I, a Mental Patient, Was Chosen to Participate in AnalogHorror Chapter 251 - 218: Nicca Forest

Of course, if we’re just talking about the damaging power when dealing with weirdness.

Little Buds’ talent compared to Jiang Xiao’s still seems a bit lacking.

Not to ntion that her innate talent level is one S short in preconditions compared to Jiang Xiao’s.

And Jiang Xiao had achieved a unity of disease and talent, perfectly integrating his condition with his own abilities.

...

It was clear that the captain didn’t want to reveal their secrets, so Jack and Park Renng refrained from asking further.

"Little Buds sis, what do we do next?"

"Go for it in one go, straight to the cathedral!"

"Uh, how do we charge?"

"What do you an how? Just charge, literally, or else did you want to take a cab?"

emm.

In other words, they still had to rely on their legs to run hard?

Eh~

To mix with Little Buds ans three days of running nine als!

Mom gave them two legs, and that was for parkour in this Kaidan.

Really not looking forward to continuing the marathon, Jack offered his opinion.

"Captain, maybe we could find a temp job for a day, then take a cab afterward. There’s an old saying in Dragon Country, ’sharpening your axe will not delay the chopping of firewood.’"

This Kaidan’s map was so big, it even featured a nearly complete social system.

Finding a job shouldn’t be difficult.

"No way! Working is impossible, I’m not going to work in this lifeti."

But this suggestion was squarely refused by Little Buds.

"Haven’t you heard the old phrases of Dragon Country—’unexpected issues arising’, ’delays leading to trouble’, and ’the early bird catches the worm’? Ti is life. Working? What if sothing like the cake shop incident happens again? We can’t always find a way to break the ga!"

Also true...

Forget it, they had all run for two days and two nights, this last bit wouldn’t make much difference!

Park Renng (๑･`д･´๑)

"Aish! Since everyone is full and hydrated, let’s just go for it, sisemi-da!"

...

"We’re almost there. After this forest, Romia Cathedral is right behind it. Usually, their working hours are Monday to Friday, from 9:30 to 11:30 AM, then they have lunch and rest. In the afternoon, from 2:30 to 5:30 PM. If you want to help this little girl sign the contract, make sure to watch the ti."

Everyone: ...

"That formal?"

Curly hair looked unbelieving.

The taxi driver was surprised at the trio but, considering their identity as Awakeners, he still explained.

"Isn’t this common knowledge? Of course, it’s formal! Apart from their very comfortable work hours, they also get weekends off, ’five insurances and one fund,’ and all statutory holidays are paid leave, and these are just the most basic benefits given by the Priest. Working at Romia Cathedral would be the blessing of eight lifetis, it’s just a pity..."

"What’s a pity?" Curly hair pressed.

"A pity the Priest never recruits from outside, only through internal recomndations or direct school-to-enterprise recruiting. Occasionally they release so job vacancies to the public, but we ordinary people can’t even get a chance."

Crap...

Dragon Country’s live chatroom went silent.

No embellishnt needed.

Just these benefits alone were enough to be better than many companies.

"Just stop here, we’ll walk the rest of the way."

The girl with the map compared it for quite a while and decided this was the best spot to get off.

"Okay then!"

The driver let the passengers out cheerfully and then sped away from the scene with the accelerator floored.

"Why leave in such a hurry?"

Watching the getaway-driver-like taxi, the girl with the map frowned.

"Didn’t the driver just speak very highly of the cathedral?"

"Heh, if you suddenly received a fortune, you’d probably leave even faster than him. He’s rushing to go ho and share the good news with his wife and kids, while also planning how to spend the money~"

"Nevermind that, we’re here already, don’t think too much, here, pick sothing out of these?"

The big-bearded man had already started picking weapons out of Stanley’s sacks as he spoke.

"Cough!"

A youthful cough sounded next to him, and the big-bearded man imdiately made way.

"Sect Hierarch first, please!"

"Hmm, it’s rare for you to be so sensible, young man, you’ve got a promising future!"

Mu Xitang patted the big-bearded man’s thigh, then began selecting weapons first.

Of course, she wouldn’t say that she initially wanted to pat his shoulder but couldn’t reach it~

"Dad, do you want to pick so? The driver’s words an that there seems to be a lot of ’staff’ in the cathedral; we might have to fight a group battle."

"I’ve got this."

Jiang Xiao waved the spade in his hand, feeling nothing could suit him better.

"No good, that’s not sharp enough, burying soone maybe."

"And I got this little knife."

Jiang Xiao lifted the hem of his shirt to reveal a dagger tucked into the small of his back.

It was one of the three knives that David carried.

Jiang Xiao found the longest and most impressive of the knives not to his taste, and since Mu Xitang wanted to try it out, he let her have it.

As for the trio and Little Pink Hair, they were unceremoniously amassing Kuku equipnt on their bodies.

They fussed for about fifteen minutes until they had all the contents of the two large sacks strapped to them.

"Did you guys rember what I just said?"

"Rembered, Sect Hierarch!" x3

Jiang Xiao curiously glanced their way, what was Mu Xitang up to?

He saw Mu Xitang with hands on hips and several stripes of green camouflage painted on her face.

Two rows of hand grenades hung in an ’X’ across her chest, and she had a belt of grenades strung around her waist.

She held a light machine gun in her left hand and slanted the long knife dug up by the Grave Robber David in her right.

The most unbelievable thing was that the big sniper on Little Pink Hair’s back was taller than she was...

Mu Xitang:

"Dad, look, my Dragon Slayer Blade! Cool, huh?"

emm...

