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

Without even looking, Zhou Ke'er said directly, "Hey? Where are you now? I need to drive, so I can't enter the alternate dimension. You can come out and find me."

"It's a pity she didn't get her chance. And... I found you!"

A sinister voice suddenly came from the communication bracelet; it was clearly not Ming Mengjing's voice.

## Chapter 514, 509. Here we go again?

Good grief, does that mean Ming Mengjing is already dead?

Zhou Ke'er blinked. For some reason, even though he should have at least shown some panic or self-blame at this point, he didn't feel that way at all. He even subconsciously blurted out, "Ming Mengjing is already dead, why are you still looking for me?"

The person on the other end was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, before stammering, "Because...because you came to save her, didn't you?"

"Hey, can you get this straight? What's the prerequisite for me to save her? Doesn't she have to be alive? You killed her, so how am I supposed to save her? That means it's none of my business anymore."

Zhou Ke'er replied matter-of-factly, "This matter has nothing to do with me anymore, so why are you still coming to me?"

The other person paused for a moment, perhaps thinking that Zhou Ke'er's words actually made a lot of sense, but in the end, they still added, "Ah...ah? She, she's not dead! When did I say she was dead?"

"You said it yourself, that she had no chance. Doesn't that mean she's dead? And... now you're saying she's not dead, trying to lie to me? Isn't that a bit outrageous?"

Zhou Ke'er scoffed, pulled the car over to the side of the road, and got out. "You've already exposed the truth, don't you know that? Besides, didn't I already say that there's no point in you looking for me again?"

"No! She's really not dead. Don't believe me... I'll make her squeak something so you can hear it!"

The person on the other end hurriedly offered an explanation.

"No, I mean... you're really weird, aren't you? Your goal is to kill her, not me. She's already in your hands, so just do it! Why do you keep emphasizing that she's not dead yet and telling me to hurry up and save her? Your motives are way too obvious! Do you think everyone else is stupid?"

Zhou Ke'er spoke slowly and deliberately, then gradually walked in a certain direction—the location seemed to be getting more and more secluded. "Or... was my original target? That's strange. What did I do to deserve your targeting?"

"..."

The person on the other end was momentarily speechless, stammering as if they wanted to say something but couldn't, as if they were in the midst of a brainstorming session.

After walking for a while, Zhou Ke'er arrived at a place where there was no one around. It looked like a desolate and deserted suburb. The houses on both sides of the road were dilapidated and old, obviously no one lived there, and there were no other vehicles passing by.

He then stopped and stretched out his hand—but seemed to be waiting for something, making no further move.

But the other end didn't answer, so they couldn't continue. Zhou Ke'er had no choice but to ask again, "Also... what did you mean when you said you found me? You were able to find me?"

"Of course! I just need to pass through..."

The other person seemed to have finally heard a question that they could answer, and immediately answered without thinking.

Just as Zhou Ke'er was getting into the swing of things, she suddenly waved her hand, opening a rift to another dimension in front of her. She then plunged into it, and at the same time, a long sword made of black mist instantly appeared in her hand.

Upon entering the alternate dimension, they saw Ming Mengjing lying on the ground, severely injured and in a pitiful state, as well as a man diligently explaining things to his communication bracelet.

The guy was so focused on talking that he didn't even realize there was someone else there, and he was still explaining.

Zhou Ke'er naturally wouldn't let such an opportunity pass by. She immediately flashed forward and stabbed her sword into the other party's body. In addition, to prevent the other party from having any chance to fight back, she also revealed the double pupil in her right eye.

A suction force suddenly arose from his double pupils, and a continuous, eerie aura was immediately drawn into Zhou Ke'er's right eye without any resistance.

Only when things reached this point did the guy finally react, and in his fear, he instinctively tried to retaliate. But he had already been caught off guard by Zhou Ke'er, and Zhou Ke'er had been waiting for this attack, so naturally, he couldn't succeed in counterattacking.

Upon seeing him raise his hand as if to make a move, Zhou Ke'er suddenly took two steps back. With his movement, the longsword in her hand transformed into a spear – except that the entire front half of the spear, including the shaft, was bladed upwards.

After all, it was formed from evil energy, so Zhou Ke'er could make it whatever she wanted it to be.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Ke'er swung the spear upwards sharply and continuously charged it with evil energy.

At the same time, a ball of flame shot out from his other hand and then gripped the hilt of the spear. In an instant, the flames spread across the man's body, burning continuously the moment the spear left his body.

"Finish work."

