: if you make a contract with a madman, he will become a god. So—— Spirit No. 3 Held up a plastic toy knife worth 9.9 Yuan with free shipping, shouting, "I am the God of Swords, and everything can be cut." Cao Cheng casually pointed at his money-loving ex-girlfriend who was forcibly buying land outside the door: "Kill her." The toy knife slashed through the air, and the sky and the earth were eclipsed. Spirit No. 6 Claims to be a pusher: "Justice may be absent, but time will never be late." Spirit No. 9 Is out day and night speculating in U. S. Stocks: "Those who believe in the God of Stocks will have eternal life!" Cao Cheng originally just wanted to keep his house and avoid sleeping on the street. But when this group of crazy gods swept through the stock market, police circles, and academia, taking away all the Nobel prizes, scientists all over the world collectively admitted that they were sick and begged to be hospitalized, just to fight for a place on the list. The reporter squeezed over with the camera in his hand: "Dean Cao, why are the mental illnesses in your hospital so bad?" Cao Cheng looked indifferent and silently took out a manuscript of Xuesen Mechanics and threw it at it. "Because——" "What they practice is the human race's heaven-level skills." The whole hospital is a god, but I am alone. But these gods only listen to me.