It’s hard to appraise, can’t just flatter her, can I?

As for the ssily painted big-bearded trio, they were no better than Mu Xitang.

Even their equipnt was more cumberso.

The biggest Barrett Heavy Sniper on Mu Xitang’s back paled compared to the gear carried by the big-bearded trio.

The least powerful weapon was the heavy Gatling gun that the bearded man carried, which could fire six thousand bullets per minute.

Solo anti-tank missiles, single soldier mortars, single soldier RPG rocket launchers, single soldier grenade launchers, small-scale explosive C4s, they had everything you could think of.

If their bodies weren’t extraordinary, they wouldn’t even be able to lift these weapons.

Alright, alright, alright...

Without saying a word, just the sight of those three gave a strong sense of security!

[emmm, no one’s going to say anything?]

[Say what? That all fear originates from insufficient firepower?]

[Say what? That if Li Yunlong had these back then, he could’ve fought his way through the cherry blossom deities in Shanghai!]

[Anyway, let’s hope... let’s hope the Priest can withstand them.]

[I never dreamt that one day the weirdness of "Analog Horror" would face off against (heavy single soldier weaponry).]

[Don’t say you didn’t expect it, the Priest didn’t expect it either!]

[With a barrage like that, I guess it could flatten that cathedral, huh?]

[Not necessarily, after all, they’re just solo heavy weapons, not nukes or anything.]

[Err, not to be arguntative, but aren’t they carrying too many weapons? It’s too obvious a target and easy to be exposed.]

[Right, but even if you know it’s exposed, what can you do about it? Give you a prize?]

The spirited pink-haired girl and the bearded man, ard with such weaponry, had no need for caution.

They couldn’t wait to have a direct confrontation with the Priest of the cathedral to see who was really the boss!

"Let’s move, GOGOGO!"

Bent over, Mu Xitang took the lead and charged into the forest ahead.

...

The Nika Forest was very quiet.

Other than the crunching sounds of twigs and rotten leaves being stepped on, there was only the rustling of the treetops swayed by the breeze.

Moreover, the environnt was harsh, similar to a tropical rainforest, giving a suffocating, hot and humid feeling.

"Ugh..."

"Black sister, is the map correct? Did you read it upside down?"

"Heaven forbid I read it upside down, I’m not stupid. It’s just this damn environnt is truly nauseating."

As she answered the curly-haired person’s question, Black sister squeezed so moisture from the hem of her clothes.

Before long, except for Jiang Xiao and Mu Xitang,

The other three were already sticky and damp, clinging to their skin.

There was sweat, but even more so, it was the humidity in the air.

The three of them had lost the desire to talk now.

In the quiet atmosphere, other than the heavy breathing of the bearded man and the curly-haired person,

There was only the sound of Mu Xitang ’crunch, crunch’ eating potato chips.

So tired...

With every step, the bearded man and the curly-haired person felt like they were draining the last bit of energy from their bodies, and breathing beca increasingly difficult.

As if there were a hole in their lungs, the oxygen they inhaled seed to leak right out.

Lack of oxygen made their heads feel groggy, and everything they saw was blurry.

This is no good...

The pressure was too much, they could hardly bear it; continuing on this way they’d probably collapse.

Curly hair was the first to give in, plopping down directly into a puddle on the ground.

"Wait, wait, I need to take a break. Speaking of which, Black sister... you, you seem... not tired at all?"

Aside from being irritated by the wretched environnt, Black sister’s body didn’t seem abnormal in any way.

"We’ve only walked a few steps? You two must have weak kidneys or sothing?"

At the sa ti, Black sister was quite envious of Mu Xitang and Jiang Xiao.

"Sect Hierarch Xi Tang, how co you’re still so dry?"

"?"

After finishing the last chip, Mu Xitang sucked the chip dust off her fingers and shook her head.

"No clue. But why are you all so damp?"

The three: ...

Heaven help us, we’re all soaked!

Please Hierarch, if you can’t say sothing nice, say less...

At this ti, the bearded man and curly hair were both out of it, sitting back to back on the ground, their faces deathly pale.

"You two, are you okay? What in the world is going on?"

Despite mocking them for weak kidneys, Black sister was actually quite concerned.

The bearded man shook his head; they didn’t want to talk much, just feeling physically and ntally exhausted, their brains devoid of oxygen and blank.

Strange...

Why aren’t the three of us affected like them?

Could it be this forest specifically suppresses them?

Wait a second!

Suppress?

Black sister had a sudden epiphany, capturing the essence of the problem.

"Does this forest, could it possibly suppress n?"

what?

"Black sister, your words bite like you have no teeth!"

"So Jiang Xiao isn’t a man?"

"No, no, no, I an, it might suppress n who have a strong sense of male chauvinism? Of course, that’s just an example, roughly that’s the idea."

A pressure that targets people’s [psychology]?

Such an explanation the bearded man and curly hair could reluctantly accept.

"That’s not right? So what you an is..."

The bearded man glanced at Jiang Xiao, and seeing that his mind was occupied with playing with his daughter, he lowered his voice only then.

"That ans Jiang Xiao’s psychologically isn’t actually a man?"

Black sister: ...

Speechless, life’s more fragile than paper, yet your pride’s taller than the sky, comparing yourself to Jiang Xiao?

"Why compare yourself with him? If you had half his skill, would you be paralyzingly incapable of standing up right now?"

"What do you an?"

Curly hair asked weakly.

Knowing the problem doesn’t help much, the main thing is, how to solve it...

"Err, you just stay like this! Imagine yourself as a woman!"

The two: ???

Do you even hear what you’re saying?