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

Zhou Ke'er rested her chin on one hand, leaning against the long table, sizing up the remaining people, trying to remember their faces so she wouldn't be unable to recognize them when they met.

As for what the swollen woman just said, it's pretty much the same information that Zhou Ke'er learned from Renault.

However, this guy kept talking about what would happen if they succeeded and what would happen if they failed, but he never mentioned what he wanted them to do.

"Of course, as the chosen ones, you have a privilege, which has already been granted to you—entering the event two days earlier than other players. During this time, you can familiarize yourself with the general situation of the world you are in now, and if there are any plans or arrangements that need to be made in advance, you can start preparing them."

The swollen woman's tone became even more cheerful, as if she were humming a tune, and she continued in a strange tone: "Of course, don't forget—time in the game is different from time in the real world. How long is two days in the real world in the game? That's for you to figure out. As for what the task of this event is, we'll have to wait until all the other players have entered the game before we announce it together."

After saying that, she glanced at everyone present and added, "I've said everything I wanted to say. Now, you can ask me any questions you have. Of course, I'll decide whether or not to answer them."

Zhou Ke'er raised her hand with a serious expression and asked in a solemn tone, "Then can I betray you and become your lackey? I'm the best at being a double agent."

The swollen woman narrowed her eyes. "Of course... no way. That would go against our original purpose. We want to train you to fight against us, not for you to collapse due to internal strife before you even arrive."

Zhou Ke'er shrugged, her tone devoid of any regret, and said in a monotone, "That's a real pity."

To be honest, Zhou Ke'er's purpose in saying this wasn't really to become a traitor herself, since this matter concerns the lives of so many people, right? But it's possible that there are other people who want to be lackeys, so Zhou Ke'er raised this issue at the beginning. Now that these people have heard the Swelling Woman's reply, even if they originally had that idea, they probably don't anymore.

What a selfless and great person Zhou Ke'er is, who doesn't care about her reputation!

"But you're quite interesting. Who knows, after you die, I might turn you into my familiar and keep you by my side forever."

However, the swollen woman then added with a smile.

Zhou Ke'er naturally declined, giving an awkward yet polite smile, "Then I'd much rather be Nyaruko's familiar."

The smile vanished instantly from the swollen woman's eyes—although they were originally one being, it was still wrong to reject her in front of another woman and bring up another...

Zhou Ke'er is playing with fire!

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538. The World Defense War (Part Four)

However, despite this, the swollen woman didn't say anything more to Zhou Ke'er. She simply glanced at the others and said, "Do you have any other questions? If not, this meeting is over."

The other players exchanged glances instinctively. Although they all had some questions they wanted to ask, no one dared to be the first to speak up.

However, Long Aotian naturally had no such concerns and immediately asked, "Instead of 'cultivating' us in this way... directly raising our strength to a level much higher than it is now would just be something you could do casually, right? If that's the case, why not choose a quick method instead of taking it slowly?"

To be honest, this question was rather poorly worded, but Long Aotian's real purpose wasn't to answer it—after all, he didn't really have anything he wanted to ask. He just happened to think of a question on the spot because he saw that no one was going to ask any questions and the Swelling Daughter was about to disband the meeting if things continued like this.

"It's very simple—first, your bodies can't withstand this kind of power infusion, and most importantly, we've lost a lot of the joy of nurturing you. Second... with all the power we've given you, how do you think you can contend with us? It's nothing more than something we can take back with a snap of our fingers."

The swollen woman's tone returned to cheerfulness.

At this moment, Zhou Ke'er did not pay attention to the guy's answer. He had already stood up, left his seat, turned around and walked a few steps to the side of a man who was also sitting at the long table.

Although this space was filled with endless evil spirits, making it impossible for Zhou Ke'er to use evil spirits to explore or sense anything, she only needed to glance at it to know that this guy was definitely not simple.

This is probably just intuition.

