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

"Wait a minute, thinking about it this way—it's not just us who might be in danger, but everyone in reality! Including our families—and at least we can use this game to improve ourselves, but they not only won't believe such a thing exists, but even if they did, they wouldn't play this game."

When the topic came up, Cold-Cooked Rabbit's IQ actually increased, and it couldn't help but say with concern.

Zhou Ke'er shrugged: "So you need to protect them, whether it's by strengthening yourself through the game, acquiring some special items that can be effective in this regard, or even giving them some equipment or items that can directly enhance their strength, all of these can play a certain role."

Upon hearing this, Cold-Eating Rabbit slumped onto the sofa in fear. "So, in other words, you have to play more games no matter what, right? And you have to play them for a very utilitarian purpose—stop it! This can't even be called a game anymore! This kind of twisted game can't possibly bring anyone joy!"

Zhou Ke'er curled her lip and said bluntly, "This game wasn't designed to make us happy. It was designed to please the guys who made it."

At this point, Zhou Ke'er stroked her chin, thought for a moment, and continued, "However, there is actually another way... Although I can't guarantee that doing so will ensure the safety of your family, it might be somewhat effective."

Seeing that no one interrupted, Zhou Ke'er continued, "Actually, before this game appeared, those monsters also existed in reality, but they were much rarer. Therefore, there were naturally organizations that dealt with those monsters. I have a little influence there, so I can put in a good word for you. Although it's unlikely that I can directly order people to protect you, it shouldn't be a big problem for you to move to a protected safe area."

Zhang He and Lengchitu were both surprised, and even Chun Kunqiu was caught off guard.

The world is amazing, isn't it?

"What?! This seems to be the same development as before! There's a subtle sense of unease about it..."

Cold-Eating Rabbit couldn't help but retort, "Isn't that organization still called the Dragon Group? Actually, you're a retired elite soldier, right?"

Zhou Ke'er raised her hand and gave him another flick on the forehead: "If I were the King of Soldiers, then the entire conscription system in the Far East would probably be finished—a region protected by countless Zhou Ke'ers would surely perish from internal strife even without any external invasion!"

"Your self-assessment is accurate, but why did you hit me on the head!"

Caught off guard, the cold-cooked rabbit pitifully reached out to cover its head, but without its hands for support, it accidentally rolled off the sofa and got stuck under the table.

"Help! Help! Help..."

Looking at the cold-cooked rabbit's appearance, Zhou Ke'er pondered for a while and said, "At this moment, you should say, 'Brother Step, I am Stark.'"

"???"

Cold-cooked Rabbit looked at Zhou Ke'er with a blank expression, wondering what was wrong with her this time.

Honghe understood instantly, squinted at Zhou Ke'er, and couldn't help but roll her eyes: "What a lame joke. So cheesy."

Seeing that everyone had started spouting useless nonsense again, Zhang He guessed that there was nothing else important to say, so he sighed and said, "In that case, I'll log off now—it will probably take some time to persuade my family. I'll contact you again after I've settled everything. Anyway, thank you."

Upon hearing this, Cold-Cooked Rabbit quickly wriggled out from under the table: "Yes, yes, me too."

Zhou Ke'er tilted her head. "Alright, let's talk about other things after we've settled down. Otherwise, it seems they don't want to drag things out any longer."

As for Chen Tian, ​​there's no need to worry. She has Chen Tian, ​​her ever-present grandfather, who is much more experienced in this area than Zhou Ke'er.

And the flamingos...

Zhou Ke'er turned to look at Hong He, only to see her staring at him with dead fish eyes. Although she didn't say a word, the meaning in her eyes was very clear: "I'm already living in your house, you're not going to ask me such meaningless questions, are you?"

Soon, Zhang He, Cold-cooked Rabbit, and Spring Slump and Autumn Fatigue all went offline.

Seeing this, Chen Tian closed the book in her hand and used her wristwatch to open a portal in an empty space: "In that case, I'll leave first..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Ke'er asked with a look of curiosity, "What is this? Where does this door lead? Is a wristwatch used for this?"

Chen Tian choked for a moment, then looked at Zhou Ke'er with a strange expression. To make sure he wasn't joking or teasing her, she replied in a questioning tone, "This is... the gate to the Academy of Gods? You've never used it before?"

Zhou Ke'er's eyes widened: "I didn't know! Nobody told me? This watch has this use?"

Chen Tian was surprised to find that it was true and couldn't help but ask, "Then how did you get to the Divine Academy?"

Zhou Ke'er was greatly shocked: "Direct teleportation? Isn't it supposed to be teleported directly using coordinates?"

"???"

Chen Tian finally couldn't help but give her the look of an old man on the subway looking at his phone: "Where did you get this 'connection' from? Haven't you even read the school rules...? Using the coordinate teleportation function on campus multiple times without permission is a violation of the rules. Unless you submit a report, you have to honestly open the spatial portal and enter through the main gate—so you always do this and no one has bothered you?"

