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

Zhou Ke'er still remembers that she is still dizzy. Although it seems that the man will not just leave her there and walk away, what if she encounters some danger and Zhou Ke'er is still fast asleep with her eyes closed, sorting out this information? Wouldn't that be a huge waste?

Thinking this, Zhou Ke'er opened her eyes.

What came into view was not an endless sky, but...

"Ah, an unfamiliar ceiling."

Zhou Ke'er sighed subconsciously, then sat up.

Where is this? It looks like a small wooden house.

Fies was lying on another bed not far away—wait, something's not right! Zhou Ke'er then realized that she wasn't lying on a bed at all, but had been thrown onto a table? Next to her were various bottles and jars emitting green and purple smoke, crucibles, funnels, and the like—were they going to use her for experiments?!

At the same time, a young woman wearing a huge witch's hat and dressed exactly like a witch in a Western fantasy story walked in through the door, shaking a bottle of reagent in her hand, the iridescent liquid inside bubbling and emitting purple smoke.

"Oh, you're awake. Let me see..."

The witch saw Zhou Ke'er sit up and casually walk towards her, uttering meaningless nonsense. Suddenly, as if seeing something unbelievable, her eyes widened, and the reagent in her hand slipped from her grasp and fell to the ground with a cracking sound. The iridescent liquid bubbled on the floor, seemingly corroding it.

Zhou Ke'er looked puzzled. What did this guy mean? He looked so scary? Well, that's good. Now she could use that face to blackmail, extort, coerce, and bribe.

"What a magnificent being!"

Unexpectedly, the witch's legs immediately gave way and she knelt down on the ground, bowing deeply to Zhou Ke'er.

Zhou Ke'er was startled—what's going on?

He quickly looked back, but there was nothing else behind him. So, the "great being" the witch was referring to was him?

Surely not? No matter what, Zhou Ke'er still looks like a human being. How could she be seen through at a glance?

Wait a minute—could it be that he now has three heads and six arms, half a tentacle, and a body full of bloated flesh?!

No, no, no to that kind of thing! Just thinking about it makes Zhou Ke'er feel disgusted!

Zhou Ke'er quickly looked around and soon spotted a crystal mirror placed not far away.

Fortunately, the image of Zhou Ke'er reflected in it didn't have a bunch of strange things added to it as he had expected; on the surface, she still looked completely normal—hmm? Wait a minute…

The character 强牺 is pronounced xi. Zhou Ke'er finally realized something was wrong.

His eyes!

At this moment, Zhang Si, 1*7BM, realized that his eyes, as reflected in the mirror, had no distinction between pupils and whites, but were completely deep and dark, with a swirling starlight flowing within them, as if a dazzling galaxy had melted into his eyes.

Don't be fooled by the fact that this sounds pretty cool. Just imagine this thing actually appearing in a real person's eyes, and you'll only feel horror and eeriness!

When others compliment beautiful eyes, they say, "Your eyes are like a shimmering galaxy." Well, Zhou Ke'er is different. Her eyes are not just like that, they are the very image of a shimmering galaxy.

Metaphors and concrete objects evoke completely different feelings!

This startled Zhou Ke'er herself.

What happened? Why did it suddenly turn out like this...?

And I don't feel my power returning.

Zhou Ke'er scratched her head, and could only attribute it to the fact that she had been to Tavel, either because of the influence of those messages, or because entering Tavel's area itself would come with such aftereffects.

Seeing that Zhou Ke'er, who was sitting on the table, had not responded for a long time, the witch couldn't help but cautiously raise her head and look at Zhou Ke'er, who was looking at herself in the mirror.

Zhou Ke'er then turned to look at the witch.

Caught off guard, the witch met Zhou Ke'er's gaze for a fleeting moment, then immediately lowered her head again, trembling on the ground. She cursed the man in the woods inwardly. He'd actually said there were two poor, ordinary people who'd accidentally wandered into the forest and needed her help looking after them—she'd believed his nonsense! Were these ordinary people? This was a damn evil god! To encounter something like this was truly the worst luck imaginable.

Zhou Ke'er tilted her head and tentatively said, "May I ask, my dear minister, that you rise?"

Although she didn't get the joke about Zhou Ke'er, the witch still managed to understand what Zhou Ke'er meant. She quickly got up from the ground, lowered her head and stared at her toes, standing there blankly without daring to say a word, just waiting for Zhou Ke'er to speak.

There's nothing you can do about it. Who knows what these things are up to when they suddenly appear? If you accidentally anger them and end up losing your life, wouldn't that be the ultimate curse? Nobody wants to be living a peaceful life and then suddenly run into something like this and die without a burial place, or even suffer a fate worse than death.

After thinking it over, Zhou Ke'er realized that, to be honest, there was no need to pretend to be an evil god.

After all, he currently has absolutely no strength. Even if he knew the principle behind his sealed power, it would be very difficult to break the seal in a short time. It's like knowing the formula but not being able to solve the problem immediately—especially a math problem.

