[Disaster Gate of First Order Region]
[Status: Sealed]
[Remaining Time: 2 days 22 hours 25 minutes]
[Other Unknown…]
Why is there no detailed dungeon information or participant count?
Bai Nian stared at the distorted characters on the gate, a trace of confusion flickering across her face.
Forget it, whatever.
At that moment, the Head Teacher assigned a Female Teacher to go to the teaching building to check the situation.
At such a critical juncture, every teacher had complaints— even the Principal was no exception.
“Really, always causing trouble for me.”
The other teachers chimed in, trying to console the Principal.
It was precisely this moment, with everyone’s eyes on the Principal as they flattered him, that Bai Nian suddenly dashed toward the Disaster Gate before her.
“Bai Nian, are you crazy!”
By the time the homeroom teacher reacted, it was too late; all they could do was watch her vanish into the gate.
Of course, for someone who seemed determined to die, he couldn’t be bothered.
The other teachers were stunned, but the Principal only gave the homeroom teacher a perfunctory admonishment.
After all, the failure of a single person barely affected the gate.
This was their oversight.
The teachers began to take things seriously and tightened their guard.
What Bai Nian exploited was nothing more than the teachers’ inherent verbal trust in good students.
Golden light engulfed her, and an intense feeling of weightlessness swept over her.
Her consciousness blurred, and her vision once again froze.
Bai Nian found herself sitting on a sofa in an office.
She suddenly stood up and quickly surveyed her surroundings.
“Is this the world inside the gate?”
A trace of confusion crossed Bai Nian’s face.
She had expected to appear on some monstrous battlefield; yet, this world was no different from reality at all.
The desk was cluttered with miscellaneous items, but a single document in the center caught her attention.
Bai Nian picked it up and examined it.
“Your current identity is a specially hired hypnotist at a psychiatric hospital. Assisting doctors in treating patients is your main task.”
“Special employment period: three days’”
Only then did Bai Nian realize she was wearing a white lab coat, with a pocket watch hanging from the chest pocket.
At the bottom of the document was what looked like a fingerprint impression area.
Instinctively, she pressed her thumb onto it.
A blood-red handprint appeared.
Just then, a ‘tick-tock’ sound came from behind her.
Bai Nian whipped around to see that it was the clock’s second hand moving.
“So that’s it, the time flow in the room was stopped before I pressed the fingerprint.”
She murmured to herself, but before she could think further, a sudden knock interrupted her.
Knock, knock, knock
“Dr. Bai, treatment is about to begin.”
A male Orderly’s voice came from outside the door.
“All right.”
Bai Nian responded and was about to handle the document but found it had vanished without her noticing.
Opening the door, a strong male Orderly stood there politely greeting Bai Nian.
Following his lead, the two headed toward the ward.
After the Orderly swiped his access card, they entered the elevator.
The Orderly skillfully pressed the button for basement level 5.
Basement?
Bai Nian glanced silently and said nothing.
Old tungsten filament lights hung in the middle of the corridor, connected by black wires, emitting a dim glow.
The hallway was damp, and a strong musty smell hit them head-on.
Suppressing her discomfort, Bai Nian stepped in with the Orderly.
He didn’t bring her directly to a patient, but instead to the Director’s office.
Inside the room, dim as the corridor, the Director was an elderly man with graying hair.
Two other Orderlies stood by his side.
“Dr. Bai, a pleasure, a pleasure.”
The Director smiled, revealing only a few yellowed teeth.
“Hello.”
Bai Nian replied coolly.
“Your expertise in Psychology is said to be top-tier, but the condition of our patients here is very special…”
The Director hesitated.
“If you have something to say, just say it.”
Bai Nian was not in the mood to waste time.
“As you know, psychiatric patients will never admit they are mentally ill. To begin treatment, first, they must recognize themselves as patients with mental illness. So our preliminary plan is…”
The Director continued talking at length, but a faint trace of doubt appeared on Bai Nian’s face.
He wanted her to hypnotize the patients to make them first acknowledge they were mentally ill?
That didn’t sound wrong—after all, psychiatric patients never admit their condition.
But how could one prove that a normal person inside a psychiatric hospital wasn’t mentally ill?
This seemed unsolvable.
From the first moment Bai Nian saw this Director, she had felt something was off about him, though she couldn’t quite say what.
Until he pulled out a stack of cash from the drawer and placed it before her eyes.
“You know this kind of behavior isn’t allowed, but it’s the fastest way to treat a patient. This is a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it.”
The Director said politely.
Hearing this, Bai Nian finally understood.
This Director had no trace of a healer’s compassion or ethics; all she saw in his eyes were greed and desire.
But that didn’t prove much—after all, most modern private hospitals existed to make a profit.
Even being located underground could be a precaution to prevent patients from escaping.
But all of that was based on reality.
This was the Disaster Gate—anyone with half a brain could tell this psychiatric hospital was going to have problems.
Bai Nian took the money without a change in expression and slipped it into her bag, smiling politely, “Thank you, Director. I can’t wait to meet my patient.”
“Hahaha, excellent.”
The Director laughed heartily.
After leaving the office, Bai Nian let out a quiet sigh of relief.
She was certain that if she hadn’t accepted the bribe, those Orderlies would likely have made a move against her.
Because just now, in her peripheral vision, she clearly saw the two Orderlies behind her shift their feet slightly forward.
Arriving at a ward, she met her first patient.
He was young, wearing a dirty hospital gown, filthy all over, and his expression was a little mad—nothing like the normal person she had assumed would be kept here.
The moment the patient looked up and saw Bai Nian, his pupils constricted sharply.
She noticed this immediately.
“You know me?”
Bai Nian blurted out.
He didn’t answer but shook his head hastily.
Hypnotize him…
Should she follow the Director’s instructions?
Bai Nian pondered inwardly, but she seemed to have no choice—after all, she didn’t know anything else.
After observing the patient, Bai Nian returned outside and said to the nearby Orderly, “I need a quiet and warm place. I can’t conduct treatment inside the ward.”
“Don’t worry, Dr. Bai. Our Director has already prepared a room for you.”
The Orderly replied courteously.
“Please follow me.”