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

Skill Name: Mind Deception (Low-Tier)

Quality: Normal

Type: Special

Special effect: Causes the target to lose consciousness briefly (1-10 seconds), with a very small chance of regaining control of the target's mind.

Cooling: None

Cost: 5 Mana

Skill Name: Hand of the Underworld

Quality: Normal

Type: Attack/Summon

Special effect: A demonic claw from the underworld forms behind the designated target. Since the summoned claw may come from anything from skeleton minions to abyssal lords, it is highly unpredictable.

Cooling: 5 minutes

Cost: 10 Mana

[Note: Player "Zhou Ke'er" has a maximum mana limit of 100 and a natural regeneration rate of 1/h. Please allocate and use mana wisely.]

"Tsk... doesn't seem very strong... so they're just cannon fodder to be sent to their deaths? Speaking of which... if this is how interdimensional teleportation works, then the best strategy would be to send a bunch of suicide soldiers here to commit mass suicide, and then have a powerful being come to protect the hero... right?"

Zhou Ke'er pondered, then suddenly realized: That might be exactly what the Demon King's army intended! Clearly, they were sent here to be sacrificed, cannon fodder! And... even if the Demon King's army didn't think that way, the human alliance could very well do the same thing...

It's a matter of life and death; who cares about morality then...?

Even if the player manages to withstand the first few waves of attacks, the enemy forces become increasingly stronger as the battle progresses. Furthermore, the player's mana cap is low, their skills are not only weak but also consume a lot of mana, and their mana regeneration rate is ridiculously slow...

Therefore, the strategy for dealing with this module is definitely not to confront it head-on. There must be some hidden side quests that can weaken the opponent or strengthen oneself, otherwise it would be impossible to complete.

Speaking of which... in a world of swords and magic, could the other world from which the summoned hero comes be a technologically advanced world?

That means...

Firearms, neural weapons, poisons, even hydrogen bombs and nuclear bombs....

This has potential!

[Preparation time over...]

[Transferring...]

[Mod begins, have fun!]

As the system notification ended, Zhou Ke'er disappeared into a familiar cloud of black mist and arrived on a street in the blink of an eye.

Hmm... that's perfectly normal on modern streets.

However, there were few pedestrians. Apart from a few players with strange appearances standing with Zhou Ke'er, no other humans passed by.

Zhou Ke'er subconsciously glanced around at her teammates in this module.

First of all, the Cold-Cooked Rabbit seems to have been randomly assigned to the Undead race, with bluish-gray skin and many stitches, but it doesn't have a disgusting smell and looks... strangely appealing.

As for the others...

"Beautiful lady, it's an honor to experience this game with you. You just need to follow behind me; I'm quite confident in my abilities!"

Before Zhou Ke'er could finish reading, a pale-skinned man who looked like a vampire spoke to her.

Ha, he's clearly a vampire and yet he ended up as cannon fodder, what a loser!

Zhou Ke'er glanced at the nickname above the person's head.

Wow... this nickname has a weird sense of déjà vu...

The person's nickname was "Long Aotian".

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166. The Great Rescue of the Heroes (Part Two)

Uh... this nickname does have a strange sense of déjà vu...

Zhou Ke'er scratched her head and pointed to herself: "Are you talking to me? Are you sure?"

Cold-cooked Rabbit was looking at Zhou Ke'er with a very strange gaze. Although he didn't know why Zhou Ke'er had become like this, when he thought about it... well, after all, this guy is Zhou Ke'er, so he naturally assumed that... he probably just awakened some strange fetish. Turning into a female character to tease ignorant male players is something Zhou Ke'er would do, so there's nothing to be surprised about.

Thinking of this, Cold-Eating Rabbit couldn't help but suppress a laugh, turning her head away from Long Aotian, afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold back her laughter.

"Of course! Who else could it be? Oh, I see, I see."

Sigh, it's all my fault for being too outstanding, too perfect, that you couldn't believe it was real that I was talking to you! Sigh, sometimes, being too perfect and dazzling is a kind of trouble!

But don't worry, I'm definitely talking to you! It's true, you can keep it as a precious memento, to savor repeatedly in the long, dull journey of life, I allow it.”

Upon seeing Zhou Ke'er's reaction, Long Aotian first replied matter-of-factly, then suddenly realized something, looking as if he understood everything. He then sighed self-pityingly for a few moments before looking at Zhou Ke'er again, looking very serious, and speaking each word with genuine emotion, as if he were moved by his own words.

