Block 19.
The city is divided into thirty-four blocks. Though the city is small, each area is highly prosperous and extremely multi-dimensional.
Huge billboards cut the space into three-dimensional segments.
Amidst numerous electronic screens, billboards, and neon lights, there is a relatively small plaque that reads "Psychological Clinic, Block 19".
Generally speaking, those who come here for inquiries are severe mental disorder patients.
At least, that's what the doctor told Wen Xishu.
It's said that once you come here, your file will be kept, making it hard to find a job in the future. Of course, you could opt for a lobotomy and become a superior worker in the factories.
Working on the assembly lines, doing tasks that don't require thinking, just robotic, repetitive actions, relying on muscle memory for high-end jobs.
"You're saying... everyone who comes here is at risk of serious mental illness? Do you think I look like one?" Wen Xishu asked the doctor.
