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

It's despicable. If only they had no conscience, they could watch everyone around them die one by one, and then they could break all the vows they didn't want to keep without any burden.

"Hey! You...you seem to be troubled by something?"

Just as Zhou Ke'er was deep in thought, she was suddenly called out from behind.

She subconsciously turned around and was surprised to find that it was still that young man—Zhou Ke'er had already let him go, why wasn't he leaving?

Perhaps it's because this guy really is such an outrageously saintly person, or perhaps it's because Zhou Ke'er's title has taken effect (increasing male favorability), in any case, this guy actually caught up with her again: "You can call me Goode—although I still don't approve of what you just did, but... I feel like you seem confused? Perhaps what you did just now wasn't from your heart, you need help."

Zhou Ke'er couldn't help but make the same face as the old man on the subway looking at his phone, even her complicated thoughts were disrupted—what kind of person is this? Are there really people like this in this world?

He retracted his previous opinion. This was not just slightly worse than Zhang He; this was far more saintly than Zhang He—if that was truly what the other party thought.

This is a bit outrageous; this action simply doesn't conform to normal logic.

Zhou Ke'er pouted and gestured for him to go away. "You can't help much, and I don't have anything to help with either. Just mind your own business."

Just kidding. Even if Zhou Ke'er really needed help, she wouldn't go to someone like this. Wouldn't it be better to ask Honghe or Zhijiansha? Or at the very least, take the carefree Lengchitu out for a trip. Since she didn't go offline to find them directly, it means that Zhou Ke'er wants to solve this problem herself. She doesn't need anyone else to tell her what to do.

Goode looked hesitant, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

Zhou Ke'er sighed: "This is boring. Forget it, just tell me how to end this game—I'm a little tired of playing. Although I can just leave, it's better to finish what I start."

"? Don't you know? What does it mean?"

Goode looked puzzled.

Zhou Ke'er didn't turn around, and casually replied as she walked forward, "Because I don't know any rules at all, and I don't know what kind of 'game' this is. I just somehow ended up here, and I don't know anything about it."

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783. The Strange Man in the Castle (XIV)

"Pfft"

Goode was about to say something when he suddenly heard a sharp sound of something piercing his flesh coming from his body—followed by a sharp pain.

Zhou Ke'er's eyes immediately narrowed—he had only been slightly distracted just now, and he hadn't expected such a thing to happen, and hadn't even noticed the signs beforehand.

The guy who had just been chopped into a human stick and then thrown to the ground by Goode with his sword was actually still alive and well. At this moment, he even grew back his slightly strange hands. He stood up at some point and suddenly stabbed Goode in the back of the heart.

Good was still in astonishment at what Zhou Ke'er had said, and didn't realize until the very last second that a life-threatening danger had arisen behind him—and his heart was ripped out.

"Cough!"

A mouthful of blood gushed out. Goode stared wide-eyed as the hand with sharp claws slowly withdrew from his body, tearing out his heart as well. He was powerless to resist and could only watch helplessly as he knelt down, fell forward, and finally fell silent.

Blood quickly began to spread on the ground, forming a pool of blood.

When people are killed, they die.

So this poor guy, who had only recently registered his name, lost his life in a very absurd way without any warning.

Zhou Ke'er didn't care about the guy who suddenly stood up again and looked like a monster. She just squatted down on her own, her eyes slightly unfocused. She wasn't sad for the guy, but seemed to have thought of something and had a slight understanding.

He stared at Goode's corpse and murmured, "So that's how it is. I understand what you wanted to tell me. If that's how it is, then there's nothing I can do. In this world, if you want to be a good person, you'll die at the hands of what you're protecting—thank you for telling me this."

However, the creature that had lost its mind and turned into a monster would not refrain from attacking Zhou Ke'er just because he was deep in thought. Seeing him squat down, the monster roared and pounced on him, still tightly clutching the blood-soaked heart in its hand.

"boom!"

A muffled thud echoed through the porch.

But then Zhou Ke'er smashed the guy to the ground with an axe and stomped on his head. "I didn't want to kill him—but it looks like you can't be considered 'human' anymore, so even if I do, it's because I have no other choice, right? Anyway, you're beyond saving."