After completing the combo in a very short time, Zhou Ke'er put down her spear, squatted down, looked at the miserable-looking Ming Mengjing, and poked her: "Hey, I say... what's wrong with you now? Can't you even run away?"

"If I hadn't been injured before, and if this guy hadn't ambushed me... how could a mere blue-rank exorcist have caught me so easily! Although I'm only a blue-rank, I might still be able to fight a blue-rank!"

Ming Mengjing stubbornly retorted.

"Oh, I see. So you're not even a Purple Rank. But... how do you exorcists usually exorcise ghosts with this level of weakness?"

Zhou Ke'er couldn't help but ask a crucial question: "Why do I feel that even those at the Purple Rank are at most about the same level as me... Is this already the top strength of your organization? I remember you said before that there should be even stronger exorcists above the Purple Rank, right? But they don't usually show up... Is the City of Exorcists really this weak?"

As she spoke, Zhou Ke'er glanced at the guy she had just ambushed. He was now burned beyond recognition, no longer able to scream. He had either used his trump card to escape or was already dead. This level... Blue Rank?

"Is...is there something wrong with this level of combat strength...?"

Ming Mengjing stared blankly at Zhou Ke'er, completely failing to grasp the point of Zhou Ke'er's confusion. She had been part of this system from the beginning, so she didn't see anything wrong with it.

However, for Zhou Ke'er, because he had only been exposed to supernatural powers for a very short time, and because he was repeatedly and brutally defeated by mysterious and unknown individuals in the early stages, he always considered himself to be in a rather weak category in terms of his own strength.

Therefore, when it is discovered that the combat strength of the mid-to-high-level members of the Exorcist Organization is actually not that great, it is naturally difficult to understand.

Could it be...?

Actually, he's quite strong?

Zhou Ke'er scratched her head, but after thinking about it, she still felt that... even a divine servant like Porius should be stronger than him, right? Moreover, if his strength were converted into a cultivation system, he would at most barely reach the Foundation Establishment stage... which was simply not enough.

In the old era, Golden Core cultivators were as rare as dogs, and Nascent Soul cultivators were everywhere. Even that was destroyed. Zhou Ke'er's strength is now like that of a small fry...

Zhou Ke'er felt it was better to take a rational view.

## Chapter 515, 510. The Exorcist...or the Trickster?

"Forget about that for now. You probably already know that the most important question now is... what should you do now, and where should you go?"

Zhou Ke'er waved her hand and pondered, "You are currently being hunted by the Exorcists organization. Although the hunt is very inexplicable, it can't drag on like this forever. I advise you to find a place to lay low for a while."

"Can't I go with you? This whole mess started because of you, shouldn't you take responsibility?"

Ming Mengjing's eyes widened, not expecting Zhou Ke'er to keep trying to get rid of her.

"Of course not! If you keep following me around, and those exorcists sent to hunt you down keep coming to harass me, then how am I supposed to live a normal life... cough cough, how am I supposed to live a normal life?"

Zhou Ke'er replied ruthlessly, "Besides, what if they send an opponent that I can't even handle? Wouldn't that put me in danger myself?"

Seeing Ming Mengjing fall silent, Zhou Ke'er shrugged: "Or, how about we storm the headquarters of the Exorcist Organization and confront those higher-ups face-to-face about what they're thinking? Of course, I'm not going, it's too dangerous."

"Then what's the point of saying this? Do you think I can single-handedly overcome all obstacles and get in?"

Ming Mengjing was initially invigorated by Zhou Ke'er's earlier words, but upon hearing the last sentence...

"Then I didn't do it..."

Zhou Ke'er shrugged, but before she could finish speaking, everything went black, her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed without warning, falling heavily to the ground without any further reaction.

This startled Ming Mengjing, who even took two steps back to observe for a while. Finding that Zhou Ke'er was indeed motionless, she rushed forward to check on her—only to discover that Zhou Ke'er seemed to have simply fainted suddenly; at least she was still breathing. But she didn't know what had happened.

Zhou Ke'er was still talking when suddenly everything went black, and he found himself in a pure white space—this place looked familiar, he had just been here not long ago.

"Wow, it's been a long time!"

Zhou Ke'er waved to Renault in a serious manner.

"The last time we met was today, how long is that?"

Renault sighed and shook his head, saying, "Your idea of ​​finding help is good, but it's too reckless... But it's also my fault for forgetting to tell you. The so-called exorcists, tracing their origins, are actually those researchers in different labs who conducted the same research I did at the end of the old era."

Why is that said in such a roundabout way?