"Pfft..."

Cold-cooked rabbit couldn't help but burst out laughing, then buried its face in its hands, its shoulders shaking wildly, making suffocating breathing sounds.

After a while, she recovered and realized that Long Aotian was looking at her suspiciously. Just as she was about to give a perfunctory reply, Zhou Ke'er, who was staring at her with dead fish eyes, took it upon herself to explain, "Ah, it's like this, when she saw someone as perfect and outstanding as you, and thought about being able to experience the same module with you, and even be able to use it as a memento for the future, she was so happy that she couldn't help but laugh out loud. Please forgive her, after all, you are just too perfect!"

After reciting the long string of words in a monotone tone, ignoring the bewildered look on Leng Chi Tu's face, Zhou Ke'er stared at Long Aotian, intending to see how he would react to such cheesy and sarcastic words.

Long Aotian suddenly seemed to understand, nodded, and sighed helplessly, "I see, I get it now. Sigh... Why am I so perfect? ​​This damnedly stunning good looks, this damnedly charming personality, make it impossible for me to communicate normally with others. It's such a sin! It's so annoying!"

Well, to be objective and fair, if we only look at his face, I have to say that Long Aotian is indeed quite handsome, it's just a pity he has a mouth.

Zhou Ke'er felt that this guy was either completely shameless and a master of manipulating people's minds with superb acting skills, or he was a genuine little idiot and narcissistic maniac. But... whichever it was, it seemed quite interesting...

Zhou Kexin became interested, but she first took a look at the remaining player, who hadn't said a word yet.

There was also a male player present, surrounded by many eerie green flames, with dark eyes, his head down, biting his fingernails, seemingly muttering something, looking extremely resentful, and appearing very immersed in the role.

Zhou Ke'er subtly moved closer and heard him muttering something: "I'm so hungry, so hungry, so hungry! Where's the food? Where's the kitchen? Can I eat monsters?"

Hey! The important thing is, can you even eat anything now that you look like a ghost?!

Zhou Ke'er couldn't help but complain inwardly, "Looks like I've been matched with some problematic teammates this time! But... this is exactly the type of teammate Zhou Ke'er was hoping for. They seem more resilient than normal players... no, I mean, they have a higher mental fortitude. Hopefully, they won't break me too quickly! Hehehehe!"

Just as Zhou Ke'er was secretly plotting something shady, a sound suddenly came from not far away, like something collapsing, mixed with someone's scream.

"The story has begun! Has the human alliance found the hero yet? But it's alright, the hero can't have died at the beginning. He should be heading this way, and we can catch up with him! It should be this way, follow me! With me here, there won't be any mistakes!"

Before anyone else could say anything, Long Aotian reacted very quickly, made a judgment, and gave the order, taking the lead and running ahead.

Since someone volunteered to... oh no, to volunteer to be the commander, Zhou Ke'er was happy to relax, swallowing back what she was about to say and following Long Aotian's instructions.

A short while later, after crossing just one street, they saw a high school-aged boy running towards them in a disheveled state from the street corner connecting the street to the right. Upon seeing the strangely dressed Zhou Ke'er and the others, he stopped in his tracks, sighed in despair, and quickly turned around and ran in the opposite direction.

The boy who turned and ran back naturally closed the distance between himself and the alley he had rushed out of. Before Long Aotian could explain the situation, a spear flew out from the alley and was about to pierce the boy. He seemed to have no way to dodge and was about to die on the spot. Fortunately, Zhou Ke'er decisively used Nether Claw, summoning a skeletal hand that grabbed the boy by the back of his neck—no, by the back of his collar—and pulled him away, barely managing to dodge the spear.

Tsk, it really is just a skeleton hand. All that talk about random summoning, the probability is clearly a lie. But... thankfully it's just a skeleton hand for now. What if it accidentally summoned some kind of hellish abyss lord's claw and killed the hero? It's hard to say whether this is lucky or unlucky.

"Well done! Thanks to you!"

As Long Aotian caught the brave warrior, he casually tossed him toward Zhou Kai'er and the others behind him, and said to Zhou Ke'er, who had just finished casting a spell, "Now it's my turn!"

Immediately afterwards, four people emerged from the alley: three fully armed guards and a young girl following behind them. The guard in the lead picked up the spear he had missed throwing and glanced at Zhou Ke'er and the others: "Undead, undead... Hmm? Why are there vampires and succubi too? Shouldn't only lower-ranking races be able to teleport over in the first wave?"