After all... from the beginning until now, the man had never looked up, and had been slowly and steadily flipping through an ancient book.

The fact that he could bring anything into this space was already noteworthy, not to mention his indifferent and arrogant attitude, as if he were completely immersed in his own world.

"What are you looking at? You seem so engrossed."

Zhou Ke'er very naturally moved closer to the other person, leaned down, and her loose hair seemed to casually brush against the pages of the book.

He also subconsciously glanced at the open book—naturally, he couldn't understand what was written on it, as the entire text was written in a script that even Zhou Ke'er had never seen before.

"Although there are many errors and omissions in the doctrines compiled by the Allseeing Ones, it is still a very interesting book overall."

The man seemed somewhat surprised that someone would approach him, but he didn't try to hide anything and answered Zhou Ke'er's question casually.

After Long Aotian started, the other players took turns asking questions, and for a while, everyone's attention was focused on the swollen woman. Only a few people who knew Zhou Ke'er were still paying attention to her.

"The All-Seeer? I've never heard of that term before. It sounds very profound. Hmm, nice to meet you, my name is Zhou Ke'er."

Zhou Ke'er feigned an innocent look, tilted her head as if thinking carefully, but still couldn't think of anything. However, she didn't think too much about it, smiled at the other person, and extended her hand.

“My name…you can call me Tavel At Umur. Hmm…is this…a handshake? That’s an interesting gesture, though I don’t use it very often.”

The man looked up at Zhou Ke'er, awkwardly reached out and took her hand, shook it gently, and then let go.

Zhou Ke'er turned around, lightly pushed off with her feet, and sat on the table, placing her hands on it as well. She looked down at the man, swinging her legs as if on a swing, and winked mischievously as she asked, "I can sense that you are very strong, can't I?"

Tavel blinked, still maintaining his serious demeanor, but did not deny the statement. "By your standards, there is indeed not much of a problem with saying that."

Wow! It's actually true!

Zhou Ke'er pretended to widen her eyes, looking at Tavel with a slightly exaggerated expression of surprise. Then she leaned down, bringing her face close to Tavel's, and looked directly at him as she continued to ask, "Can you tell me how to become stronger? I want to become as powerful as you. Can you help me?"

Tavel was taken aback, but not because of Zhou Ke'er's sudden closeness; such behavior seemed to have no effect on him at all. Instead, it was Zhou Ke'er's question that attracted his attention more: "Are you asking me about knowledge on how to become stronger?"

This statement is a bit strange. Although it doesn't seem to have any major problems, there's a sense of awkwardness in the combination of these words.

But now is not the time to dwell on such trivial details.

Zhou Ke'er squinted her eyes, smiled, and nodded: "Yes, is that okay? Is that okay? Is that okay?"

Tavel didn't hesitate much, nodding naturally without a second thought, "Of course, no problem. I welcome anyone who asks me for knowledge."

After saying that, he raised his right hand and gently touched Zhou Ke'er's forehead with his index finger.

Zhou Ke'er was startled by this action and instinctively tilted her head back, so she was only lightly touched by Tavel's fingertips.

The swollen woman, who had been answering other players' questions, suddenly changed her expression. She immediately stood up, flashed to Taviel's side, pressed Taviel's hand down, and frowned deeply: "Yog, are you crazy?! Do you know what you're doing?!"

Tavel's expression remained unchanged as he looked at the swollen woman with a hint of doubt. "I'm recording and monitoring this meeting you're chairing to prevent you from doing or saying anything you shouldn't."

The swollen woman choked on her words, but quickly recovered and pointed at Zhou Ke'er, who was lying on the wooden table and hadn't responded yet. "No, that's not what I'm talking about! Don't change the subject! What did you just do to him?"

Tavel looked even more puzzled. "He just asked me for knowledge, so I granted it to him. Is there anything wrong with that? But even though he asked for it himself, he seemed to resist when I gave it to him, so he only received a little bit. Why is that?"

