A Psychiatrist's Bizarre Game Journey / Dream of the Mist

Zhou Ke'er pursed her lips helplessly. Judging from Chen Tian's mother's personality, if Zhou Ke'er were to say these words, she would probably be interrupted countless times, and in the end, she would still not believe it and would have to ask Chen Tian. It would be better to let her say it herself from the beginning.

Seeing that Zhou Ke'er turned her head away and didn't react, Chen Tian gave Zhou Ke'er a resentful look, and then began to lie in despair.

Basically, she felt she could no longer tolerate her mother's strict control and harsh attitude, so she staged this whole thing in the hopes that her mother would change her attitude towards her after she was diagnosed with mental illness.

But to her surprise, her mother didn't choose to have her see a psychologist first, but instead sent her directly to a mental hospital, which made her feel even more desperate and pessimistic.

These words were naturally a set of lies that Zhou Ke'er and Chen Tian had concocted together after discussing them.

Chen Tian spoke these words with tears streaming down her face, and they were so powerful and moving that Zhou Ke'er was almost moved to tears.

The woman frowned deeply and remained silent for a long time without offering any opinion on the matter. Instead, she said to Zhou Ke'er, "Thank you, doctor. In that case, we'll head back now."

Zhou Ke'er thought about it and realized something was wrong! It seemed like the woman was in a hurry to go home and discipline Chen Tian because she didn't want to scold or beat him in public!

“Um… ma’am, although I shouldn’t interfere in your family matters, as a doctor, there’s something I must remind you of.”

Zhou Ke'er quickly straightened her expression and said, "Although your daughter is not sick so far, if you don't give her a proper consideration and continue to act recklessly, even a fake illness could become a real one, or even get worse."

"...Okay, thank you doctor, I understand."

The woman paused, nodded to Zhou Ke'er, and then left with Chen Tian.

"Ugh... what kind of mess is this?!"

Zhou Ke'er hung her head in distress. Although Chen Tian had chosen this outcome herself, Zhou Ke'er still felt extremely unhappy. How could there be such parents? No, how could there be such people? This kind of person was even more difficult to get along with than a mental patient.

It's absurd that you don't need to take a qualification exam to become a parent.

"Oh, could it be a misdiagnosis? I just saw that old lady looking constipated, and now you look so dejected. What happened? Tell us and cheer us up!"

Hu Tao walked in from the doorway and, seeing Zhou Ke'er's appearance, asked in a teasing tone.

No, not at all...

Zhou Ke'er shrugged, deciding to stop thinking about it. It was pointless anyway, so why bother? "Speaking of which, Jiazi, have you ever thought about what would happen if our world was fake, and there was a real world?"

"Wow, why are you even thinking about such a profound question?"

Hu Tao sat down and asked with a puzzled look on her face.

"Don't answer questions with questions, you jerk!"

"Okay, okay... If it were me, I wouldn't care. Anyway, if the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. After all, even if we find out the truth, there's nothing we can do. We might as well just live our lives happily."

"Hmm, you're right, this has nothing to do with me!"

"By the way, why did you suddenly ask that?"

"Emm... I think only in a fake world could there be a woman as flat-chested as you, right?"

"...That's quite right. Only in a fake world would there be a man as short as you!"

"Waaah!"

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13. Can an infinite flow story without zombies still be called an infinite flow story?

"My name is Zhou Ke'er, I'm 23 years old, unmarried, and a proud psychiatrist. I work overtime until 8 p.m. every day before I can go home. I don't smoke, and I only drink a little alcohol. I go to bed at 11 p.m. and make sure I get a full 8 hours of sleep every night. Before bed, I always drink a glass of warm milk, then do 20 minutes of stretching exercises, and then I fall asleep immediately. I sleep soundly until dawn, never carrying fatigue or stress into the next day. Doctor, uh, even I say I'm pretty normal."

At 10 p.m., Zhou Ke'er put on her gaming bracelet, lay on her soft and comfortable bed, and after speaking a long speech to the air with a deep expression, logged into the game.

Welcome to "Dream of the Mist"

Dense fog is gathering...

A short while later, Zhou Ke'er appeared in the small house.

"Hmm... Jin Yi and the others aren't online yet..."

Zhou Ke'er first sent a friend request to Chen Tian, ​​but after waiting a little while and finding no response, she had no choice but to play a game by herself first.

Hmph, it's already 10 o'clock and you're still not online. You poor thing, you don't understand the beauty of nightlife at all!

[Successfully selected "Difficult Multiplayer" dungeon]

Number of participants: 4-8 people

Loading...

Enjoy the game!

As the system notification tone ended, a CG sequence followed, as usual.

The dark gray sky was covered with heavy clouds, creating a sense of impending doom.

Countless citizens gathered in a panic on the edge of the city, but under military control they could barely maintain order and leave the city at an extremely slow pace.

Not far behind these citizens were several temporary isolation walls.

Outside the isolation wall, there were many desperate and rioting crowds. Some of them were directly isolated because they were infected with the virus, while others arrived too late, and the military was unwilling and unable to let in those who were not infected, so they simply kept them all inside.

At this moment, the city was practically a ghost town. The streets were filled with the living dead, or rather, zombies, who should have died long ago but were still alive in some way.

No one knows how this disaster broke out, why it occurred, or even... the exact location where the virus leaked out is unknown.

Fortunately, this virus is not transmitted through the air, so it is currently confined to the city.

The camera then shifts from an overhead view to a room in a building, where several people dressed in different ways are either deep in thought or pacing anxiously.

