I learned how to slay gods in a mental hospital. Chapter 1881: Mad Universe

"Hmm?" Before the autopsy table, An Qingyu, scalpel in hand, seemed to sense something and frowned as he looked toward the direction of the fog wall. "Is that Yu San... [Chaos]?" An Qingyu set down his scalpel and rubbed his temples with one hand, as if processing some information. "That guy... has he gone so mad that he doesn't even care about factions anymore?" An Qingyu had assumed that Yu…