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

Zhou Ke'er didn't struggle, but protested loudly, afraid that the swollen girl would take this opportunity to pretend that she had accidentally dropped him to the ground and smashed him into a pancake.

"Alright, alright, stop wailing. I wouldn't go that far. Don't worry, unless you're the one who's asking for trouble, we won't directly attack you... At most, we'll just wipe out your strength and throw you into a dangerous place to fend for yourself, like I'm doing now."

The swollen woman casually explained, flying unhurriedly through the sky, "However, considering all your clever schemes and backup plans, even so, it shouldn't be a difficult situation for you to solve."

Zhou Ke'er gave a slight smirk: "You really overestimate me."

What's wrong with this swollen woman? She keeps showering us with compliments, and she does it all with such high-sounding words. Zhou Ke'er is completely speechless.

Fortunately, Zhou Ke'er had a backup plan—though she didn't do it intentionally. Even though her Time-Space Godhood, along with her other skills, weapons, and items, was temporarily sealed away, and the evil energy permeating her body was tightly locked inside, making it difficult to use, her core divinity was not suppressed.

It's unclear whether the swollen woman genuinely failed to notice, or if it was intentional, intended to train Zhou Ke'er's ability to generate and control evil using her divine nature.

We don't yet know what her purpose is.

However, just to be on the safe side, Zhou Ke'er felt that unless it was a life-threatening situation, it was best not to reveal this matter easily. What if they really hadn't noticed? Right? What if?

"Alright, this is truly a blessed place. It looks like there are many monsters here. A place like this, full of dangers, is perfect for you to train. Don't you agree? Let's choose this place."

After flying for a while, the swollen woman stopped and casually threw Zhou Ke'er to the ground.

Zhou Ke'er immediately shouted in mid-air, "You're just going to throw me down like that? Is this supposed to be safe from death? I'm so high up, I'll be flattened into a pancake if I fall!!"

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Taking a day off again

I'm so sorry! I knelt down completely!

There's really no other way. The epidemic here keeps recurring, and we have to do nucleic acid tests every few days. There are so many people who need to do nucleic acid tests that it takes half a day to queue up. After the nucleic acid test, I still have to go to catch up on my studies. I really don't have time to write!

I'm so sorry! Waaah!

Everyone please be careful these days!

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827. You're coming again?

He watched helplessly as Zhou Ke'er plummeted from the sky with a fierce and menacing appearance. However, the swollen woman seemed to have no idea that Zhou Ke'er, whose strength had been sealed by her, would actually die from the fall. She merely glanced at Zhou Ke'er and disappeared from the spot before he could say anything more.

Zhou Ke'er pursed her lips. It seemed that those evil gods, at least the Swelling Daughter, probably already knew that he had a trump card that could prevent him from being sealed. However... it seemed that they did not intend to kill him inhumanely because of this.

Thinking this, Zhou Ke'er was preparing to do a somersault in mid-air and land gracefully and steadily, but although she did manage to do the somersault, she didn't land on the ground.

She had clearly seen solid ground beneath her feet when she fell, but in that instant, the ground beneath her feet turned into a hole. Zhou Ke'er fell straight in.

“You evil gods are really interesting; you always choose places like this to talk.”

Realizing what was going on, Zhou Ke'er lay back down and said lazily.

Sure enough, a short while after he landed, a soft and comfortable recliner appeared below, allowing him to land comfortably on it.

And standing before him was none other than the long-lost Mr. Rae, whose face was blurred, who called himself Rae's spy.

However, since his name directly implies a liar, it's hard to say whether it's his real name. Therefore, Zhou Ke'er prefers to refer to him by his distinctive mosaic-like appearance.

Anyway, he wouldn't know. There's still one extra word.

But then Zhou Ke'er saw that the mosaic was standing properly not far in front of her, and the surrounding scene quickly changed, from the empty space to the pure white that Zhou Ke'er had seen before.

Then the guy said unhurriedly, "You're joking. I'm not an evil god. If we're talking about evil gods, you're the one."

Zhou Ke'er was speechless. It was one thing for this guy not to pick up on jokes, but why was he just spouting nonsense? How boring.

He stretched out on the recliner and grumbled, "That swollen woman just left, and you've already dragged me here. What? Did you arrange this? Did she specifically bring me here to see you?"

Mosaic shook his head and explained honestly, "No, this was my own doing. But don't worry, firstly, she might not find out, and secondly, even if she does, she has no reason to do anything to me. After all, she acted on her own, so if I'm punished, she'll be too."

