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

Cold-Eat Rabbit looked completely bewildered and subconsciously replied, "That emperor? Where did he go? No, that's not the point. I was asking how you got out!"

"Idiot! Rabbit! I already said it, use your brain, which is as vulgar as frog pee, to think about it. What I meant was... I came out because he didn't."

Zhou Ke'er spoke to Lengchitu in a serious tone, as if it were her right and without any remorse.

"???"

The others, who had just calmed down, were still wondering how Zhou Ke'er had escaped when they heard her inexplicable explanation. They then realized... Emperor Wu Fei really hadn't escaped after all?!

Needless to say, Zhou Ke'er used the ring's special effect to swap her position with Emperor Wu Fei the instant the spirit energy ball exploded, then quickly slipped out of the inner palace. That dog emperor had taken a hit from Zhou Ke'er's spirit energy ball, which had consumed most of his spiritual power. Not to mention the added corrosive effect, even the pure explosion damage should have been enough to give him a hard time.

Moreover, with the collapse of the inner palace crashing down on him, if he were still unharmed, Zhou Ke'er might as well give up and just end it all herself given the difference in strength. Why bother with all these schemes and tricks?

As for why they chose the emperor, who, according to his status, should be on Zhou Ke'er's side...

Isn't it obvious?! That bastard just mocked Zhou Ke'er! Nobody can offend Zhou Ke'er, nobody!

"What do you mean by that?!"

The eunuch Li Yu immediately shouted angrily, "Why would you commit such a rebellious act, disloyal to your sovereign and father?! Are you plotting a rebellion?!"

"Oh, right. Is there a problem?"

Zhou Ke'er scratched her head and replied innocently, "I have long since pledged allegiance to the Prince of Zhenbei. If he were to sit on the throne with someone whose fate is unknown while he is in a foreign land, he would be too insecure to sit on it. So... it would be better to just kill him and get it over with once and for all."

As she spoke, Zhou Ke'er turned to look at the young man, "You see, although we're not on the same side, we have the same goal. The enemy of my enemy is my friend!"

## Chapter 335, Section 330: The Mystery of Kyoto (Part 8)

"You brat! How dare you..."

Li Yu glanced at Zhou Ke'er, then looked at the cold-cooked rabbit, the legitimate daughter of the Prince of Zhenbei, who was huddled behind Zhou Ke'er, and actually felt that what he said did make some sense and might actually be true. He couldn't help but point at Zhou Ke'er and say tremblingly.

Although we don't know the power of the explosion Zhou Ke'er just unleashed, judging from its immense scale and the fact that the entire collapsed inner palace crushed the emperor, his chances of survival seem slim.

So this is where the limitations of the martial arts system lie. Even if someone has mastered external martial arts and developed a body of copper and iron, if they are shocked by the explosion of this spiritual energy ball and their internal organs are shattered, they still cannot survive. If their internal martial arts are well-developed and they can withstand this wave of explosion... the ruins of the entire inner hall falling down will definitely smash them to pieces.

Not to mention that Zhou Ke'er's spiritual power was also corrosive. As the opponent used his internal energy to resist, it directly mixed into the opponent's internal energy, rampaging through the eight extraordinary meridians. When the dantian was pounded, the mind was in chaos, and all of his skills were ruined.

If this guy had also unfortunately gotten involved with some kind of fantasy cultivation technique... then he would have been even more doomed—Zhou Ke'er still vividly remembers the horrible sight of Wu Ziqi after being corrupted by that kind of spiritual energy, suffering from a qi deviation.

Who knows, it might just grow tentacles on the spot.

"What do you mean, 'you'? What do you mean, 'me'? Haven't you heard the saying that a phoenix chooses a good tree to perch on? Someone as capable as me has served you for so long and is still just a lowly guard of the Prince of Yan. You should reflect on yourself first!"

Zhou Ke'er retorted confidently, making up a story: "If you had given me a position like Commander of the Prince of Yan's Guard earlier, wouldn't I be helping you now that I'm here? Wouldn't they be the ones trapped under those ruins? You're brainless! Is it my fault that things have come to this? You all forced me into this situation!"

"Damn, what you said makes so much sense!"

Cold-Eating Rabbit said with a look of conviction, "Then why don't you give me a position like deputy regimental commander or deputy captain? Otherwise, I might betray you later!"

"..."

Zhou Ke'er glanced at Cold-Cooked Rabbit speechlessly, "Although I say every day that I am your leader... you don't actually think that I am the leader, do you? No way, no way? I have self-awareness, how come you have no sense of judgment at all?"

