Chapter 30: Section 30 - Psychological Issues

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... The setting sun gradually sank into the west. Carrying a backpack filled with small bread loaves, Chen Fei set off on his return journey to the Aircrew Base. As he left the school, Teacher Shen Fei and several students who were staying overnight stood on the ridge with flashlights, lighting the path ahead for him. After the sunset, the temperature dropped sharply. A cold wind suddenly swept through his neck. Chen Fei shivered and hastily zipped up his windbreaker, pulled on his hood, and turned on the light on his shoulder. Only then did he feel somewhat better. "Awoooo..." The distant howling of wolves echoed across the mountains, followed by another howl from a different direction, as if they were responding to each other. For a moment, the howling of the wolves rose and fell, like a large gathering, making one's hair stand on end with fear and trepidation. However, Chen Fei seemed oblivious to it, his mind completely detached from the wolf howls filling his ears, instead recalling the afternoon's essay class. Emmmmm... very bizarre. It was just an elementary school essay. How hard could it be? Teacher Shen Fei's essay topic allowed choosing any fruit to write a composition of over 200 words, which provided a lot of creative freedom. Chen Fei, helping Teacher Shen Fei, also grabbed a pen and a sheet of grid paper, playfully joining the elementary students in writing the essay. A college student writing an elementary school essay, whether in terms of social experience or vocabulary mastery, was akin to a dimensional strike. While the elementary students were scratching their heads in deep thought, Chen Fei easily began writing. He chose watermelon and cleverly started by comparing it to a puffed-up green frog. If he continued using metaphors, personifications, and exaggerations, it could have been a lively and interesting essay. However, Chen Fei failed to notice that his writing had mysteriously gone astray, veering off by miles. "...a white knife goes in, a red knife comes out... red liquid flows... cut into eight pieces..." He ended up turning a simple watermelon cutting into a watermelon murder case, and the writing was filled with murderous intent. It was only after finishing the last word that he abruptly realized he had written a very peculiar essay. Feeling that something was off, Chen Fei didn't dare show the sheet filled with writing to Shen Fei. Instead, he pretended as if nothing had happened and quietly folded it, stuffing it into his pocket. This was very wrong, incredibly wrong! But there was also some good news. The "Phantosmia" finally had a solution that required neither injections nor medication, all thanks to a book titled "DOS for Dummies." The commands within it could actually affect "Phantosmia," and although he had yet to try the other commands, the command "cls" had already been proven to be effective. Shen Fei generously gifted him this half-century-old computer book, solving his urgent problem, which was now sitting in his backpack alongside the bizarre essay from the afternoon. During the night, the loud howls of wild wolves did not come to bother Chen Fei. Even if they targeted him, it did not matter; an AK-47 in hand, the mere sound of gunfire was enough to deter these beasts, enough to keep the whole pack at bay. "Pfft! Are you joking?" Dr. William Jackson, his head full of question marks, then looked at Chen Fei with the expression one reserves for an idiot. If there had been a Husky across from him, tongue out and silly as ever, then it would have been spot on, old pal! But he was not facing a Husky! "No joke, something's really off, very off, Doctor." Chen Fei spread his hands, indicating he hadn't come to bother the doctor with this dull joke late at night, and moreover, to interrupt his private time. If he didn't figure out this oddity, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to sleep a wink. "Uh, indeed... something's very off, you came to the right person." Dr. William Jackson's expression turned serious. He clicked a few times on his computer screen, then turned to Chen Fei and continued, "Let's start with a psychological test questionnaire. This one is professional, used annually for psychological assessments by the pilots." An adult writing an elementary school essay was abnormal enough, especially one penned like this. As Chen Fei filled out the psychological test questionnaire, the doctor rested his hands on his chin, sniffed his nose—the scent of Heather was a bit strong, so he quickly tore off a piece of alcohol wipe, rubbed fiercely, and then threw it into the trash can. Ding!~ The collection and juicing machine emitted a crisp sound, completed the quick freezing collection, and showed the number 58—this month's collection quantities. Just two more and he could send them out via transport machine, convolutedly delivering them to the buyer, then waiting for a hefty transaction to come through. For high-quality men, making money was just that easy. Poor students would be crying by the roadside. "Illegal operation or incorrect command Illegal operation or incorrect command A:\\>cls A:\\>_ Illegal operation or incorrect command ..." Phantosmia continued to tirelessly refresh the screen, but now Chen Fei had a way to deal with it, occasionally throwing out a "cls" command to clear the screen, letting his view return to clarity. Even if it quickly filled up again, it was still better than being completely without a plan as before. After a series of taps and swipes, ten minutes later, Chen Fei finally completed the lengthy psychological assessment questionnaire and turned the screen back to the doctor. -

Chapter 30: Section 30 - Psychological Issues

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