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

Through the peephole, Zhou Ke'er saw a man and a woman standing outside the door. Their clothing didn't reveal their identities, and they didn't seem to be witchers or anything like that; their attire was quite normal, not at all outlandish. However, the woman had a high collar and a hood, completely obscuring her face, which looked rather strange.

"I am Frank, and who are you? Have you made a reservation?"

Zhou Ke'er reached out and opened the door, gesturing for the two people opposite to come in. She then asked, looking embarrassed and troubled, "Sorry, I've been so busy lately that I haven't had time to remember all the customers who booked... So who are you?"

"Oh no, that's not why we came to see you."

The young man in the lead shook his head in reply. His appearance was quite different from the general population in this sub-world—to give an example, he was like an Asian face among a group of Westerners in the old era.

"Let me confirm one more thing with you... Did you do something... uh, noticeable, on Oakville Street three hours ago?"

Seeing Zhou Ke'er's slightly puzzled expression (which he was faking), the man quickly continued to explain.

"Oh..."

Zhou Ke'er narrowed her eyes thoughtfully. So that's exactly why she came to him. Although it didn't seem like it, it actually was.

"Is there something you're having trouble saying? It's alright..."

"Yes, it is indeed me. What's wrong?"

Zhou Ke'er's voice and the man's voice rang out at the same time.

The man had been trying to comfort Zhou Ke'er when he saw her narrow her eyes, which seemed to indicate that she didn't want to answer. He was afraid that she would be resistant to the question. However, Zhou Ke'er surprised him by not hesitating at all and even looking at him with an expression that seemed to say, "Isn't this a normal thing? What's wrong with it?" He couldn't help but choke on his words.

"Uh... um... since you're being so frank, then I'll be open and honest with you too."

After a two-second silence, the man coughed twice and quickly continued, "We've come here to ask you for a favor. Of course, the reward will be substantial. Oh, by the way, you can call me 'Assassin,' and this is 'Dior.'"

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman who had been standing silently to the side pulled down her collar and nodded to Zhou Ke'er, revealing her face.

grass?!

Zhou Ke'er was stunned the moment she saw the woman, especially after just hearing the man's name...

Isn't this the female player I encountered in the capital in the last mod?! Zhou Ke'er remembers this girl was a vampire, right?!

Zhou Ke'er hadn't noticed this because her face was completely covered up. How did this guy end up here now?

And they didn't even recognize him as Zhou Ke'er... Oh right, back in that module he was in female form. Although his basic appearance was similar to normal, who would casually suspect that a male NPC might be a female player they had encountered before?!

So it's understandable that Dior didn't recognize Zhou Ke'er, but in this case...

Could it be... that this is also a module?

Wait... no, since the system initially said this was a subworld, then this should be a subworld, not some kind of mod world... Hmm? No, that's not right either. Why did Zhou Ke'er initially assume that mod worlds and subworlds were different concepts? It's possible that mods unfold somewhere within a subworld!

Zhou Ke'er suddenly realized—it was probably because the sub-world where he was randomly assigned to for his daily assessment happened to have another module running, and coincidentally, a module featuring Dio was located nearby...

Good heavens! This can't be called a coincidence anymore, can it?

"What is it? Let's not talk about payment yet. Let me remind you... I'm just an ordinary psychologist, there's nothing I can do to help you."

Zhou Ke'er shook her head in reply.

They're probably on some kind of mission... It's unlikely that it involves the character Zhou Ke'er. They probably heard about it or saw some of Zhou Ke'er's previous performances while on their mission, so they're trying to ask for help with a gamble.

But... after all, this has nothing to do with Zhou Ke'er's own mission, and he naturally doesn't intend to help if there's no benefit to it.

Assassin's lips twitched. "How utterly unremarkable."

"Here's the thing, we've been investigating a series of events involving a certain cult, and it seems someone in it possesses supernatural powers... Although it's highly suspicious and unbelievable—we didn't believe it before either—it wasn't until we saw what you did this afternoon that we realized it might actually be true..."

Assassin paused for a moment, then continued, "Continuing our investigation could be life-threatening, but... we've come this far, we can't just give up easily. That's why we thought of you. After all, you're the only person we know who possesses such supernatural abilities..."

"..."

Zhou Ke'er glanced at Dio without showing any emotion. There's a vampire here who's not afraid of the sun. You guys might not be in any danger! You just want to use the NPCs as cannon fodder!

However... as soon as Zhou Ke'er heard this, she noticed the so-called "cult" he mentioned. There did seem to be some aspects of that thing that could be manipulated...

Who knows, Zhou Ke'er might even go there and take over the cult, brainwash those cult members, and turn them into her followers? After all, substituting doctrines is quite easy for Zhou Ke'er.

In addition, he can indeed perform some ordinary "miracles," such as setting fire or teleporting... Even if it's a genuine "evil" cult, he can release spiritual power to create a black mist, making himself appear very wicked and evil...

This is so easy to act out! Is there really such a good thing?!

"Oh? A cult? What cult?"

Although Zhou Ke'er was secretly excited, she still pretended to be puzzled and asked, seemingly not wanting to get involved in this matter.

## Chapter 369, Section 364: Like a God Walking Among Men (Part 5)

"If you really want to call it a cult... it's not that easy to describe..."

Upon hearing this, Assassin scratched his head.

Dio, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand Assassins' dawdling and interrupted irritably, "What kind of cult could there be? It's nothing more than brainwashing, killing and sacrificing people. It's just that this one might possess some kind of supernatural power. As for what that power is, we don't know."

"So that means you don't know anything at all?"

Zhou Ke'er curled her lip, strolled back behind her desk, sat down in her chair with an arrogant air, and looked at the two people in front of her with the eyes of someone who pities the mentally challenged: "Although I don't know what you do, judging from the fact that you think you can wipe out a so-called 'cult' without knowing anything... no wonder you really think I have some supernatural power... Did you even graduate from elementary school?"