"That means either they're too weak, or they've used some method to reduce their strength. After all, the magical energy of the monsters teleported for the first time has a threshold, so their strength can't be very high. Don't worry, we can defeat them!"

The girl answered immediately.

Zhou Ke'er curled her lip in displeasure. How dare he say he's weak? If the Netherworld Claw wasn't still on cooldown, Zhou Ke'er would have grabbed that guy and turned him into a firearm on the spot!

"What exactly is going on?"

The boy was still in shock. After finally calming down, he asked the question.

Zhou Ke'er, who was holding him by the collar, gave him a look as if he were an idiot. "Can't you see? They're trying to kill you. We're saving you."

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167. The Great Rescue of the Heroes (Part 3)

Zhou Ke'er had initially thought that a tense and fierce battle was about to begin, and the girl's belligerent remarks only reinforced that belief. But to his surprise... he had miscalculated.

The leading guard shook his head, keeping a wary eye on Zhou Ke'er and her companions while blocking the girl's path. He slowly led the other guards back down the alley they had come from. "No, Princess Cynthia, our mission is not only to kill the hero, but also to protect you. Both the undead and the succubus have ways to penetrate our defenses and harm you. You saw the skeletal hand that just saved the hero; it would be terrible if it were used on you. And..."

Before the man could finish speaking, Long Aotian couldn't help but rush forward, shouting, "You think you can just escape like that? Don't be ridiculous! Take this!"

As he spoke, he conjured a blood-stained sword in his hand and charged towards the guard, thrusting it forward with a sudden thrust. At the same time, seeing Long Aotian's movement, the guard to his right immediately raised his spear to parry, while the leading guard continued his unhurried retreat, saying, "Also, even the weaker vampires and succubi, their racial characteristics indicate that our battle will inevitably drag on for a long time. Our endurance in prolonged combat is inferior to that of demons, but that's secondary. The main issue is the huge noise we just made; it will quickly attract attention. Getting caught up in this unnecessary trouble isn't a good thing. It's better to retreat first and then make further plans."

"All right..."

Having come this far, the girl had no choice but to nod.

So why do you have to state your reasons so openly in front of everyone?!

After mentally complaining, Zhou Ke'er looked at Long Aotian, who was entangled with the guards, and shouted, "Stop chasing them! Let them retreat if they want to!"

Long Aotian was taken aback upon hearing this, and the guard parried his sword strike, giving him the opportunity to retreat decisively.

Seeing Long Aotian's puzzled look, Zhou Ke'er explained, "First of all, we may not be able to defeat them. Even if we target that girl, we can't guarantee that they won't take the opportunity to kill the hero."

Secondly, even if we can defeat them... have you forgotten? The setting of this module is that after defeating one wave, an even stronger one will be teleported in, so their retreat is actually advantageous to us. After all, it was mentioned in the opening CG that the human king was already at the gates of the city, which is why he chose to summon the hero.

With that as leverage, we can hide until the capital is breached. Then, the only challenge we'll face will be a simple hunt, unless they all commit suicide and a more powerful force takes their place.

So delaying this is to our advantage. Besides, that guy was right; with such a commotion here, if we get caught, we'll be in big trouble. So we need to slip away first.

"I see, you're right. Hmm... there are always people more capable than you, and even the wisest can make a mistake. I didn't even consider that. Thanks to you, I acknowledge your wisdom!"

Long Aotian listened thoughtfully and nodded seriously in reply.

By the way, the joke about cold-cooked rabbit is really easy to understand.

"What exactly happened? Why did they want to kill me? And who are you?"

The boy couldn't help but ask again.

"Lead the way, we'll talk as we walk to your house. You don't want to end up in jail, do you?"

Zhou Ke'er was taken aback by the boy's imperious manner, but to her surprise, the boy actually obeyed her completely. She then explained, "Obviously, we come from another world. Those people just now belong to the Human Alliance, while we are from the Demon King's army. In order to save the crisis, they decided to summon the hero, which is you. Do you understand?"

"But before that, we need to kill you to successfully summon them, so we were sent here to protect you in order to stop them."

Cold-Eat Rabbit, after hearing half of this, glanced at Zhou Ke'er with a hint of doubt. Telling everything wasn't like Zhou Ke'er's style. Besides... was it really okay to just say it directly? Couldn't we rule out the possibility of some saintly hero willing to sacrifice himself to save humanity?

Cold-cooked Rabbit originally thought Zhou Ke'er would come up with a different excuse.