Zhou Ke'er's words seemed to be addressed to that guy, but also to herself.

As he finished speaking, he applied slight pressure with his foot, and a sickeningly loud sound rang out. A rather grotesque head slowly twisted and deformed under his feet, eventually turning into a disgusting mess.

Staring at that puddle of...something, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Zhou Ke'er's lips—he suddenly realized that if it were him, even if his head were trampled and crushed like that, he should be able to recover quickly. If he couldn't die like that, it meant he himself was even more monstrous than this monster—why should he care about those inexplicable things?

The character 强牺 is pronounced 牺. It's no longer important...

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

Without warning, Zhou Ke'er burst into laughter, stood up again, and looked down at the two corpses on the ground. "I really have to thank you two. You've really taught me a very meaningful lesson. Now there's nothing to hold me back anymore. I feel as happy as if I'm wearing New Year's panties!"

All the pent-up frustration dissipated. Although she didn't know what kind of twisted principles Zhou Ke'er had come up with, she no longer felt confused or conflicted.

All you have to do is give all the troublesome guys a good Ora and you're done!

If something goes wrong, just keep playing Euler until it stops being a problem!

Only then can it be considered healthy!

There's nothing left to be afraid of.

Zhou Ke'er hummed a little tune she had made up herself, carrying her axe as she strode forward.

Since I don't know the layout of this castle and can't find a map, I'll just wander around and go wherever I want. If anyone blocks my way, I'll kill them. — Huh?

Wait a minute, Zhou Ke'er, whose thinking was starting to become active and divergent, realized that she had fallen into a cognitive trap—why must we follow the layout of this castle?

A great man from the old era, who shared the same surname as Zhou Ke'er, once said, "There were originally no roads in the world, but as more people walked on them, they became roads."

If there's no road, Zhou Ke'er can just carve one out herself!

At this moment, Zhang Si (17bxWx) is turning a corner. Why turn around?

Zhou Ke'er's lips curled up slightly as she slammed the axe into the wall.

As expected, it did not cause any damage to the wall, not even leaving a mark.

But can this stop Zhou Ke'er? What is he? He's a newly born evil god! If this thing can trap an evil god—obviously that's impossible!

A surge of malevolent energy flowed into his arms and the axe, which he then slammed into the wall.

"Bang! Bang!"

With a series of chilling, muffled sounds, holes quickly appeared in the seemingly impenetrable wall.

Finally, with a kick, Zhou Ke'er easily created a large enough hole in the already dilapidated wall to allow him to pass through, and then she revealed a smug smile with satisfaction.

Immediately afterwards, a series of rhythmic "bang" sounds, like pile driving, echoed throughout the castle, as if some monster was constantly ramming against the walls, or as if some heavy monster was making a huge echo with every step it took. All the surviving contestants were gripped by fear of the unknown, terrified that the "monster" would come knocking.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Huh?"

After breaking through countless walls, Zhou Ke'er suddenly felt that the wall in front of her... felt different when she chopped at it. It seemed harder and more resilient.

Could this be the outermost layer of this ancient castle?

Subdue the powerful and the ruthless. Alright, let's break through here in one fell swoop!

With the evil axe turned up to its maximum power, Zhou Ke'er slammed the axe against the wall with a deafening roar, making the entire castle seem to tremble for a moment.

Just like an earthquake, the castle shook for a while, and a hole was opened in the wall for Zhou Ke'er.

However, instead of the expected outside world, a group of panicked people dressed like staff members were revealed inside.

Behind the wall, in that dimly lit room, stood a screen that covered an entire wall, displaying images of various parts of the castle—this was actually the monitoring room?!

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784. The Strange Man in the Castle (Fifteen)

"Oh huh?"

Zhou Ke'er raised an eyebrow. He had originally thought that the era of this module might be a little earlier, since it started out in such a stylish castle, and the lighting was all done by candles... He didn't expect there to be such a hidden room. It's really a case of the darkest place being right under your nose.