The swollen woman sighed, rubbing her forehead helplessly. "You... don't be so generous at a time when you shouldn't be! Even if it's just a little bit of knowledge in your eyes, it's enough to destroy a human's brain..."

Before he could finish speaking, a muttering was heard.

Zhou Ke'er slowly straightened up, supporting herself on the table with her left hand while rubbing her head with her right. "Ouch...it hurts quite a bit. What kind of technique is this? Is it some kind of enlightenment? Although I haven't had a chance to see what it all is...it seems...there's a lot more than I expected. It's filling up my memory palace. I need to find some time to organize it and categorize it."

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539. The World Defense War (Part 5)

"Are you not crazy?"

The swollen woman looked at Zhou Ke'er, who was rubbing her head, with some surprise. She had indeed been startled, thinking that there would be one less player before the game even started.

Tavel's expression remained unchanged, but there seemed to be some doubt in his eyes as he looked at the swollen woman. "While I am generous, that doesn't mean I lack common sense. Although he didn't describe precisely what kind of knowledge he wanted or where it would apply, I won't instill all the knowledge about the entire universe in him like before. — The scope is still limited to this planet."

"That's the same, isn't it? Stuffing the knowledge of a planet into the brain of a normal human being is not much different from stuffing the knowledge of a universe into it, right? As long as it exceeds the tolerance limit, the result is the same."

As she spoke, the swollen woman turned to look at Zhou Ke'er, her eyes filled with a hint of helplessness. She hadn't expected that in such a short time, Zhou Ke'er could cause her such a mess. "However, I'm more curious now... how do you manage to absorb so much knowledge?"

Zhou Ke'er stared blankly at the swollen woman for a long while, as if her computer had crashed and frozen, before she finally reacted, "Huh? I thought you were helping me. Most of the complex and messy information was blocked by something like a barrier. What I received was only information related to the evil manipulation—wait, let me sort it out first."

The swollen woman raised an eyebrow, and then her pupils instantly turned pitch black. Tiny, dense tentacles spread from her eye sockets to the corners of her eyes, wriggling and waving incessantly.

However, she quickly returned to normal, and the swollen woman nodded as if she suddenly realized something. "I see... Nyaruko was afraid you would die suddenly, so she set up a simple life-saving mechanism. It's quite subtle; she didn't even tell me. I didn't notice it for a while."

The other players remained silent, not whispering among themselves, but pondering silently. After all, they still had no idea what had suddenly happened, and judging from the serious look on the face of the Swelling Woman's face, it was definitely not a good time to interrupt or attract attention.

As for Honghe, when she saw Zhou Ke'er suddenly collapse on the table, she thought Zhou Ke'er had suddenly lost her mind and was trying to do something naughty again. By the time she realized what was going on, Zhou Ke'er had already mostly returned to normal, so she wasn't worried at all.

The swollen woman regained her initial expression, her fan still firmly covering the lower half of her face. She turned around and swayed as she walked back to the main seat. "However, you could say you've turned misfortune into blessing. Instead of having your brain overwhelmed by excessive knowledge, you've gained information that's just right to help you become stronger."

However, what she didn't say was that when she was spying on Zhou Ke'er's body just now, she discovered that sometime recently, the "Geragi's gaze imprint" engraved in his consciousness had been destroyed by the tsunami of knowledge.

This is actually a good thing, since being watched by beings like them usually doesn't end well. Moreover, that guy deliberately bypassed Nyaruko's security mechanism and imprinted this mark on Zhou Ke'er's consciousness, which is a blatant transgression. She'll be going to cause trouble for that guy in a bit.

Zhou Ke'er twitched the corners of her mouth. Although most of the knowledge had been intercepted, it was still a tiny fraction of what she had learned. Moreover, most of it was too advanced, like academic papers. It wasn't something she could understand just by memorizing it; she had to find time to ponder it slowly.

