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

Zhou Ke'er was so envious she gritted her teeth.

It's one thing for Chen Tian to be a transmigrator, after all; he's a transmigrator with status, probably a protagonist in the old era. Now that he's transmigrated here, continuing in that role is a piece of cake for him, so it's normal... But why do I keep running into guys like this, who seem to be living the protagonist's life, wherever I go?!

Extremely annoyed, Zhou Ke'er immediately took advantage of the moment when the man was still in a daze and quickly walked towards him.

"What are you trying to do?!"

Seeing Zhou Ke'er's actions, Mu Yang indeed cooperated and asked a question.

Zhou Ke'er then stopped and said to the communication device in Mu Yang's hand, "Because he's in my hands now! How do you want him to go back? Should I send him back in batches, or do you want to come and get him yourself?"

"??"

Looking at Zhou Ke'er, who had a gentle expression but was threatening the communication device, Mu Yang couldn't help but look bewildered. He wasn't sure if Zhou Ke'er was just joking to scare him or if she really intended to—after all, although the "ghosts" had regained their senses, they still couldn't be judged by the same standards as normal people...

"Who are you?! What did you do to Mu Yang?!"

Upon hearing this, the person on the other end of the communication device paused for two seconds, then immediately changed their attitude, asking in a very anxious and angry tone.

"Actually, we didn't do anything. We'll even pay him. I was just joking with you, don't worry. Oh, by the way, you know what? On male porn sites, videos of teenage boys with tentacles are still very popular. It's a quick way to make money."

Zhou Ke'er wore a kind smile while saying things that had no bottom line.

A suffocating silence followed on the other end of the phone.

Mu Yang finally realized what had happened. He immediately looked at Zhou Ke'er in disbelief, his face saying, "You even know this kind of thing, and you're pretending to be a newbie who just regained her senses." He quickly explained, "No, that's not how it is. Don't listen to his nonsense!"

"Beep...beep..."

Unfortunately, it was too late; the communication had already been disconnected.

Clearly, the other party is already on their way with a knife.

## Chapter 347, Section 342: The "Strange" Resurrection from the Past?

"you...."

Mu Yang looked at Zhou Ke'er with complicated emotions, feeling both annoyed and amused, but mostly... wary.

Judging from what Zhou Ke'er just said, he is not a newly awakened "ghost" at all, but someone who has lived in human society for a long time.

So... what were his true intentions when he initially pretended to know nothing, to deceive, to ambush? And why did he, who was so perfectly at ease with his act, now willingly expose himself...?

Mu Yang had absolutely no idea what Zhou Ke'er's purpose was, and the unknown is always the most terrifying. Because he didn't know whether this "weirdo," who was smiling now, might suddenly and without warning attack someone.

As for Zhou Ke'er...

He was too lazy to think about it too much, and didn't care what Mu Yang was thinking. Anyway... he had already started squatting down quite naturally and rummaging through Mu Yang's large backpack that he had placed on the ground.

"What are you doing?!"

Mu Yang had initially thought Zhou Ke'er would at least explain what he meant, but... she didn't at all?!

"I'm going through your backpack! Can't you see?"

Without turning her head, Zhou Ke'er asked in a very puzzled tone, "Could it be that your eyeballs are actually implanted prosthetic eyes?"

"???"

Mu Yang stared at Zhou Ke'er in shock, momentarily speechless. Why was this girl so self-righteous?!

"Hey, speaking of which... why are all the tools you use for exorcising spirits these weird things? Shouldn't it be talismans, peach wood swords, black donkey hooves, dog blood, or something like that? Or at the very least, a cross, garlic, holy water, or shouting 'Holy Light above!' and then rushing over with a hammer to smash the ghost?"

Zhou Ke'er scratched her head and asked a question while rummaging through the trinkets.

Because it's really strange... Why are all the tools Mu Yang uses to deal with "ghosts" so unusual? For example, the spirit ball he used before and the little black box stuck to the ground are completely different from the tools Zhou Ke'er knew and thought were used for exorcising spirits.

