Rollie was still a baby. It was the size of a small Chow Chow. Mo Qiong held it in his arms, and Rollie immediately leaned against his chest and curled up.
Mo Qiong brought Rollie to the base to eat and drink first. Master Gou looked on enviously.
There was no harm without comparison. Master Gou, who originally had no interest in pets because of the stupid roe deer, suddenly liked pets.
Master Gou couldn't help but carry Rollie away and let Rollie climb on his body. He was not angry when Rollie rolled and fell. Instead, he got up and laughed foolishly.
Although Rollie was rude to Master Gou, Master Gou still liked it.
However, for Mo Qiong, the problem of not being able to raise Rollie came. He really couldn't afford it.
Whether it was dairy products or bamboo shoots, the General Affairs Department could provide them. He didn't need to hire someone and could just buy them directly.
Even so, it cost two hundred thousand USD to eat and drink a year. It was a gold-swallowing beast.
Just as Mo Qiong was considering whether to sell the Taaffeite or borrow from You Xin, Master Gou suddenly waved his hand and said, "I'll pay!"
Mo Qiong trembled and said in shock, "Didn't you have no money?"
"I'll have it if I sell a pill wood. It'll come to me in minutes," Master Gou said.
"You're so rich … Do you have enough pill wood to store?" Mo Qiong asked.
"No," Master Gou said.
"Uh … Then you just grew a batch?" Mo Qiong asked.
"No, there's still two months left," Master Gou said.
Mo Qiong was stunned. "This … You're trying to get something for nothing?"
"What do you mean by that? This is called selling in advance! Pill wood has a price but no supply. People pay half of the deposit first and give the goods later. There are many people willing to do it, "Master Gou said with a smile.
Mo Qiong hurriedly said, "Why didn't you say so earlier? Then I don't need you. I'll sell it myself."
Master Gou saw that he insisted, so he didn't do anything else. He had a lot of food and could give some to Mo Qiong. However, Rollie's food was different. He had to buy the high-quality shoots from the General Affairs Department.
However, he still reminded him, "Just sell one. You're a newbie and really need pill wood to increase your survival ability. If you're too weak, you'll drag me down in missions. In the future, don't sell the fruits you grow. Eat them yourself! "
Mo Qiong smiled. He put a Dan Wood item up for sale on the intranet, stating that he was selling it in advance and would only get it half a year later.
Without a doubt, if they paid the money first and only received the item half a year later, no club member would buy it in the first place.
Only the peripheral members who needed it were bidding. However, the peripheral members who needed it especially couldn't wait for half a year, so they weren't very enthusiastic about bidding.
Only those who were rich and didn't urgently need alchemy wood would choose to order it first.
Mo Qiong waited for half an hour before someone finally bid 10 million. The deal was done decisively, and Mo Qiong received 5 million.
After that, he busied himself for another hour and bought a year's worth of food for Gungun. He then placed Gungun in his own villa on Void Island and let the two scholars take turns to look after it. Only then did he stop worrying about it.
"Your panda is still young. When you have time, you have to train it to listen to your instructions. Pandas are very smart. When it grows up, it will be your companion," Master Gou said.
"I know. At the very least, I have to make it understand the instructions to roll. When it hears my command, it will roll immediately," Mo Qiong said.
Master Gou nodded. "I've already accepted an investigation mission on Clear Island. After it's done, you can move around freely for a while. You can also go home and visit."
"Thank you." Mo Qiong smiled.
"What's there to thank me for? There's still some time now. I'm going to visit an old friend," Master Gou said.
Mo Qiong remembered that Master Gou came to Canada on the surface to bring him back to get a pet, but in reality, he wanted to visit a friend.
"Okay, where?" Mo Qiong asked.
"Oakville Mental Hospital," Master Gou said calmly.
"…" Mo Qiong was stunned. Visiting a friend in a mental hospital?
…
Oakville Mental Hospital was in a small town in Ontario.
On the surface, it was a mental hospital, but in reality, it was one of the medical institutions under the Blue and White Society. It only took in members who had broken down or peripheral members.
Without a doubt, there were very few members who broke down because of too much pressure. Even if there were, they would be cured.
Most of the people who lived here were members whose minds were distorted.
Their minds were destroyed by anomalies, or they were infected with some abnormal psychological effects.
Many of them … were unsolvable.