"Hmm? What do you mean by that?"

When Assassin heard Zhou Ke'er's words, although he had anticipated that she would not believe them, he still sensed something unexpected in her words.

"Please, there's no such thing as supernatural power in this world. Are you kids who still believe in Santa Claus?"

Zhou Ke'er rolled her eyes, making a "this is really funny" expression: "Believe in materialism, okay? Believe in science! Everything I did on that street before was just a smokescreen to attract attention, with the sole purpose of attracting more customers."

"A smokescreen?"

The Assassins were taken aback. "But to conjure flames out of thin air..."

"My God... I suggest you go back to elementary or middle school. What do you mean by conjuring fire out of thin air... I wasn't empty-handed back then, I just hid it a little better."

Zhou Ke'er shrugged, looking quite certain, "It's just using paper stained with liquid yellow phosphorus. By waving it around quickly, the purpose is to make the solution evaporate faster. And because the paper stained with yellow phosphorus is constantly rubbing against the air, the yellow phosphorus reaches its ignition point and will quickly start smoking and burning... That's what you call starting a fire out of thin air. It's very simple, isn't it?"

"Huh?!"

At this moment, Assassin and Dio looked at Zhou Ke'er in surprise. They didn't expect the truth to be like this, and they didn't expect that this guy would be so shameless and say such things with such a smug look.

"That's the truth, so you can leave now... or if you want to stay and pay for a therapy session, I have no objection."

Zhou Ke'er gave them the order to leave.

He had initially planned to go with Assassin and Dio to check out the so-called cult, but... it just felt pointless. Why work for someone else? And even if they offered some kind of reward, it wouldn't mean anything to Zhou Ke'er.

"...Okay, then let's..."

Assassin and Dio exchanged a glance. There was nothing they could do, but fortunately, they hadn't had high hopes for this anyway, so they quickly accepted the situation and prepared to leave.

But just then...

"dong dong dong..."

A soft knock came at the door.

Zhou Ke'er gestured to Assassin, signaling him to hurry up and open the door for the person outside when he went out.

Assassin couldn't help but twitch his lips when he saw Zhou Ke'er's irritating expression. He silently told himself not to get angry with an NPC, forced a smile on his face, and quickly walked to the door and pulled it open forcefully.

"pat"

The moment he opened the door, the lights inside went out instantly, and it seemed as if a tremendous force suddenly burst through the door, which was not yet fully open. Caught off guard, Assassin instinctively let go of the door.

The door swung open instantly, but soon, something seemed to burst in... like a dark shadow? After it entered, the door slammed shut again without warning, making a loud bang.

The room was plunged into darkness.

"Crack!"

A sound like bones being twisted rang out, sending chills down one's spine in the darkness.

But Zhou Ke'er was naturally not going to panic over such a trivial situation. He narrowed his eyes—for some reason, although this place should have been pitch black, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, he could see very clearly, as if the lights were on.

Then, he turned around and casually pulled back the thick curtains that had been drawn up earlier.

"Shh!"

The afterglow of the setting sun streamed in through the window, instantly dispelling the darkness inside the room.

"Comrade Assassin, I am really just an ordinary psychological counselor. You don't need to resort to such bluffing tricks, do you?"

Zhou Ke'er sat in the chair, looking helpless. She shrugged at the still-shaken Assassin, then asked with a look of surprise, "Wow? How did you manage to fold your hand backwards from the elbow? That's amazing! Are you a circus performer?"

Assassin's left hand, which he had used to open the door, was now bent backward at an odd angle, looking like it was in a lot of pain.

However, aside from his surprised and panicked expression, Assassin showed no signs of pain, not even uttering a cry. It's likely the pain level was lowered.

Damn it! Why can they lower their pain level in the module, while Zhou Ke'er is clearly with them and can't lower her pain level?! Is that reasonable?!

"No... something just broke in!"

Assassin snapped out of his daze and, upon hearing Zhou Ke'er's teasing words, quickly shook his head and explained, all the while glancing around warily.

"...Alright, dear Mr. Assassin, you may have mild paranoia. You'd better sit down and let me give you a psychological consultation."

Zhou Ke'er casually picked up a piece of white paper, held a ballpoint pen in her hand, and pressed the keys repeatedly while speaking to Assassin in a serious manner.

Moreover... come to think of it, he clearly saw that dark figure standing openly in front of Assassin, even reaching out to tightly grasp his folded arm, but for some reason Assassin couldn't see it.

"..."

Dior, who was standing to the side, finally couldn't hold back any longer and revealed his true intentions. He yanked off his hood and rushed in front of Zhou Ke'er. Facing him directly, the gap in the middle of her collar revealed her slightly open mouth, with two sharp canine teeth clearly visible inside.

"Don't be stubborn! We came here to invite you, but since you're so obstinate, don't blame us for using force!"

Dior threatened in a cold, menacing voice.

"...Please, I think you guys are really weird...If I can't even beat you guys, what's the point of you asking me for help? If I can beat you guys, what's the point of you threatening me?"

Zhou Ke'er couldn't help but look at Dio with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot, "Besides... in this situation, why aren't you helping your friend? Why are you threatening me? Do you want him to lose another hand?"

## Chapter 370, Section 365: Like a God Walking Among Men (Part Six)

"Knock knock knock..."

Just then, a knocking sound rang out on the door.

Good grief, again? Saints are not defeated by the same trick twice! As soon as Assassin heard the knocking, he immediately took several steps back and stared warily at the door.

"That dark figure was already inside the house... so why is there still knocking? Could it be that these things are social animals, the kind that come in droves?"