"Everything else is fine," Manstein said with difficulty, "but we can't get the Dream Date here... Even on the Ark, it's not easy to get this kind of thing."

Ivan seemed to have anticipated this and did not say much. Instead, he took the list back, crossed out the item "Dream dates or incense-based dream date products", thought for a moment, and wrote down a few common sedatives.

"Recently, Ark has become much stricter in controlling things like Dream Dates... After mixing these drugs, they can barely serve as a substitute for Dream Dates. However, if you want to achieve the same level of hallucinogenic effects, the dosage will be very large, which may leave him with permanent sequelae."

Ivan glanced at Manstein. Although he did not continue speaking, the latter quickly understood what he meant and whispered, "His pension has been paid to his family. They only know that he died during a routine ruins exploration mission... In the Ark's files, he... is already dead."

Although this practice is a bit cruel, it is understandable... Those injured hunters may be able to sign a confidentiality agreement with them, but if a mentally ill survivor like this is sent back rashly, if he accidentally lets the cat out of the bag while talking nonsense, it will be a big trouble.

If his sanity could not be restored, the best outcome would be to spend the rest of his life in a prison-like ward.

Ke Lan sighed and patted Ivan on the shoulder: "Hurry up, if we can find out what happened in the mine, maybe there is still a way to save him."

"I don't have any psychological burden," Ivan smiled at Ke Lan, "I have seen many patients like this. For them, perhaps... death is the best relief."

As he spoke, Ivan had already opened his medical insurance and took out a complete set of surgical tools.

"Wait a minute... Doctor, what are you going to do?" Seeing Ivan fiddling with the shiny scalpel, Layton was confused. "Hypnosis... hypnosis also requires surgery?"

"No need for surgery," Ivan replied.

"Then why did you take out the scalpel?"

"Just in case of emergency... When injecting patients with large doses of sedatives, there is a chance of various emergencies, including sudden death. Prepare everything needed for rescue to avoid being in a rush when the time comes." Ivan said calmly.

"So it will be done here? If surgery is required, do we need to prepare a sterile environment?" Ke Lan asked.

"Indeed... But this room meets the requirements for surgery and is equipped with an auxiliary robotic arm... As long as the dirt inside is cleaned and disinfected, it can be used as a temporary operating room." Ivan nodded.

"Okay, I'll have someone clean up the room now." Manstein was about to let the guard in but was stopped by Ke Lan.

"Let me do it."

"Ah?" Manstein turned his head in surprise and looked at Ke Lan. "For such a small matter...why don't you bother Mr. Ke Lan to do it yourself? The people below will take care of it..."

"No, I just have a small guess that needs to be confirmed. Let me do it." Ke Lan said, "Also, prepare a set of medical protective clothing for me. The largest size is required. Also, find some cardboard. If there is no cardboard, polymer board will do. Also, a quilt."

Although he could not understand Ke Lan's request at all, Manstein still did it. In less than ten minutes, these things were delivered to Ke Lan.

Ke Lan is 175cm tall and weighs just under 70kg, which is a very standard figure. Wearing the largest-sized medical protective suit, there is enough space inside the suit for another person... and Ke Lan stuffed cardboard, cotton wool and other things in there as fillers - now, his bloated body is full of angles raised by folded cardboard, and there is even a cardboard box with two holes dug on his head, which looks both funny and weird.

At this time, even Lao Gou couldn't stand it anymore: "Ke Lan...what are you doing? Today is not April Fools' Day?"

"Old dog, do you think I look like a human being now?" Ke Lan turned around and raised his arm with some difficulty and waved at the old dog.

"It doesn't look like a human being, it looks like a sand sculpture."

"Let's talk business. If you woke up from your sleep and saw me standing next to your bed like this, would you regard me as a human being?"

"No, I will immediately pull out the pistol under my pillow and smash your head and this broken cardboard box into pieces."

"That's good. You guys stay away. Manstein, ask someone to open the door. I'm ready to go in." Ke Lan said.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute..." The old dog grabbed Ke Lan's sleeve, "If you go in like this, you won't scare that unlucky guy to death, right?"

"That's not necessarily true."

As he spoke, Ke Lan had already staggered to the door of the confinement room.

The door slowly opened, but Ke Lan did not walk in - to be precise, he did not walk into the confinement room, but put his legs together and jumped in step by step like a Chinese zombie in an old movie from the old era.

Just when everyone outside the confinement room thought that the survivor would be stimulated like before, they unexpectedly discovered that the survivor was just staring quietly at Ke Lan who jumped into the room. Although his expression was a little confused, he did not seem to feel any fear.

"This is fucking weird!" The old dog cursed. "What's the principle behind this? Seeing a living person is like seeing a ghost. But when I see a guy dressed like a ghost, I'm not scared at all?"

"Because this is not his stressor..." Ivan said thoughtfully, "I understand! Ke Lan did this because he wanted to find out what his stressor is!"

"Stressor? Does it mean something that will stimulate him? I think I understand a little bit... but I'm still a little confused..."

"His stressor is people," Ke Lan said through the communicator he carried, "or rather, things that look like people."

"So he will go crazy when he sees humans? This is... this doesn't make sense. It doesn't make sense to be afraid of his own kind. Could it be that the enemies they encountered underground were not indigenous creatures, but humans--" The old dog's words stopped abruptly. His eyes suddenly widened with an expression of disbelief.

"It's not a human, but it should be something that looks like a human." Ke Lan said, "You see, my current appearance is very different from that of a normal human, so he won't feel afraid, nor will he have a stress reaction."