Moreover, the remaining items in the backpack all seem to be quite similar, making it seem a bit like... a scientific exorcism?

Of course... while asking this question, Zhou Ke'er also took a few spirit orbs out of Mu Yang's backpack quite naturally and confidently, and stuffed them into her pocket—after all, these things look pretty useful! Better safe than sorry.

"..."

However, for some reason, Mu Yang's expression suddenly changed upon hearing Zhou Ke'er's words. He remained silent for nearly ten seconds before finally speaking, and... he questioned, "When exactly did you become 'Strange'?! Could it be... the old..."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Zhou Ke'er glanced at Mu Yang strangely. What did he mean by "when the ghosts were from"? Could it be that the things he had just mentioned were all outdated and obsolete, and therefore no longer used? Therefore, he suspected that Zhou Ke'er was a ghost from a long time ago, when they were still using things like spirit talismans and peach wood swords?

Never mind, none of that matters.

With the help of the spirit orb and the little black box, the strange entity controlling the bus has been suppressed to an extremely weak state. Looking out the window, it is no longer a white or black blur, but a normal road.

It just looks like the place is very remote, and there aren't many pedestrians on the road. I don't know how this bus got to this godforsaken place.

Well... in short, now that the situation is safe, it's about time Zhou Ke'er made her escape.

Zhou Ke'er had originally been thinking of taking the opportunity to connect with Mu Yang and his group, and perhaps even join the organization, but...

He just found several unopened props with labels or logos hanging on them while rummaging through his backpack... um...

It's his family's business.

So his family has always known about these things, and can even produce these exorcism tools, but they just don't let him know?

Outrageous.

Zhou Ke'er decided to go back and have a serious talk with them.

Moreover, even though Mu Yang is using props produced by Zhou Ke'er's family business, he doesn't even recognize her! Is that reasonable?!

Zhou Ke'er, feeling annoyed, walked to the driver's seat, parked the bus on the side of the road, and opened the door.

Anyway, there aren't any other vehicles on this remote road, so parking on the side of the road won't have much of an impact. Even if there are... well, we can just leave it to Mu Yang to handle.

Before Mu Yang could say anything more, Zhou Ke'er pouted, stormed over to his backpack, took out a few small black boxes, and then turned and got out of the car and left.

Mu Yang didn't say anything more, nor did he try to stop Zhou Ke'er. He just watched with a slightly solemn expression as Zhou Ke'er's figure slowly disappeared at the end of the road.

Standing still, Mu Yang pondered for a while with a solemn expression, his brows furrowed tightly, as if he were thinking about something very important.

But he didn't just stand there lost in thought. At the same time, Mu Yang first packed his things in his backpack, then sighed and began to deal with the strange occurrences on the bus while pondering the situation.

A moment later, there was a sudden braking sound, followed by the sound of doors opening and closing in one smooth motion. Immediately afterwards, a young woman in high heels rushed onto the bus with the doors open.

As soon as she got into the car, she saw Mu Yang calmly tidying up the strange man in the driver's seat.

Before she could ask anything, Mu Yang said to her, "I just encountered a very strange monster."

"Of course! They even filmed a video of you playing with male copper tentacles, isn't that strange?"

The woman scanned the bus and, finding nothing unusual, breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she gave Mu Yang a cold snort, her tone slightly sarcastic.

"No, it's not that this is strange."

Mu Yang casually brushed it off, then said seriously, "What I mean is... I suspect this monster was resurrected from the past, rather than a naturally formed monster in the present."

"?"

The woman was taken aback, her expression turning serious. "Why do you say that? Do you have any evidence?"

"Just now, he asked me... why I don't use talismans, crosses, or holy light to eliminate monsters..."

Mu Yang replied in a deep voice, "In his impression, it seems that humans can also use those kinds of energy... spiritual power, holy light, and so on... But you know, it's impossible for humans in the New Era to do such things."

