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

Zhou Ke'er gave a vague answer and casually opened a bottle of water, gulping it down.

"Why are you taking it like this! Is this how you take medicine?! Taking it like this will definitely cause problems!"

"Nine Tribulations of the Divine Realm asked, dumbfounded."

"There will definitely be problems then."

While chewing the pills, Zhou Ke'er replied, "Taking them like this can cause ulcer bleeding, induce and aggravate infections, edema, high blood pressure, low blood potassium and other adverse reactions, and can also damage the nervous system."

"Then why are you still eating like this?"

The Nine Tribulations of the Divine Realm completely baffled him. Even in a game... no one would self-destruct like that! And, knowing full well the consequences, why did he still do it without hesitation? Is this guy really insane...?

So, is the conclusion that all psychiatrists are mentally ill actually correct?

"Although it's not nice to say it like this, and it might discourage me a bit, you all know that if we break out here, whether we succeed or not, I'm bound to get infected, right?"

Zhou Ke'er shrugged calmly and explained to them, "Even if it's just blood or something that splashes onto my wound, I'll get infected very easily, so I have to prepare in advance."

"..."

Upon hearing this, the Nine Tribulations of the Divine Realm realized that this was indeed the case, so he silently lowered his head and said nothing, which was taken as tacit agreement.

Indeed, once things start running, everyone will be on their own, and even the kindest person wouldn't abandon themselves to help others in that situation. While there might be some genuinely kind people, none of the people here are.

"Well... I originally wanted to capture a few people to do some simple human experiments to see if this drug was effective, but it turns out I can only experiment on myself now."

Zhou Ke'er swallowed the pill in her mouth, showing no signs of pessimism or frustration. Instead, she seemed eager to try it out. "Ah, I truly have the fearless spirit to dedicate myself to science! I'm practically the Copernicus of a new era!"

After all, conducting human experiments on yourself sounds incredibly exciting!

The others didn't know who Copernicus was, but they could guess from Zhou Ke'er's words, so they didn't ask further. It was, after all, a trivial matter.

"Sounds interesting! Getting infected by zombies? That's much more interesting than completing a mission."

Upon hearing this, the dead fish's eyes lit up with an eerie light, and it immediately pulled out a bottle of high-dose steroids, taking five or six pills with water.

"Normally one pill is enough...wait, you don't mean to..."

Zhou Ke'er suddenly realized something, glanced at Hong He, and asked, "You want to do human experiments with me?"

"Hmm, in that case, why don't you go get bitten first, and I'll see how it goes?"

Before Honghe could answer, Zhou Ke'er excitedly asked, "Anyway, you've already decided to get infected, so it doesn't matter if it's sooner or later."

"What you say makes a lot of sense, but I refuse."

Honghe glanced at Zhou Ke'er with dead fish eyes. "Being watched as someone conducts human experiments on you is a boring thing no matter how you look at it. I think watching your reaction after you get bitten is much more interesting. Don't you think so?"

"I love you!"

Zhou Ke'er's expression hardened, and she solemnly spoke to Honghe.

"!!!"

The attention of everyone around was instantly drawn, and they all looked over in shock, including the drowsy and tired Chun Juan Qiu Fei who secretly opened his eyes a crack.

"Oh, since you love me so much, could you go and get bitten first, and let me see what happens?"

Honghe's expression remained unchanged. She even casually tied up her loose hair again, and said expressionlessly with a lively face.

"whispering sound."

Zhou Ke'er pouted. Everything in the book was a lie! Why is it that in other novels, the protagonist can get away with anything with a girl just by saying something like that, but Zhou Ke'er can't?

This is not fair!

Zhou Ke'er's eyes instantly turned deadpan. No one could offend Zhou Ke'er, no one. Not even Mu Susu!

Ah, speaking of Mu Susu, I'd die without Mu Susu's story!

"Alright, that's enough. Let's go."

Shenyu Jiujie took a deep breath, unable to bear these two clowns any longer. He said something, and after everyone nodded, he reached out and pushed open the door of the pharmacy.

------------

19. Zhou is turning into a zombie, Ke'er

On a wide street.

Several people were running desperately forward, followed closely by a huge horde of zombies, creating a rather spectacular scene.

"Huff...huff...I think...huff...we can't escape!"

Zhou Ke'er said breathlessly as she ran.

Zhou Ke'er and her companions had just managed to break through the horde of zombies on that small street after exhausting all their strength, but they had seriously underestimated the zombies' perseverance.

This horde of zombies chased them for five or six blocks, and their numbers kept increasing.

The group was almost at their limit, but the zombies didn't seem tired at all.

"That's the customs building!"

Just then, Shenyu Jiujie suddenly pointed to a tall, elegant, pointed-roof building ahead and said, "This means we're almost at the bridge to the east!"

The group breathed a sigh of relief, but then frowned again—they still couldn't shake off the zombies. Should they... just lead them over? But that would make it difficult for them to escape themselves.

