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

That sounds pretty interesting...

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178. The Great Rescue of the Heroes (XIV)

Just then, Zhou Ke'er suddenly remembered that at the beginning of the module, Long Aotian was absolutely certain that the hero was running towards them, and he even led the way, as if he knew where the hero was...

If Zhou Ke'er's guess is true, then everything Long Aotian did before, and his seemingly idiotic demeanor, must have been an act!

The reason is simple. Zhou Ke'er had already said something in a previous module: "If someone is a little strange, others will be suspicious and pay attention to him, but if this guy is strange in every way, then others will be too lazy to care about him."

This aligns perfectly with Long Aotian's previous actions...

"Hey? What are you spacing out for? We've reached the end. What's next? Are we going to jump into the sea?"

Just then, Lengchitu's voice rang out, interrupting Zhou Ke'er's thoughts, "Look at you, what are you looking at? Oh...? Why are you staring at Long Aotian like a fool? You wouldn't... you wouldn't, would you? Ugh!"

Cold-cooked rabbit put on a shocked and disgusted expression, backed away repeatedly, and loudly added fuel to the fire with its self-righteous argument.

Coming to her senses, Zhou Ke'er gave Leng Chi Tu a helpless look. "You know you could get punched right there and then? Are you being sexist? Young man, you know you're in a very dangerous situation right now!"

Zhou Ke'er squinted her eyes, a "smile" on her face, and looked at Leng Chi Tu in a very kind manner, offering a friendly reminder while subconsciously glancing at the exit ahead.

And what they found at the end of the water outlet was... the ocean?!

This is so environmentally unfriendly! Where has everyone's sense of decency gone?! And if sea levels rise and flood this outlet, the whole city will stink! This design is clearly flawed! What idiot designer created this?!

"What's so strange about that? After all, my charm is simply unmatched... Hmm? Wait, wait a minute... What did you just say?... Same sex? What does that mean?"

Upon hearing Leng Chi Tu's words, Long Aotian was indulging in his usual self-praise when he suddenly realized something seemed amiss. After hesitating for a while, he slowly and hesitantly asked Zhou Ke'er, "I'm a man, so how can I be considered a same sex? Could it be... you...?"

"Yeah, that's right, I'm a guy... So what?"

Zhou Ke'er nodded seriously in acknowledgment, then tilted her head with a slightly puzzled look, "Is there something wrong with this? Isn't it obvious? Do you think I'm a woman? How could you mistake me for someone else?"

Huh? Obviously not! Long Aotian forcibly suppressed the urge to blurt out his disbelief and scrutinized Zhou Ke'er again, examining her carefully from head to toe—no, just kidding, look at her yourself, that face, that figure, can this be a man? This is a succubus?! It's terrifyingly powerful!

"What?! Miss Zhou Ke'er, no, sir? You're actually a man?!"

Another person who couldn't accept the truth was Taiga Aisaka, who had just caught her breath. The poor guy had just regained consciousness when he heard this shocking fact and instinctively cried out in disbelief.

"What?! You can't even tell that...?"

Zhou Ke'er paused halfway through his sentence. Hmm... he suddenly remembered that he was still suffering the punishment of being turned into a woman in the module. He had completely forgotten about it, having been too engrossed in other things...

"Is he the legendary cross-dressing master? What's wrong with society these days? Can the world ever get any better?!"

After receiving Zhou Ke'er's affirmative answer, Long Aotian finally couldn't help but open his mouth in shock, forgetting even his usual self-praise.

"Um... have you heard of the Mizuki Translation Group?"

Zhou Ke'er suddenly blurted out something nonsensical, but before anyone else could respond, she shook her head and continued, "Okay, don't worry about it, it's not important at all..."

"No! This is important! Extremely important!"

Cynthia, who hadn't spoken until now, suddenly jumped off Coffee's shoulder, her eyes widened, and she walked up to Zhou Ke'er with a serious expression. She glanced at Zhou Ke'er's... breasts with a look of despair, then looked down at herself. Well, as expected, she saw her feet right away.

Instantly, Cynthia exuded an aura of despair, muttering to herself, "This can't be! This isn't real! Damn it, it must be because of the curse! Damn it, those damned succubi! That vile and despicable race! This trash race should be wiped out forever!"