"Huh? And you're quite proud of it?"

Cold-cooked rabbit raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, I'm proud!"

Zhou Ke'er put her hands on her hips and said confidently.

"Um..."

Just as Zhou Ke'er and Lengchitu were bickering pointlessly, the young man suddenly groaned without warning, clutched his head in pain, and knelt down on one knee.

"Sir! Help me! That damned emperor is still not giving up; he's desperately trying to possess me!"

The young man screamed in agony as he pleaded for help from the black-robed elder known as Quintus.

Upon hearing this, the old man couldn't help but show a puzzled expression, but seeing the young man's pained appearance, he subconsciously lifted his leg to walk towards him.

"Περίμενε!" (Wait!)

Just then, Zhou Ke'er suddenly called out to the old man, then raised her eyebrows and asked the young man in a strange tone, "Oh? I didn't know you could speak Mandarin so fluently all of a sudden? Where did you cram for those last few seconds? Tell me about it!"

"..."

Upon hearing Zhou Ke'er's malicious and mocking words, the young man's pained expression froze on his face, and his cries of agony ceased.

"You were quick, weren't you? When did you do it? Was it the instant we switched places? Or was it after the explosion, when the inner sanctum collapsed?"

Zhou Ke'er didn't approach the other party—who knew if he had any other tricks up his sleeve, and it would be terrible if he ambushed her—she just stood there, looking at him with a puzzled expression, and said, "But... since you can directly possess someone in such a dangerous and urgent situation, why did you confront and entangle with him before? Wouldn't it have saved a lot of trouble if you had just possessed him directly?"

"..."

The young man's face contorted in rage, his eyes revealing starkly contrasting emotions. He abruptly covered his left cheek with his right hand, breathing heavily, and answered in broken, halting tones, "Because... if 'me' isn't destroyed first, he can't completely take over this body... Now, this body is in a state of one body with two souls..."

"Oh, I see. So he was trying to kill that old guy while he was still in control of your body for a short time after entering it, so that you wouldn't be able to expel him, right?"

Zhou Ke'er stroked her chin and nodded in a pretentious manner.

Upon hearing this, Li Yu's eyes lit up. Without warning, he turned around and rushed towards the black-robed old man. He put two fingers together with his right hand and pointed them out in mid-air, stirring up bursts of energy that shot towards the black-robed old man.

"Hey, wanna go help that old guy?"

Seeing this, Lengchitu immediately asked Zhou Ke'er in a low voice.

"No need, why would I help him?"

Zhou Ke'er gave Leng Chi Tu a look that suggested she was an idiot, and replied in a low voice, "That guy couldn't have been killed so easily by that dead eunuch's sneak attack. At the very least, it should have resulted in mutual injury. What are you panicking about? You don't really think we're going to help them, do you?"

"Huh? Isn't that right?"

Cold-cooked Rabbit looked bewildered at Zhou Ke'er, asking in confusion, "Didn't you just say that the enemy of my enemy is my friend? You even said you wanted to be on their side!"

"...Sigh, silly Rabbit!"

Zhou Ke'er stared at the cold-cooked rabbit for a few seconds, sighed deeply, and finally her helpless expression turned into a loving one. She reached out and patted the rabbit's head, shook her head and said, "Everyone raises children hoping they will be smart, but I have been misled by my own intelligence all my life. I only wish my child to be foolish and clumsy, so that he may reach the rank of high official without any disasters or difficulties."

If it were a flamingo in front of her—oh, let's not even talk about a flamingo, even if it were just a finger-sized sand—it would be impossible for her not to understand what Zhou Ke'er was doing. Only a cold-cooked rabbit really doesn't use its brain.

"???"

Cold-cooked Rabbit angrily slapped Zhou Ke'er's hand away, glaring at her coldly, "Are you calling me stupid??"

"No, how could that be! Silly child, how could I think you're silly?"

Zhou Ke'er shook her head lovingly in reply.

"???"

Cold-cooked Rabbit couldn't help but make the same expression as the old man on the subway looking at his phone.

Leaving aside Zhou Ke'er and Leng Chi Tu who were leisurely slacking off, the old man in black robes, though initially caught off guard and struck on the arm by Li Yu's casually flicked energy, leaving a small wound, quickly recovered and retreated a few steps, muttering something under his breath.

## Chapter 336, Section 331: The Mystery of Kyoto (Part 9)

Seeing the black-robed old man and Li Yu locked in combat, Zhou Ke'er had no intention of intervening. She simply kept a watchful eye on her surroundings while pondering to herself.