"So confident? What if she's trying to lure out the enemy?"

Zhou Ke'er crossed her arms and said, "I deliberately lured out all of you with your own agendas so I could kill you one by one."

Mosaic shrugged: "Why would they go through all this trouble to kill me?"

Zhou Ke'er pressed on: "Didn't you say yourself that at least when it comes to games, they still follow the rules? Even killing you has to be done according to the rules, right?"

“Well, there’s nothing I can do about it. After all, I’ve already been lured out.” Mosaic didn’t seem to care much about it—but his face was completely pixelated, so it was hard to tell if he was genuinely indifferent or just pretending.

Zhou Ke'er finally sat up straight. "So what I really find strange is this: why do you all come looking for me every day? And why are you willing to take such risks? I really don't understand you. You don't actually think I can do anything, do you? Can't you have a little faith in my incompetence?"

Mosaic was momentarily stumped by Zhou Ke'er's question. After thinking about it carefully, he realized, "Hmm? It seems that's really the case." No matter how much potential Zhou Ke'er had, he was still just a newcomer in the early stages of his career. Even though his current strength far surpassed those "newcomers" and had even faintly touched the lower limit of their level...

But ultimately, they are quite different from them. What role could Zhou Ke'er play in their schemes and calculations? And even if she could participate or have a role to play, she generally wouldn't personally come down to communicate with him, let alone contact him so frequently.

Mosaic was quite startled when he thought about it – so what was his purpose in doing this? And it wasn't just him; Renault seemed to be similarly affected when facing Zhou Ke'er.

It's like my IQ inexplicably drops when I think about things involving this guy!

Zhou Ke'er noticed that the guy in front of her had suddenly fallen silent. What she had just said was just casual trash talk, but he hadn't expected to suddenly freeze, as if he'd been enlightened—what the hell?! Could he have actually hit the nail on the head? Did these guys really come looking for him without even thinking?

Does it mean you have some serious illness?!

Zhou Ke'er was completely speechless. He had a very clear understanding of his own strength. Although he was among the top players, and even among most people who could still be called "humans," he was nothing compared to this group of gods fighting...

Is it a small insect worth looking at?

So you can imagine how strange it is, right? Imagine you're a person, and Zhou Ke'er is a little bug. A bunch of people are neglecting their important tasks all day long, constantly running around to this little bug, and even seriously trying to communicate with it and assign it important tasks...

What kind of cerebral palsy is this?

Looking at the still silent Mosaic, Zhou Ke'er felt she couldn't let him remain in a daze any longer, so she asked in return, "So? What brings you here all of a sudden?"

Mosaic snapped out of his reverie upon hearing this and immediately replied, "I mentioned to you before that Renault would launch such a plan, and I even warned you, but it seems you didn't..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Ke'er rolled her eyes and interrupted him, saying, "Listen to yourself, is what you're saying even human? I'm speechless, utterly speechless! Yes, you told me this was going to happen, and then what? What do you expect me to do? Stop Renault? Or be a savior and save everyone? Don't be ridiculous, what's wrong with you?"

Clearly, Zhou Ke'er made it clear that he couldn't do anything!

And that is indeed the case.

Under Zhou Ke'er's series of resounding questions, Mosaic suddenly realized what she meant, his eyes widening in surprise—how true! Absolutely correct! There's not a single problem! Thinking about it carefully, it does make sense! Wait, so why did he initially want to entrust this matter to Zhou Ke'er?!

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828. The halo of intellectual decline may become a reality.

Although she couldn't see the other person's expression or demeanor, Zhou Ke'er could tell from the sudden silence in the room that the guy in front of her was quite speechless.

It's as if I'm only realizing what really happened now.

Is there really such a thing?

Zhou Ke'er became a little more serious—this was somewhat unexpected. He had just been talking nonsense, wondering why the other party would bother someone as insignificant as him all the time. But judging from his reaction now, it seemed that the guy in front of him hadn't realized it before either.

That doesn't make sense! So he really does have a mind-numbing aura about him, even these evil gods are affected by it?

That's really a bit outrageous.

"Don't stay silent. If you have something to say, say it. If not, just take me home. What are you doing standing here like this?"

Zhou Ke'er quickly asked tentatively.

"No."

Unexpectedly, the mosaic in front of him refused without hesitation. "To be honest, your question really stumped me. But when I realized this, your existence became even more important. I have a few guesses in mind, but now I need to verify them—for example, whether that guy Renault, or even those evil gods, have been influenced by you."