Zhou Ke'er touched her chin: "To be honest, it's true."

So that's how it is! Zhou Ke'er was actually fooled for so long by that ultimate academic failure who had been delaying his graduation for several years! Ai Lei, you've committed a heinous crime!

Fortunately, Zhou Ke'er managed to intimidate the old skeleton on her first visit to the Divine Academy, otherwise she would have really gotten into trouble.

I guess that guy is the one who's been working tirelessly to smooth things over for him. No wonder he always knows when Zhou Ke'er arrives at the Divine Academy; it turns out she was reported for violating the rules.

"Wait a minute—does that mean this portal can bring other people in with it?"

Zhou Ke'er suddenly realized the key point—coordinate teleportation can only send one person at a time, but this door looks like it can be entered together!

As she spoke, Zhou Ke'er turned to look at Honghe. Shouldn't she bring Honghe in too and enroll them together?

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768. You're here again?!

"From a generally rational point of view, it is indeed possible."

Seeing Zhou Ke'er's subtle movements, Chen Tian roughly understood what he meant and nodded in confirmation.

Zhou Ke'er raised an eyebrow at Honghe: "Not bad, let's go together then, and let Honghe enroll in school and study together as well."

Chen Tian shrugged, not objecting, but asked with a puzzled look as she stepped into the spatial portal, "However, admission requires a divine spark. Does Red Crane also have a divine spark? I don't seem to sense it."

Flamingo shook her head: "I really don't."

Zhou Ke'er pulled Honghe across the spatial portal, waved her hand and said, "Hey, this kind of thing isn't a difficult problem to solve. I have connections, I can just go through the back door. Even if that doesn't work, I'll just give you a godhood."

Chen Tian glanced at Zhou Ke'er with slight surprise, but didn't say anything more. While it was indeed unimaginable—she hadn't expected Zhou Ke'er to have such a powerful backer and influence, even casually bestowing upon someone a divine title—Chen Tian wasn't one to pry into things.

Soon, the three arrived at the main gate of the Divine Academy.

The last time Zhou Ke'er came here was when Ai Lei brought her here for the first time.

"Well, speaking of which—I do have a question."

Looking at the fairly large number of students coming and going at the entrance of the Divine Academy, Zhou Ke'er couldn't help but ask the question that had been bothering her for a long time: "Look, these divine positions are basically fixed, right? And admission depends on divine status, so how exactly are students with the same divine position generated?"

Furthermore, thinking further ahead... that means that once a graduate takes office, the other students in the same year who hold the same clergy, as well as those from the following years, can only spend the rest of their lives as candidates, right?

If that's the case, there's absolutely no need to gather so many students—no, I misspoke, these weren't gathered by the school, but rather the students with divine status came to us on their own—so how could there be so many students with divine status?

Chen Tian sighed, feeling that Zhou Ke'er's question was both unexpected and reasonable. After all, it seemed that he really didn't know anything about this place. So she explained carefully, "If you had gone through the proper enrollment process, you wouldn't have asked this question at all... It seems that you got in through the back door."

"Hehe, that's true." Zhou Ke'er scratched his head. The old skeleton filled out the enrollment form for him. He didn't do anything himself, haha.

Chen Tian looked like he knew it, and explained as they walked: "In fact, students with complete divine titles are extremely rare, especially those of the more important divine titles. Due to the final war of the old era, they were basically either destroyed or shattered into countless pieces. Those students with the same divine title have only obtained different fragments of the same divine title."

In other words, the responsibilities and abilities that could originally be undertaken by a single deity have now been divided into many. Under these circumstances, it's impossible for a single graduate to handle all the responsibilities—therefore, most of the clergy have been expanded into departments, operated by multiple people. This situation of overstaffing is currently unavoidable.

Zhou Ke'er suddenly realized, no wonder, it turns out that multiple people are working together to operate a divine office. No wonder Ai Lei was able to graduate, otherwise if that guy were to take on a divine office alone, there would probably be a lot of trouble.

"Oh! If that's the case, then it's very simple, isn't it? If all else fails, I can break my divine essence into pieces and give them to the flamingos."

Zhou Ke'er slapped her forehead and realized she was incredibly smart.

Upon hearing this, Chen Tian couldn't help but look at Zhou Ke'er with an indescribable expression: "Haha, okay, you're right. Since we're here, let's say goodbye for now—aren't you going to take Honghe to register for school? Don't be late, I won't bother you any longer, I'll be going now."

As she spoke, Chen Tian continued walking without stopping, heading towards the direction of the Eastern pantheon.

Zhou Ke'er shrugged and didn't stop her. She then led the red crane to fleece the old skeleton again.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Zhou Ke'er kicked open the door to the old skeleton's office in a familiar way.