When the troops blocking the way see this scene, they won't care whether the people in front of them are alive or not; they'll just open fire and mow them down.

"A lighter! Give me a lighter, quick!"

Zhou Ke'er suddenly beamed with joy, kicked open the glass of a passing shop, quickly grabbed a few small bottles and stuffed them into her pocket, then spoke to the others.

"You found something to use for an explosion again? The lighter is in my backpack, it's hard to get, but I have a box of matches in my pocket, is that okay?"

Honghe pulled a box of matches from her pocket and tossed it to Zhou Ke'er, saying, "But if the explosion is too loud, it will attract more zombies."

"It's alright, it wasn't an explosion. It would be better if we had matches!"

Zhou Ke'er hurriedly caught the matchbox that was thrown to her, "You guys run to that alley ahead quickly!"

Is there anything there?

Although they didn't know what was going on, the group still ran towards that direction.

"How should I know!"

Zhou Ke'er answered without hesitation.

"Then why...?"

The group quickly ran into the alley. Before they could ask any questions, Zhou Ke'er swiftly opened a bottle, then held a matchbox in her mouth, lit a match with her free hand, threw it into the bottle, and tossed it behind her, shouting, "Don't look back! Run forward!"

Before long, Zhou Ke'er had almost reached the end of the alley, and had thrown away most of the small bottles she had just picked up.

Zhou Ke'er stuffed the matchbox into her pocket, quickened her pace, turned the corner at the end of the alley, and ran after the group ahead.

What did you just do?

The flamingo stared with its dead fish eyes and asked curiously, having obediently not turned around just now.

"This isn't the place to talk. Let's hide for a bit first."

Zhou Ke'er looked back and, seeing that the zombies hadn't caught up yet, lowered her voice and said.

The group then took refuge in a police station that happened to be nearby.

The police station door wasn't locked—or rather, it was broken and covered in blood. However, it was very quiet inside, and the lights were on. The group glanced around quickly but didn't see any zombies.

The group hid in the police station and waited quietly for about ten seconds. Then they saw a huge horde of zombies pour out of the alley and chase after them all along the street.

It wasn't until about a minute later that the zombies gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

What did you just do?

After seeing that the zombies had disappeared, Red Crane figured that she wouldn't be heard if she spoke now, so she couldn't help but ask again.

"I was really lucky, actually. I just caught a glimpse of a shop on the side of the road, and there were a few bottles of magnesium bars on the shelf..."

Zhou Ke'er breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Didn't we find out before that these zombies don't have a very good sense of smell? That means they rely on hearing and sight to find people."

Then... in the narrow alley, the bright light would be more effective. If they couldn't see our movements for a while, they wouldn't be able to find us either.

"It's incredibly fortunate that we were able to find magnesium bars."

Upon hearing this, the Nine Tribulations of the Divine Realm understood the situation and nodded in relief.

A lit magnesium strip can emit a bright light and is the main component of a flashbang. However, flashbangs can also cause temporary hearing loss, so the magnesium strip that Zhou Ke'er lit in her haste only had the effect of creating a bright light.

Having escaped the zombies, the next step is a more serious problem.

Yes, that is...

Zhou Ke'er, Hong He, and Zhang He were all infected with the virus.

Needless to say, Zhou Ke'er managed to squeeze out of a pile of zombies. Given his physical condition, it was only thanks to the slow movement of these zombies that he wasn't bitten to death that he survived.

As for the flamingo, it was her own doing; she deliberately let herself be bitten, and no one could stop her.

This spirit of sacrifice for science is truly admirable.

As for Zhang He... it was purely because he was too unlucky. First, he slipped on a banana peel and fell not far away—thank goodness, who knows how that banana peel ended up there—then he was hit by a vase that inexplicably fell from the second floor and stumbled. Finally, his backpack suddenly got stuck for some reason, and before he could even see where it was stuck, he had no choice but to abandon it and run away.

After going through all that, it would be abnormal not to get infected.

"Damn it... I actually got infected, what a... ugly ending..."

Zhang He slumped against the wall in frustration, coughing up several mouthfuls of blood.

His status panel shows his condition as "moderate virus infection" and "moderate injury".

"I have a feeling you're about to turn into a zombie."

Zhou Ke'er looked at Zhang He with a serious expression and gestured with her hand, "How do you want to die? If I still had that homemade gun with me, it would have been cleaner and quicker, but unfortunately I lost it. A blow from the Red Crane's club might be a bit bloody, don't you think?"

"Don't scare your teammates like that! Don't say such terrifying things so calmly!"

"God Realm Nine Tribulations" couldn't help but complain.

"The police station...the police station has guns, right? Suicide by gunshot...it's barely considered a less gruesome way to die..."

Zhang He managed a forced smile.

"Sorry, this won't work."

However, Zhou Ke'er immediately shook her head at Zhang He's final request.