After all... although Zhou Ke'er had a general idea of ​​what the main storyline of this module was all about, she was still almost completely ignorant of the details.

Take that ancient tomb, for example. Li Yu said it was to attract attention and mislead people... But whose attention did it actually attract? And what methods did it use to cover up what facts?

As for Wei Mingquan... why did he let such a guy out? Zhou Ke'er racked her brains but couldn't figure out what the point was of getting such a seemingly unrelated person involved in this mess, and even letting him learn that avatar technique. Wasn't this just making trouble for herself?

How did that young man become Wu Fei's possession target, and why does he look so much like Wu Fei...?

These are all things Zhou Ke'er doesn't understand at all. But thinking about it... under the current circumstances, probably no one can tell him what the truth is.

And then there's the elusive King of Zhenbei... He's been a constant presence throughout the entire module, yet even now, as Zhou Ke'er feels the module is almost over, she still hasn't seen him. In other words... at such a crucial moment, the King of Zhenbei isn't here at all. How strange!

Just then, something unexpected happened—the space around them suddenly twisted and shattered without warning, as if a movie scene had changed, and the surrounding scenery quickly blurred and melted away.

But after the surrounding space blurred for a moment, what reappeared was still not much different from where everyone had originally been, only with slight differences...

For example, the inner hall next to it did not collapse.

"Has the warp been destroyed?!"

Zhou Ke'er reacted instantly and subconsciously looked at the old man in black robes. It was clear that he was not seriously injured and should not have been unable to maintain the subspace. Moreover, he also had a shocked and puzzled expression, which meant that he had not expected this situation to happen.

Zhou Ke'er frowned and carefully scanned her surroundings again. This time, she did notice something amiss.

On the perfectly fine ground, there were scattered specks of blood, which had not yet congealed, indicating that they had only recently dripped onto the ground. Beside them, two or three people, dressed as palace maids or eunuchs, lay sprawled about, their fates unknown.

Zhou Ke'er glanced subconsciously at the necks of the people lying on the ground and found that there were indeed sharp holes left, and some of them were even slowly gushing blood from the holes, flowing onto the ground.

It was definitely Dior's doing!

Zhou Ke'er immediately pinned the blame on Dio—it seems that after Dio and Shi An discovered that Zhou Ke'er's cold-cooked rabbit was missing, they also continued to sneak into the depths of the palace to investigate the situation.

I wonder if their escape from the subspace was related to Dio and the others.

Just then, Li Yu suddenly used a clever move to push aside the old man in black robes, and at the same time, he took several steps back. Then he rushed into the inner hall next to him.

Zhou Ke'er was taken aback at first, but then she immediately realized—could it be that Emperor Wu Fei's body would also be teleported back? Or even worse, would he come back to life?

Thinking of this, Zhou Ke'er subconsciously looked at the young man beside her. Although he looked shocked, there was still a painful struggle in his eyes. It seemed that he had not yet escaped the situation of being possessed by Wu Fei, and the two were still fighting for control of this body.

So what exactly is this damned eunuch Li Yu...?

While secretly thinking to herself, Zhou Ke'er silently took a few steps back, subtly creating a suitable distance so that if they were to start fighting later, she would have time to escape—after all, the ring's effect had already been used up and was currently on cooldown.

The old man in black robes, having finally freed his hands after Li Yu's hasty departure, didn't have time to figure out what the collapse of the subspace was all about. He immediately walked towards the young man again, holding a small, emerald-green object that looked like a laurel branch in his withered, shriveled hand. He was muttering some mystical words, which Zhou Ke'er could barely make out as a prayer to some god of night.

But... what's the connection between the laurel tree and the god of night? According to ancient Greek legend, it should either represent Daphne's resentment and hatred towards Apollo, who was transformed into a laurel tree, or it should represent Apollo's sacred tree, symbolizing his glory...

But as the old man in black robes chanted, the young man's pained expression gradually lessened, and he calmed down, so it was indeed effective.

"..."

Zhou Ke'er narrowed her eyes, then slowly walked around them and ran into the inner hall as well.

I wonder what happened to Wu Fei's body...

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a cry of pain came from inside, and Zhou Ke'er immediately recognized it as Dior's voice.

Zhou Ke'er frowned, quickened her pace, and suddenly rushed to the entrance of the inner hall to look inside.

Before she could notice anything else, Li Yu grabbed Dio by the neck with one hand and lifted her up, her legs off the ground. Even as Dio's sharp nails scratched repeatedly on his arm, leaving several deep, bone-revealing wounds, he still wouldn't let go.