The old skeleton, who was furiously filling out a form, was startled. Just as he was about to scold her angrily, he looked up and saw that it was Zhou Ke'er's nemesis again. He was so frightened that he hurriedly stood up and forced a fawning smile onto his skull-like face: "Oh, what brings you here again? Is there something you haven't finished explaining? Please sit down. Why bother with such trivial matters? You could have just contacted me directly with your wristwatch. I'm truly flattered."

Zhou Ke'er's lips twitched—why does this guy's sycophantic tendency seem more and more obvious? How did things turn out like this... If all the higher-ups at the Divine Academy are like this, no wonder they're completely under the thumb of those evil gods. How can this continue?

"It's nothing major, I was just thinking that since I'm planning to study here for a while, it's quite boring to be alone, so why don't I bring my friend along to enroll? That shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Zhou Ke'er pointed to the red crane following behind her and raised an eyebrow at the old skeleton.

The old skeleton subconsciously sized up the flamingo for a moment, an embarrassed look appearing on its head. It wiped the cold sweat from its forehead and said, "This, this, in theory, there shouldn't be a problem, but your friend doesn't seem to have a divine spark? That's a bit troublesome, if he doesn't have a divine spark..."

"Hey, what does it matter if he's a god or not? Don't let my friend's current status as a ferryman of the River Styx fool you, he has the potential to become a god of the underworld!"

Zhou Ke'er waved her hand dismissively: "Besides, what's the problem if she doesn't have a godhood? I have several godhoods here, I can just give her one."

"Okay...okay, no problem, no problem. I'll register your friend for school right away..."

The old skeleton had no other choice but to agree readily, turning to Red Crane and asking, "Um, may I ask what your name is?"

Flamingo then answered, "Flamingo."

Unexpectedly, the old skeleton was taken aback by the answer and turned to look at Zhou Ke'er: "This... please don't joke around. Isn't Red Crane this classmate?"

Zhou Ke'er blinked—Oh, right! When he first came here to fill out his application, he used the name Honghe! He'd completely forgotten!

Flamingo: ? (Stares)

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769. Pleasant Solo Time

Zhou Ke'er's expression remained unchanged as she casually replied, "Hey, you see, my friend and I are such good friends, we're practically inseparable. Isn't it perfectly normal to accidentally mistake her name for mine?"

The old skeleton's jaw clicked, as if he couldn't help but twitch his lips, but ultimately he didn't dare expose Zhou Ke'er's utterly ridiculous lie. He could only force a smile and reply, "Oh, I see. What an enviable friendship, haha. Then I'll help your friend register, and while I'm at it, I'll also change your name on your student record..."

"Oh, then I'll trouble you. My name is Finger Sand."

Zhou Ke'er answered with a smile. (www.8zw.℃οm)

(Sand between fingers: ? There's a dog?)

Honghejiang's eyes suddenly sharpened, and Zhou Ke'er felt a chill run down her spine. She subconsciously turned to look at Honghejiang and saw in her eyes the meaning of "You accidentally took the name of the sand between your fingers as your own, and you and she are also in a relationship where you are intertwined with each other?"

Zhou Ke'er remained expressionless, blinked, and conveyed with her eyes, "You make it sound like that's the kind of relationship we have."

Even the flamingo, with its dead fish eyes that had been staring straight ahead, couldn't help but roll its eyes several times in anger, and then made the internationally recognized friendly gesture towards Zhou Ke'er.

Zhou Ke'er turned her head with a smile, "Well then, I'll leave things here to you. My friend and I will head out first, so we won't bother you any longer. By the way, could you send a watch to my friend now?"

Old Skull couldn't wait for Zhou Ke'er, that jinx, to crawl away. He immediately nodded repeatedly, saying he could fulfill any request. It was just a wristwatch. He quickly took one out, operated it a little, and handed it to Red Crane.

After leaving, Zhou Ke'er casually took out a pseudo-God's essence and tossed it to Red Crane: "Use this to activate the watch. Consider it a gift from me."

Red Crane didn't stand on ceremony with Zhou Ke'er, accepting the divine spark without hesitation. While activating her wristwatch, she said, "What's next? It seems there won't be any classes before this entrance ceremony ends, unless something else comes up..."

Zhou Ke'er nodded: "There's really nothing else. You can log off if you want. I'm going to find a single-player mode to relax."

Red Crane squinted, thinking that this guy was probably the only one who treated the solo mode as a way to relax. "Okay, I'll log off now. Oh, and don't forget the time while playing. Remember to come back and cook. There's no one else in the house who can cook except you."

"What kind of useless people are these who can't even take care of themselves?"

Zhou Ke'er's eyes widened: "Are you guys really reliable adults?!"

"I'm only three years and two hundred months old, I'm still a minor."