"Hey! Don't say such terrible things! This is blatant racism!"

While complaining, Zhou Ke'er peeked out to take a look at the situation above.

The water outlet isn't too far from the ground, and judging from the looks of it... there doesn't seem to be anyone guarding it. It's not the worst-case scenario Zhou Ke'er had anticipated, so there shouldn't be any major problems.

Zhou Ke'er couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As Zhou Ke'er peeked out, Coffee immediately grabbed Dahe and let Cynthia sit on his shoulder. Then, taking advantage of his status as an undead, he floated up directly.

Seeing this, Long Aotian also spread a pair of jet-black blood wings behind him, grabbed the cold-cooked rabbit, and quickly flew up.

Zhou Ke'er scratched her head, only then realizing... no one was paying attention to him! They had just left him here! That was too much!

As soon as they found out he was a man, they immediately turned hostile!

O man!

He'd finally seen it all: the essence of men is scumbags! Any breathing man is a scumbag! A dead man is a dead scumbag!

Thinking this angrily, Zhou Ke'er immediately poked her head out and looked at the others who had already reached the ground.

Cold-Eating Rabbit looked down at Zhou Ke'er and couldn't help but chuckle, a smug look on his face. He teased, "Hey, I think I suddenly understand what you meant when you said, 'Even the fastest AE86 can't catch up with Xia Shu in a Mercedes!'"

You completely misunderstood, you bastard!

But Cold-Cooked Rabbit's tone is so annoying! Has it really gone astray? Maybe it'd be better to rework it?

Zhou Ke'er covered her right eye with her right hand, and chuckled softly in a sinister tone, saying in a dangerous voice, "Fine, you forced me to do this! Don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Before Cold-Eating Rabbit could react, Zhou Ke'er immediately used the ring's special effect to switch places with Cold-Eating Rabbit—and also consumed a small amount of her sanity.

Seeing that the others were completely stunned, Zhou Ke'er put her hands on her hips and laughed wildly, "Hahahaha, serves you right for laughing at me! How about now? Come on up here, come on up here! Come and hit me, you idiot!"

"..."

Cold-Eat Rabbit covered her face in exasperation. She had gotten too carried away and had completely forgotten what kind of person Zhou Ke'er really was...

That guy is incredibly vengeful!

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178. The Great Rescue of the Heroes (Fifteen)

Before long, the cold-cooked rabbit was helplessly flown down and brought back up by Long Aotian.

Cold-cooked Rabbit was about to say something when Zhou Ke'er interrupted him.

Zhou Ke'er stood with her arms crossed and legs apart, looking exactly like a compass. She put on a sarcastic expression, but didn't say anything sarcastic. She just snorted and said simply, "I haven't jumped into the sea yet!"

"..."

Cold-cooked rabbit was speechless. Zhou Ke'er not only explained on the surface that it was just a small fight, but also added a hidden threat in her words!

That's too much! It's clearly a teammate's fault!

The problem is, if Zhou Ke'er dares to say it, he really dares to do it...

"Ahem, I mean... what do we do now? What's the plan? Are we going to hide somewhere, or have you already planned something else?"

Cold-cooked Rabbit turned his face away, coughed awkwardly twice, and pretended that nothing had happened, immediately changing the subject and asking.

"No rush, no rush. The reason they were able to find the hero before was because Princess Cynthia could sense the hero through her bloodline. Although I don't know the principle behind it, anyway, now that she's with us, the others probably won't be able to find us for a while, right?"

Zhou Ke'er spoke in a relaxed tone, then turned to Cynthia, "By the way, just asking... they probably don't have any way to sense the hero, or... sense your location, right?"

“They can’t. But someone can. I don’t know if someone who can sense me will be sent here.”

Cynthia shook her head, but still added a few more words of explanation: "After all, I don't know if Buck and the others can escape from those guys called 'police officers,' those weapons called 'guns' are unexpectedly lethal."

If they escaped, that's fine; if not... and someone else teleported in, then I don't know.

"Hmm... then we should be fine for now."

Zhou Ke'er nodded. After listening to Cynthia's words, she subconsciously glanced at the shoulder where she had just been shot. The wound had been gushing blood not long ago, but now it had congealed and healed. It didn't look like a life-threatening injury at all; it was just like a scraped skin.