Main Quest: Survive for 48 hours. (Note: Half an hour after the module begins, the player's initial location will lose its protective effect.) Reward: 10 Sanity Points.

[Side Quest: Investigate the cause of the virus outbreak. Reward: 20 Sanity Points.]

Side Quest: Escape the City. (Note: Completing this quest counts as completing the main quest.) Reward: 10 Sanity Points.

[Bonus Mission: Destroy the city's outskirts defenses and expand the zombie outbreak area. Reward: 5 Sanity Points]

There are 30 seconds left before the game loads, during which players can prepare in advance.

[Backpack and equipment slots are now available]

[Countdown: 30....29...]

"Hmm... Zombie-themed modules, huh? This is a veteran type of the infinite flow genre. Indeed, it can't be considered an infinite flow genre without zombies!"

Zhou Ke'er nodded confidently and analyzed, then began to roll around on the ground listlessly.

The main problem was that he had neither props nor equipment, so there was really nothing to prepare. Besides, no one could see what he was doing in the preparation space anyway.

The only slight change was to the initial outfit, but it wasn't really a difference.

【Name: Dirty Hospital Gown (Upper Body)】

Quality: Inferior

[Effect: Very fragile, can withstand only a very small amount of damage]

[Note: This is a hospital gown specially made for mental patients. For some reason, the buttons on the sleeves have been removed, and the gown is covered with dirty mud and dust.]

The "brand new hospital gown (lower body)" and "washed-out slippers" have been replaced by "dirty and messy hospital gown (lower body)" and "tattered slippers covered in mud."

It has to be said that this setting is really too much. If Zhou Ke'er accidentally tears her clothes into strips while playing a dungeon, wouldn't she be exposed?

However... if this setting is used properly... Zhou Ke'er suddenly started to daydream... cough cough, no, she started to seriously think about it.

The 30-second countdown quickly ended, and as the thick fog instantly enveloped Zhou Ke'er, everything around her began to change rapidly, though it was difficult to see clearly through the fog.

A short while later, when the thick fog dissipated again, Zhou Ke'er found herself in the small room she had seen in the opening CG.

Zhou Ke'er subconsciously glanced around.

Beside him was a man dressed in normal initial clothing, namely a shirt and trousers, whose nickname was displayed above his head as "Nine Tribulations of the Divine Realm".

Next to the simple bed in the room, there was a little girl who looked to be eleven or twelve years old and was dressed in pajamas. Her nickname was "Spring Sleepiness and Autumn Fatigue".

A man dressed in a magnificent ancient-style silk robe sat on a sofa, observing the others. He possessed an alluring beauty; even without makeup, his face alone was enough to conjure up the word "exquisite" in anyone's mind. His nickname was "Zhang He of Hejian."

Zhou Ke'er was certain that this was the result of countless hours of character creation in the game, because no real man looks like this.

Ugh! What a sissy!

Zhou Ke'er felt a wave of nausea.

As for the last player, she was a short-haired woman dressed in a short-sleeved outfit that was easy to move in. She looked quite lively. Although she had a cold face, she inexplicably gave people the feeling of "Ah, is this guy the lively type?" Her nickname was "Red Crane".

It's worth mentioning that the little girl nicknamed "Spring Sleepiness and Autumn Fatigue" actually has a title. Above her nickname is a line of small, dark gray text: "The Dreamless Sleepless One".

Although it's unclear what the purpose of this title is, the fact that this little girl has a title means that she has already completed the "Nightmare" difficulty or even the more difficult "Dense Fog" dungeon.

So regardless of how useful this title is, she's a very useful teammate. (In short, a "tool" player)

However... seeing her leaning against the bed now, looking drowsy, makes one feel that she is unreliable.

Just then, Zhang He from Hejian stood up, walked to the water dispenser next to him, poured himself a glass of water, and prepared to drink it.

Upon seeing this, the Nine Tribulations of the Divine Realm quickly stepped forward and stopped them, saying, "Um... it's best not to eat anything here rashly. After all, this is a zombie world. What if there are viruses in the water?"

"Um..."

Upon hearing this, Zhang He was about to reply when he suddenly stepped aside.

Before anyone could figure out what was going on, a rather thick spring suddenly sprang out from the sofa where Zhang He had been sitting, flying right past where Zhang He had been standing.

The closest of the nine tribulations of the Divine Realm was startled and took several steps back. Before he could ask what had happened, he saw Zhang He suddenly leap forward.

"Crackling and popping!"

Almost simultaneously, the chandelier on the ceiling snapped off its chain with a "crack" and crashed straight down where Zhang He had just been standing, shattering glass everywhere.

"What a pity, it's really not beautiful..."

Zhang He didn't react much, as if he was used to it, but he looked regretfully at the water that had been spilled on the ground.

"What's going on?"

After waiting for a while and seeing that nothing had happened, the Nine Tribulations of the Divine Realm tentatively asked Zhang He.

"Alas...it's a long story."

Zhang He sighed, a hint of helplessness showing in his delicate eyes. He smoothed his slightly damp long hair with his hand. "I've always had terrible luck since I was a child. I've experienced almost every kind of bad luck imaginable, as long as it's not fatal. I thought it wouldn't be like this in the game, but I never expected..."

"However, this is good news."

As Zhang He spoke, he rallied his spirits and said, "Since bad luck is preventing me from drinking the water, it means there's nothing wrong with the water here. If there were a problem, drinking it would be bad luck, so why would it prevent me from drinking it?"

"this...."