Zhou Ke'er tilted her head. "So, there are many research labs doing the same experiments, and the research results of one of these labs are what make one an exorcist?"

"Hmm... well, it's hard to say. But it shouldn't be considered their research result. Let me explain in more detail."

Renault shook his head and waved his hand, saying, "Although the research is the same, our research directions are different. You know, the final result of the research in the lab I was in was that it could allow humans to absorb evil—but it was only a half-finished product, and one of it worked on me, and the other worked on you. After the lab was destroyed, the research was stopped. I also don't have the ability to replicate this thing anymore."

"And their research lab, perhaps because their research had made no progress and the apocalypse was drawing ever closer, so... they took a risky and unorthodox approach, and actually got involved with some strange entity, using some method to 'corrupt' humans. This is the origin of the exorcists."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ke'er blinked, then suddenly realized, "Good heavens, doesn't this mean that the Exorcists Organization has essentially sided with the evil forces?!"

"That's one way to put it. Although when they contacted other survivors from the old era, they all claimed that they survived because of their successful research, in order to maintain a facade and deceive other survivors, the truth is actually this."

Renault nodded and looked at Zhou Ke'er seriously: "You directly had that little girl reveal the information I told you to the Exorcist Organization, which has definitely aroused their vigilance and attention, and they have begun to suspect your source of information - they probably knew about this information even earlier than I did."

But since you're from the Zhou family, and you also have Naya... cough, with your "Seven Chapters of the Mysterious Monarch's Secret Scripture" as protection, you're practically considered to be on her side in their eyes. So they won't take action against you for now. At most, they'll give you a warning.

But the young girl you entrusted with this task might be a different story. Knowing this information, she could very well be killed to silence her.

"I see. So, they don't dare to touch me for the time being? If I were to charge straight into their headquarters and confront them..."

Zhou Ke'er touched her chin thoughtfully.

"Don't!"

Renault was startled by this; this train of thought was incredibly absurd. Even Pompelo wasn't this reckless. He quickly stopped him, saying, "That won't do. You're clearly being overconfident, knowing they won't attack you, but you shouldn't know that. It will only make them more suspicious of your intelligence sources..."

"Then I'll just say that guy Nyarlathotep told me, okay?"

Zhou Ke'er replied matter-of-factly, "I'll just say that she told me about the relationship between the Exorcists organization and those beings, and then I'll say that I'm also on that side of those beings. We're like family members who don't recognize each other. It's better to resolve conflicts than to create them. We can't become friends without fighting. In the end, let them admit their mistakes, and then we can pretend to form an alliance, isn't that enough?"

"..."

Renault's eyes widened, as if he instinctively wanted to say something, but after thinking about it carefully... well, you know what, it really is a solution.

After all, the people that the higher-ups of the Exorcist Organization could get in touch with were not Nyarlathotep, and were even certainly of lower rank than Him, so naturally they had no way to question Nyarlathotep.

As long as that guy doesn't suddenly decide to personally clarify things, then this plan, though a bit daring, is actually fine.

If we interpret the previous act of having Mingmengjing deliver the message as a kind of suggestive transmission, but unfortunately the other party didn't understand it and instead sent people to hunt them down—by turning the tables and blaming the other party for a fabricated mistake, it's only natural that the other party's judgment would be affected under such embarrassment, and they would become less perceptive than they normally would.

After thinking about it, Renault hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded and said, "This idea... I've thought about it, and it seems fine. It's just a bit risky. You need to prepare a backup plan for a safe escape, just in case."

## Chapter 516 511. Then you have to save me, right?

"That's no problem... But let me confirm with you again. Since you've already said that, it's at least based on the premise that Mingmengjing wasn't deliberately sent by the Exorcist Organization and doesn't have any ulterior motives, right?"

Zhou Ke'er nodded slightly, but then confirmed it again.

After all, Ming Mengjing's behavior at this moment was too abnormal, quite different from her previous behavior pattern—for example, before, she would try to stay far away from Zhou Ke'er whenever she saw her, and even if she had to see her, she would try to resolve the matter quickly and make a run for it. But now, no matter how hard she tried to get rid of her, she wouldn't leave, sticking to Zhou Ke'er like a leech.

It just seems so strange.

Even if she's being chased, does it have to be like this? She's not Zhou Ke'er; she doesn't have to be so shameless.

"..."

Renault raised an eyebrow, giving Zhou Ke'er a look that said, "I don't understand, but I'm really shocked." He couldn't figure out the girl's thought process at all. "That's right. She wasn't sent by the Exorcist Organization to deliberately approach you. I can guarantee that."