Zhou Ke'er's lips twitched: "Putting aside how you want to prove it, are you sure you want it now? Right here? Even if you don't plan to start implementing it now, are you sure you want to start the plan while I'm here?"

Although it's hard to believe, Zhou Ke'er really felt that she might have some kind of brain-degrading aura about her, otherwise why would everyone who met her, whether human or not, inexplicably start to have some mental problems?

The character "forced sacrifice" is pronounced "sacrifice". Furthermore, it's unclear how this so-called "intelligence-reducing halo" is triggered. Is it that anyone who sees Zhou Ke'er will be permanently afflicted with a debuff, or is it that the intelligence is reduced only when thinking about anything related to Zhou Ke'er, or is it that the brain only malfunctions when Zhou Ke'er is around?

"This……"

Upon hearing Zhou Ke'er's question, the mosaic in front of him suddenly realized—that's right! He had clearly realized that he might be influenced by Zhou Ke'er, but he had subconsciously chosen to selectively forget this fact while thinking about other things. This trait was simply too terrifying; if Zhou Ke'er hadn't been there to remind him, he would never have realized it on his own.

But now another problem arises—given his current inability to discern whether anyone or anything is unaffected by Zhou Ke'er, the only one he can be certain of is Zhou Ke'er herself. If an unaffected Zhou Ke'er were nearby, although there would be constant interference, a continuous reminder of this could, while troublesome, potentially counteract the influence. However, if this influence persists even after Zhou Ke'er leaves… then no one will be able to correct his highly probable miscalculation.

Just as the mosaic was getting stuck, a dark gap suddenly appeared in the pure white space to the side, and a figure slowly walked out from it.

"Rieker, don't you think you've taken up a bit too much time? Or are you just going to leave him here like this?"

Unexpectedly, or perhaps unforeseen yet reasonable, it was Renault himself who suddenly arrived here.

He glanced solemnly at Mosaic, who was deep in thought, and then at Zhou Ke'er, but didn't say anything to her—although his purpose was already quite clear: he had also come to see Zhou Ke'er.

Zhou Ke'er blinked, surprised at how popular she was. In such a short time, she was first targeted by the swollen woman, then directly captured by this mosaic, and now Renault was waiting for her.

Mosaic hesitated for a moment, not answering Renault immediately, but instead slowly scrutinizing him. He had been thinking that Zhou Ke'er's trait might be related to the research results on evil from the last era that he had received, but now it seemed that Renault, as one of only two people in the world to have received the same results, was also influenced by Zhou Ke'er. That is to say, this trait did not originate from that, but from something else.

Upon closer examination, this almost irreversible form of spiritual pollution does indeed bear a striking resemblance to those evil gods...

Could it be that Zhou Ke'er is actually connected to those evil gods in some fundamental way?

This makes no sense, there's no reason for it!

At this moment, Chapter 17B. Mosaic really couldn't figure out the reason, so he looked at Renault with a very strange look, and then shook his head: "It's just that some things have delayed you. If you want to find him now, then please do so."

Renault hadn't expected this guy to agree so easily. Although he was a little puzzled, he didn't ask any more questions, since his goal had already been achieved. He then looked at Zhou Ke'er.

Zhou Ke'er had already given up. After all, he couldn't do anything, and it was none of his business who wanted to come looking for him. Anyway, these cerebral palsy kids would just ramble on and on about things that Zhou Ke'er found meaningless, and then feel moved by their own words and leave satisfied.

Is this the leader who will lead the remaining humans in their rebellion against the evil god? Even someone like this can be influenced by Zhou Ke'er's aura of intellectual impairment...

Zhou Ke'er's assessment was, "Send."

If you can't even withstand this level of mental pollution, what's the point of talking about fighting against evil gods?

Why don't you hurry home and plant sweet potatoes?

Who knows if they'll be completely turned or go completely insane before they even realize it?

Thinking about this, Zhou Ke'er felt that the guy in front of her was really pathetic.

He couldn't help but kindly remind me, "Be careful what you say to me, or you'll be in for a bad time."

Renault was utterly shocked—he never expected that before he could even speak, Zhou Ke'er would preemptively speak, and not only that, but her first words were a threat? Was she implying that he should show some respect when speaking to her? When did Zhou Ke'er become so bold?

Fortunately, Renault didn't care too much about such things. As long as Zhou Ke'er didn't actually do anything bad, and just said some trashy things to him, it was perfectly acceptable. Renault wouldn't get angry just because of such things.

He coughed twice, preparing to speak: "..."