"Because... any kind of special energy will be assimilated into something strange by the 'wei' within us. We ourselves are no longer the same species as humans from the old era."

## Chapter 348 343. Special props

Zhou Ke'er did not see Ming Qingfeng.

Strangely, he didn't tell Zhou Ke'er where he was going, and he couldn't get through to her on his communication bracelet.

Following Ming Qingfeng's habit, Zhou Ke'er searched through his front door. She found something under the doormat, and then she saw that Ming Qingfeng had slipped a note inside. It said that he had to go out for a while and didn't know how long he would be gone.

It was as if Ming Qingfeng knew in advance that someone would come looking for him.

But this guy only came back two days ago, why is he going out again? And... he didn't even tell Zhou Ke'er, even though she called him just two days ago.

Helpless, Zhou Ke'er, having stumbled upon an empty door, could only return empty-handed—well, not entirely empty-handed, at least... she encountered a strange incident on her way to find Ming Qingfeng.

Having been banned from playing games for 24 hours, Zhou Ke'er had nothing to do after returning home. She just casually flipped through the information Lin Wen had found earlier and pondered for a while. The day passed by in this uneventful way—although even if she could play games, the day would still be uneventful.

The next morning, as soon as the game was out of service, Zhou Ke'er logged into the game.

In the previous module, Zhou Ke'er was forcibly disconnected at the end, so she did not receive the final reward for the module.

However, Zhou Ke'er didn't really care about that. What surprised him was that... even though it was early in the morning, everyone else in the safe house had already arrived. Let's not even mention Leng Chi Tu, since he plays games all day and is a total shut-in. The others were also online so early in the morning, as if they didn't have to go to work.

"Oh? Lord Zhou, you have quite the air of an official! You really are late~ I thought you would only make us wait a little while, but I didn't expect you to be half an hour late."

Before Zhou Ke'er could say anything, Lengchitu immediately put on a disdainful look and mocked her in a sarcastic tone.

"Too late...what?"

Zhou Ke'er scratched her head in confusion, not understanding what Lengchitu was talking about.

"Hey! Didn't we agree to meet at nine this morning to explore the main world?! You haven't forgotten, have you?"

Standing to the side, Zhijiansha could tell at a glance that Zhou Ke'er had definitely forgotten about it.

"oh oh!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ke'er clenched her right fist and slammed it into her left palm, looking as if she had just realized something. She then remembered that there was such a thing. No wonder everyone was here so early in the morning. It seemed that when they were discussing it before, they had been arranging it for several days, but in the end, they found that this was the only day when everyone was available, so they decided to hold it at this time.

"Forget it, it's good that she came. After all, she's Zhou Ke'er. It's good enough that she came. What else can we expect?"

Honghe squinted and read the words in a monotone tone with a blank expression. When he first opened his mouth, Zhou Ke'er thought he was trying to help him out of a tight spot, but it turned out to be sarcastic. It seemed that Honghe was also quite unhappy with Zhou Ke'er's situation.

However, this level of sarcastic remarks was a piece of cake for Zhou Ke'er; it was probably no different from being tickled.

Zhou Ke'er decided to ignore all that for now and took two steps forward, pulling the cold-cooked rabbit aside.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?!"

Cold-cooked Rabbit was shocked and immediately shouted, "I only said a few words to you and you're going to attack me personally and retaliate? That's going too far!"

"no..."

Zhou Ke'er shook her head and asked in a low voice, "I just wanted to ask you what happened in the end with that module yesterday. I was forcibly disconnected from the game and didn't know what happened, so I'm just asking you."

"Huh? Oh..."

Cold-Eating Rabbit scratched his head, tilted his head to recall for a moment, and looked puzzled. He also lowered his voice and replied, "But... nothing happened? Were you forcibly disconnected? Didn't you set off a huge explosion in that inner sanctum at the end, killing everyone? The module ended after that."