Master Gou's friend was a member of the Beta Club whose mind was distorted. His name was Snade, and he was a white man.
"You're here again …" When the doctor saw Master Gou, he knew who he was here to visit. He directly led him to a room.
Mo Qiong followed Master Gou into a ward. He could see that there was nothing in the room. It was completely different from the warm decorations of the other rooms.
In the whole room, there was only a bed, a chandelier, and a table with an untouched dinner plate on it.
Snade looked haggard. He was kneeling in the corner, covering his face and muttering to himself. No one knew what he was doing.
"Snade, I'm here to see you," Master Gou said as he walked in.
Sneijder turned around and instinctively replied, "Bastard …"
As he said that, his pupils suddenly shrank. His face turned red, and pain appeared in his eyes. He sobbed in an extremely regretful tone, "No, what did I do? I actually called you bastard … I deserve to die … "
Master Gou's eyes darkened. He walked over and squatted down to support Snade. "You didn't do anything wrong. I called you bastard. There's nothing to be blamed for."
Snade sobbed. Master Gou hurriedly took out a piece of paper to wipe his tears and snot.
In the end, this action made Snade collapse once again. He said, "No! I dirtied your paper! Oh my god! "
"No, no, you did a good job. Snade, eat something," Master Gou said gently. Then, he took a small piece of bread and put it in front of his mouth.
As for Snade, he was still crazily saying that his breathing was wasting the oxygen on Earth and polluting Master Gou's skin.
Master Gou patiently comforted him one by one.
Mo Qiong, who was watching at the door, saw Master Gou being so patient for the first time. His tone was also unusually gentle. He was completely different from when Mo Qiong first met him.
"What disease is this?" Mo Qiong asked softly outside the door.
The doctor glanced at Mo Qiong and answered, "Extreme guilt."
"Mind distortion?"
"Yes, no matter what he does, he will always feel a sense of guilt that makes him feel painful and regretful. Even if it's a small daily thing like breathing or drinking water, it will make him feel that he has done something very wrong! The guilt and guilt he felt didn't harm his body, but it tormented his mind. Even if he doesn't do anything, the memories of the past will surge out again and again, tormenting his heart. "The doctor sighed.
Mo Qiong took a deep breath. This was equivalent to being tormented by guilt all the time. Even eating and drinking water would make him feel that he was in the wrong, let alone being a club member?
Had he killed anyone during a mission? He had killed animals, right? If he had experienced hundreds of battles, how torturous would it be to be forced to feel guilty for each and every one of his actions? There would be no peace at all!
"Doesn't that mean he won't even eat? What about breathing? Will he suffocate himself to death? "Mo Qiong asked.
The doctor said, "Breathing is fine, because he can only repent on one thing that makes him feel guilty at the same time. The pain will be prioritized over the one with the highest sense of guilt. As a club member, he has too many things that are 'worth regretting'. He will rarely suffer from the pain of breathing and wasting air. Basically, his attention will be immediately diverted by other things.
"When it comes to eating, most of the time we feed him normally, comforting him while feeding him. It's meaningless to use other methods to avoid his pain, because no matter what method we use, we can't avoid the torment in his heart. Even if we force anesthesia to make him sleep, he will have nightmares, nightmares that make him feel guilty. "
Mo Qiong sighed. Sneijder must be feeling guilty all the time.
Coaxing him to eat and then suffering. It was not much different from anesthesia and forcibly injecting nutrients and then suffering. The latter might be more painful.
"Living like this … is too …" Mo Qiong said softly. He didn't say that it was better to die than to live like this.
But the doctor still understood and said, "We don't have the right to take away his life, and the club won't give up on treatment. We have been trying our best to get rid of this effect."
Mo Qiong was silent and looked at Master Gou again. At this moment, he finally persuaded Sneijder to eat a bite of bread.
But when he saw the bite of bread, Sneijder was even more terrified. "Ah! What have I done! "
"It's okay, it's just bread," Master Gou persuaded.
But Sneijder still opened his mouth in pain and didn't dare to chew. His hands were like claws hanging in the air, trembling, as if he was going crazy.
"I actually bit such a big hole in the bread! It's broken! It's broken by my bite! Ahhhh … "
As he spoke, Sneijder burst into tears, as if he had done something that could never be forgiven.
His cries were full of regret and despair, as if he was going to vomit out his soul.
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