nycdaug Chapter 183 Post-war Psychological Counseling?
Chapter 183 Post-war Psychological Counseling?
The Thorn was about to land, and everyone hurriedly returned to their dormitories to retrieve their luggage. The once quiet ward finally fell silent.
Yangon, who had been pretending to be off, shook his ears: "They all care about Her Highness the Princess."
“Yes, that’s probably the meaning of comrades-in-arms.” Leng Ran shouldered two sacks of bread. “Trust is equivalent, so I will also take responsibility for their lives.”
“I see…” Yangon looked out the window at the azure sky, “What if a powerful being appeared in this world who wanted to destroy human civilization?”
He smiled coldly: "Simple, just beat them up."
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Exit point.
The instructors were standing on the ground waiting for the students to disembark from the warship one by one. Rows of students carrying small bags passed in front of them, and among this group of people, a thin figure carrying two large sacks stood out.
After recognizing the person, Instructor Lin teased, "Mo Li, are you here to buy goods on the Thorn Ship?"
Leng Ran quickly replied, "No, it's robbery."
Instructor Lin: ?
Instructor Song walked over: "Mo Li, see that door over there? Go in, room number three."
Leng Ran asked in confusion, "What do you want me to do?"
Instructor Song explained, "Psychological counseling. People coming back from the battlefield for the first time need to undergo a psychological assessment to prevent post-traumatic stress disorder."
After all, these children have already endured too much in this small battle, especially Mo Li, who resolutely stepped forward to lead after facing so many deaths. One wonders if beneath his strong exterior lies a heart riddled with wounds?
As Instructor Song was feeling sad, a soft bread was handed to him.
"Instructor Song, would you like to try some?" Leng Ran had already opened the sack and was distributing the bread to the instructors. "Everyone gets a share."
Instructor Song: ...I was overthinking it.
Although Leng Ran didn't think she had any psychological problems, she still went to room number three as required.
The psychologist's name and photo were posted on the door of the room. I glanced at them coldly and saw that he was a very young man named Wu Zhiren.
The room was empty except for a few cabinets, two sofas facing each other, and a potted plant. Leng Ran didn't stand on ceremony; after throwing the sack on the ground, he sat down in a chair.
"A yawn—" a lazy voice sounded from behind Leng Ran, "Honestly, I have to go to work again."
Leng Ran looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man in casual clothes open the door and walk towards her slowly. This must be Wu Zhiren.
Wu Zhiren looked tall and thin, with messy black hair covering one eye. Half of his shirt was tucked into his pants, while the other half hung out. He looked very... sloppy, completely different from the real doctors Leng Ran had seen at Storm Star First Hospital.
Leng Ran tentatively asked, "Dr. Wu?"
"Hmm," Wu Zhiren replied in a muffled voice, "Wait a moment, I'll change my clothes."
Amidst cold, shocked gazes, Wu Zhiren took out a white lab coat that had been crumpled into a ball from a cabinet in the corner, shook it a couple of times, and then draped the wrinkled lab coat over his body.
Wu Zhiren slumped lazily in his chair: "That's better now."
He tapped the right side of the armrest, and a tablet notebook with a capacitive pen automatically appeared, containing information about the students who were about to undergo psychological diagnosis. A cold, blank data sheet also automatically appeared in front of Wu Zhiren.
“Mo Li…I’ve heard that name before.” Wu Zhiren yawned again. “I’ll ask, you answer.”
How do you view your comrades-in-arms?
"A fellow traveler".
How do you view life?
"Why not go to sleep?"
How should we view bloodshed?
"It was inevitable."
How do you view the death of others?
"Though dead, he lives on."
Wu Zhiren sat up straight, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, which were hidden by his stray hairs: "One last question, what do you think of predetermined fate?"
“Nonsense,” Leng Ran replied decisively. “Nothing is predetermined, and I never believe in fate.”
"Oh, alright, you can go now." Wu Zhiren showed no emotion as he checked the box on the cold, indifferent form. "Go out and call the next person in."
Leng Ran shouldered two sacks and walked out of the room, followed by Wu Zhiren's muttered voice: "When am I ever going to get off work..."
Although he heard Wu Zhiren's complaints, Leng Ran still considerately called the person waiting outside into the house. As soon as he looked up, he saw Qin Yue staring blankly at the doctor's resume.
"Hmm? Qin Yue? You're also in room number three?" Leng Ran stepped aside to let her in. "Go in, Dr. Wu is waiting for you."
Qin Yue touched her head: "Ah, okay, I'll go then."
Watching Qin Yue enter the room, Leng Ran put down the sack, opened his personal computer, which was already full of unread messages from the group chat "I'm the best at beating up alien beasts".
[XiXiIsTheMostHandsome]: Did you guys see the notice the school just sent out? They gave us a week off before school starts! Let's go out and have some fun!
[XiXi is the coolest]: (Cat peeking out.jpg) Is anyone here? Have you all come out yet?
[XiXi is the most handsome]: Is anyone there? Anyone there... (spamming)
Autumn wind: It's here.
[Yuheng Star]: Where do you want to go?
[XiXi is the coolest]: Arcade! Star Wars is back online, let's go do a dungeon!
[Not Good at Fighting]: Where's Ali? Is she alright?
Star Wars? A cold smile crept across his face as he recalled the mission called "Salvation and Destruction."
Before being teleported away from the apocalypse, the system gave her the option to take something with her as an extra reward. She took the diary without hesitation, but the diary never reappeared in the real world, so it was very likely in the Star Wars system.
In addition, she was also very interested in the "a fragment (already cracked)" written in the mission reward column, so she might as well take this opportunity to go and see Star Wars.
[Can eat and fight]: Let's go, I want to go play too.
[XiXi is the coolest]: Let's meet at the entrance and take the hovercar!