However, even though there was a monitoring room, why didn't any of their staff come out to stop Zhou Ke'er when she tried to break in?

However, this was not something he needed to worry about. Zhou Ke'er stretched her muscles and then crawled through the hole into the monitoring room.

Come to think of it, this is truly a sci-fi themed room, its style completely clashing with the outside world separated by just one wall.

"Qiangxi" is pronounced "xi". Zhou Ke'er glanced at the staff inside, tilted her head, and said, "So, who can explain to me what's going on?"

The staff exchanged glances, and then one of them cautiously spoke up: "As...as you can see, this is...yes, the broadcast studio...As for your question, 'what's going on?', what do you mean?"

Oh? You guessed wrong. This isn't a "monitoring room" but some kind of "broadcasting room"... So, this so-called "game" isn't just for entertaining the people in these castles, but also for broadcasting as some kind of "entertainment program"?

Judging from their tone, they really didn't understand what Zhou Ke'er meant by "what situation," which meant that they all assumed that Zhou Ke'er must know about the broadcast room.

So it's obvious that the normal "players" all know what this so-called "game" is all about, but Zhou Ke'er, who knows nothing, just messed around here and ended up in this place by accident.

Just then, the image on the screen in front of them suddenly changed without warning, showing the scene inside the room.

Zhou Ke'er instantly realized what was going on—they were actually treating his sudden intrusion into the broadcast studio as a special incident and broadcasting it? All for the sake of ratings, huh?

They even abandoned the broadcast room altogether. No wonder no one stopped Zhou Ke'er when she forced her way in. You guys are something else.

However, it seems that this kind of thing has happened before, and there is definitely more than one broadcasting studio, since measures to deal with this situation have already been prepared.

"Make way, make way! Can this thing contact the outside world? How do you operate it?"

Zhou Ke'er waved her axe, scaring the staff into quickly making way—after all, you can find another job, but you only have one life—she walked straight up, glanced at the control panels in front of the screen, and didn't know how to operate them for a while.

Under Zhou Ke'er's persistent questioning, a staff member finally stepped forward tremblingly: "There is no way to contact the outside world here... No, but the footage in the program is transmitted to the outside world through live broadcast. You can communicate with the outside world by reading the comments posted by the audience... if you feel it is necessary."

As he spoke, the staff member carefully pressed a button, and instantly, a series of words appeared in the lower left corner of the screen in the center.

Although she didn't know what the script was, Zhou Ke'er could actually understand it. But now wasn't the time to dwell on those details.

Because he immediately spotted one particularly eye-catching comment, framed like some kind of "VIP" badge: "Mr. Joker, it's Mr. Joker! I knew you couldn't have died in a place like that. It's so great to see you still standing here alive! —by National Idol Sadako-chan"

Ah this...

Zhou Ke'er fell into deep thought—No way, this module can even be integrated with a world view?

At this moment, Zhang Si, who became an idol of Sadako and even called him "Joker," couldn't there only be one possibility? The truth was practically obvious—wasn't this the same Ghost City event module from before? The one where Zhou Ke'er tricked Long Aotian so badly that she and Honghe were eventually surrounded and killed by ghosts.

Isn't this too much of a coincidence? Could it be that there are too few suitable subworlds, so small modules are simply reused?

However, the following comments made Zhou Ke'er a little concerned... A group of guys who saw Sadako's comments started asking Zhou Ke'er about her identity, and before Sadako could answer, the conversation had already veered off-topic to "get rid of this guy quickly."

Goodness, where does this unfounded competitive mentality come from? Are fans in this world really this scary?

However, Zhou Ke'er didn't care about that, since they couldn't exactly come through the internet to kill him. Although even if they could, they still wouldn't be able to kill him.

"I see. I understand now—in that case, how about we try a more interesting way to play the game?"

Zhou Ke'er turned to look at the staff and held up one finger: "The rules of the game are simple—I chase, you run. Catching people, simple, right? However, as a sign of my mercy, there is an additional rule that can help you escape: whoever tells me the location of the other staff in this castle, I will let them go."

"You're going to lay a hand on the staff?! No way, that's absolutely unacceptable!"