And... to be honest, he really didn't expect that there was already a great figure on the stage speaking and leading the meeting, while someone else was quietly sitting below. He really thought it was just a player.

Tavel, still oblivious, seemed unaware of what the swollen woman had been so anxious about. He asked Zhou Ke'er with a puzzled look, "What's wrong? Is it really that humans can't handle the knowledge of just one planet? It shouldn't be that bad, right?"

When did planets become the unit of measurement for knowledge?!

Zhou Ke'er inwardly twitched her lips, but outwardly maintained a smiling expression. "Actually, I suggest you do this in the future—if someone asks you a question or asks for knowledge, you don't have to directly impart the knowledge to them. You can try to tell them slowly by explaining it to them... What do you think?"

"I see, so this is how we communicate knowledge with humans. I understand now, I've learned something new today, that's great."

Tavel nodded seriously and looked at Zhou Ke'er again, "In that case, I'll explain it to you in detail, as you suggested..."

"Okay, there shouldn't be anything else... What are you trying to do now? Stop talking, the meeting is over! Meeting adjourned!"

Upon hearing the words "speak up," the swollen woman vanished instantly and reappeared beside Tavel, immediately stopping him from continuing to speak. She shouted a few words through gritted teeth and glared fiercely at Zhou Ke'er.

As soon as the swollen woman finished speaking, all the players went black and left the conference room.

When Zhou Ke'er opened her eyes again, she felt a jolt.

Goodness, it seems that time wasn't stopped here while the meeting was taking place over there?

Zhou Ke'er instantly realized that she was being carried by Xi Ang.

"She's awake! She's awake!"

Chris was the first to notice that Zhou Ke'er had opened her eyes and quickly reminded her.

Zhou Ke'er rubbed her eyes, looking completely bewildered, and blinked innocently and confusedly: "What... what happened? Huh?! What's going on? Why am I..."

Upon hearing this, Xi Ang quickly put Zhou Ke'er down and immediately explained, "We were walking along the road just fine, but somehow you suddenly lost consciousness and collapsed on the ground. We had no choice but to carry you on our way."

Sagos added, "I just used healing magic on you, but it had no effect, and I couldn't detect anything wrong with you..."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ke'er looked enlightened and waved her hand, saying, "I see... I understand. This is a sequela of the injury I sustained when I was being chased before I transmigrated to this world. It's an irreversible and incurable symptom. Thank you for your concern."

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540. The World Defense War (Part Six)

Hearing Zhou Ke'er's words, the others wisely refrained from pursuing the matter further. Chris, hands on her hips, changed the subject with a teasing expression, saying, "Well, it's a good thing you woke up after only a short while, otherwise our former hero would have had to carry you for who knows how long. I don't think he would have been willing to put you down at all."

Lance, also looking indignant, nodded repeatedly and said, "That's right, that's right! I was the one who suggested carrying Miss Memoride first, but that guy Sion abused his power and forced me to carry her just because he's the squad leader. It's outrageous! Everyone can see right through you!"

Zhou Ke'er couldn't help but raise an eyebrow—you're no better than Xi Ang! How dare you laugh at someone who's no better than you! And you were the one who brought it up first!

Sion's face immediately turned red, and he hurriedly waved his hands in protest, "How can something about a hero be considered... I didn't think Miss Memoride smelled nice, or that her thighs felt soft and moist..."

Chris immediately kicked the flustered Theon to the ground, yelling, "You bastard! You've already revealed everything you're thinking! How dare you call yourself a hero?! You're such a cowardly hero!"

Sargers pondered for a moment, then waved his staff, and ropes instantly appeared in mid-air, tightly binding Sion and hanging him upside down. He then turned to Zhou Ke'er and said, "Miss Memoride, now this guy is at your disposal. Just don't kill him."

Zhou Ke'er stroked her chin, pondered seriously for a while, and said in a solemn tone, "So that means whips and wax dripping are all acceptable?"