Is this guy... really human? Or are humans from another world just physically stronger? But if they're all this strong, why would she worry about those guards getting shot to death with small pistols?

She must be the only one who's special, right?

However, now that you mention it...

"Speaking of which, you're asking me to help you remove some kind of curse, right? What kind of curse is it? What's its origin? I'm quite interested."

Zhou Ke'er yawned, seemingly not planning to leave for the time being, and continued to ask Cynthia, "I guess, is it related to your royal family? Maybe they're the ones who did it?"

The plot, with its clichés of children of feudal nobles burdened with curses and entrusted with dangerous missions, would have made Zhou Ke'er immediately... if it weren't for some shady dealings by the royal family involved.

No, there's nothing there.

In short, Zhou Ke'er was very familiar with this kind of routine. It was likely that the black mist that Cynthia had been emanating from, as well as the solidified Western dragon, were related to the curse.

The leading guard also said that this was a special move designed to kill heroes, which means that the curse Cynthia carries must be related to heroes—wow, so if that's the case, since she knew about the existence of summoning heroes and even specifically researched special moves, it means it must have happened more than once. So, this curse is passed down through generations? Is it following the "cursed bloodline" trope? She's practically a protagonist template!

"humble..."

Upon hearing this, Cynthia immediately raised her chin disdainfully, about to utter a vulgar curse, but then she caught sight of Zhou Ke'er's subtle expression and instantly recalled the terror of being dominated by Zhou Ke'er. She immediately cowered, "You...you're right! The curse on me is indeed related to the secrets of the royal family...I was born to be raised as a targeted weapon."

Yes, I knew it...

Zhou Ke'er nodded, glancing at the others as she went... Hmm? Where did Coffee get so many snacks from?!

Seeing Coffee eating a bunch of snacks from who-knows-where while listening to a storyteller, Zhou Ke'er, feeling very annoyed by Coffee's lack of focus, immediately went over and righteously confiscated most of the snacks that suited his taste. Then she sat down on the ground, looking ready to listen to Cynthia's story.

"Hmph, everyone else... *crunch*... is properly thinking about and building modules... *crunch*... things related to this, and all you do is eat, eat, eat! Have you no shame?"

Zhou Ke'er, munching on a small snack resembling potato chips, seriously criticized Coffee: "These young people nowadays... crunch crunch... what's wrong with them! They're getting worse with each generation... crunch... a generation gone! They don't even know how to share food!"

"Hey! You're the one who has the most shamelessness to criticize others!"

Cold Rabbit quietly withdrew the hand that had grabbed a large bag of potato chips from Coffee's arms, wiped the crumbs from the corner of her mouth, and righteously and sternly rebuked Zhou Ke'er.

Long Aotian was shocked. Who were these people?! Was he the only normal person in this module?! What's wrong with gamers these days? Is it because they're under too much pressure in real life that they're letting loose in games?

Do you want some?

Coffee looked at Long Aotian, who was staring at him, and felt a little intimidated. She timidly took out a small bag of cookies from her pocket, handed it to Long Aotian, and asked in a low voice.

"..."

Long Aotian awkwardly accepted it—"Hey, it's actually pretty good..."

Hey, wait a minute! That's not the point! Why is everyone so relaxed?! Is this some kind of life simulation mode?!

"Those are my snacks... I plan to eat them for the rest of the week..."

Taiga Aisaka muttered resentfully under her breath, "Sure enough, that guy Coffee took every last penny from the crowd at Taiga's house to reward... oh wait, no, that's not quite right..."

"Hey! Listen to me! You're the ones who told me to speak! What do you mean by not listening now? I'm a princess of a nation!"

Seeing Zhou Ke'er and the others' nonchalant, almost amusement-seeing attitude, Cynthia immediately spoke up angrily, "You lowly people! It's an honor for you to even speak to me! You filthy demons, how dare you insult me ​​like this!"

"...?"

Zhou Ke'er picked at her ear with her little finger, tilted her head, and looked at Cynthia with a puzzled expression. She said in a very kind tone, "Eh? Did you just say something? The wind was too strong and I didn't hear you. Could you repeat it? Or do you want to eat something?"

"..."

Cynthia's anger vanished instantly, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace. "No, it's nothing... I just wanted to ask when you're finally going to lift the curse on me..."