Control the powerful and the ruthless. If the pretense is exposed, wouldn't that be troublesome?

Zhou Ke'er then put on an innocent expression and asked with great confusion, "Where is this? What were you doing just now? What does 'great being' mean? -- Oh right, have you seen a man? The one carrying a bow and arrows and a short sword. He must have been the one who rescued us from the forest."

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840. I'm well-read, come and try to fool me.

After a long, seemingly harmless explanation, the witch reluctantly accepted that Zhou Ke'er was just an ordinary, weak person. She then said that she was going to gather herbs and told Zhou Ke'er to rest.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Ke'er grabbed her, saying, "You can't leave."

The witch's face immediately turned deathly pale, revealing a slightly sinister smile tinged with panic: "Is...is there anything else?"

Zhou Ke'er spoke with righteous indignation and an air of righteous indignation: "I haven't properly thanked you yet. After all, you saved us and gave us a place to stay temporarily. Such a great kindness and virtue will never be forgotten."

The witch grinned awkwardly and quickly replied, "No need! I... I don't ask for anything in return! It's just a trivial matter, there's no need for any reward."

Zhou Ke'er said firmly again, "No, if I say I'll repay someone, I have to. Otherwise, wouldn't I be a despicable person who takes advantage of others' kindness for my own benefit? No! I must repay them, right now!"

"Okay, okay! Do whatever you want! You can do whatever you want!"

The witch trembled with fear, praying that the "reward" wouldn't turn her into some disgusting creature covered in tentacles and flesh. Even if it did, she hoped it wouldn't kill her.

However, Zhou Ke'er changed the subject: "But I haven't figured out how to repay you yet."

The witch's heart leaped into her throat, but she quickly breathed a sigh of relief and said hastily, "Then let's postpone it for now! We can repay you later! I'm not in a hurry! I believe you are a person who will always repay kindness!"

"That won't do. You can't repay me now just because you said you would. How about this: you tell me what you need me to do, and I'll do it."

Zhou Ke'er looked like she was about to die a martyr.

This is a perfect example of torture – although it's obviously pointless to do this, it would be better to let the witch go sooner so that Zhou Ke'er can find a way to break the seal and restore her strength – however, toying with others is just too fun, and Zhou Ke'er can't control her desires.

The witch's face turned deathly pale—what did that mean? Did it mean she had to make a request? Could it be that this evil god wanted to kill her, but didn't want to make the first move, instead forcing her to bring it up herself before begging him to do it, like a prince offering his head as a sacrifice?

That's so disgusting! That's terrifying!

The witch's face was contorted with grief, and she cursed the damned man in the woods in her heart. How could he have dumped such a terrifying creature here? He was definitely trying to shift the blame onto her! "Better to sacrifice your friend than me, huh!" she thought. If she could get out of here alive, she would rush into the woods and chop that guy to pieces right then and there!

Just then, a crack suddenly appeared in the room, and a figure emerged from the crack without warning, lunging at Zhou Ke'er.

As expected, to be honest, Zhou Ke'er had already anticipated this—it was undoubtedly Nyaruko.

She grabbed Zhou Ke'er's collar tightly, half angrily saying, "You're doing it again! You're doing it again! I created a scene and a bunch of NPCs for you, just so you could mess things up? What's wrong with you? Can't you have a sense of priorities? Shouldn't you be focusing on restoring your strength and finding your companions? Why are you slacking off again?"

Seeing this scene, and sensing that Nyarlathotep was another great being, the witch rolled her eyes and, regardless of whether she was truly unconscious or not, simply collapsed to the ground and passed out.

Zhou Ke'er curled her lip and provocatively said, "Tch, I knew you were still watching. You want me to follow your script? I won't, what are you going to do about it, you idiot!"

"Damn it! I'm so angry! I shouldn't have chosen you as the main character in the first place! I'm so angry! I'm so angry!"

Nyarko was so angry that she jumped up and down, puffing out her cheeks and glaring at Zhou Ke'er: "Why don't you follow my script! What's wrong with that? You saved your companion and gained great strength, and I also got to watch a good show. What's wrong with a win-win situation?"

Zhou Ke'er was very confused: "You're right, but the problem is—if the scene you want to see needs to be exactly as you wrote in your script, then why did you choose me as the lead in the first place? Isn't that a contradiction? You could just grab any random person off the street and they would be more suitable than me."

Nyaruko was speechless—it seemed to make sense—but she quickly recovered and retorted, "That's true, but not entirely. I want to see my own script come to life, but if everything goes exactly as planned, it's all predictable and boring. So there needs to be some unexpected surprises, you understand?"

"So you chose me to scare him?"

Zhou Ke'er pointed to her head, indicating that Nyaruko might have something wrong with her head: "You could find someone else to meet your request, but you're asking me? Besides, you keep saying you want to see some surprises outside the script, but every time I don't follow the script, you immediately get anxious, right? Hmm?"

Zhou Ke'er originally wanted to ask Nyaruko if what she was doing was in accordance with the rules, but then she thought again—these rules were ultimately set by these beings themselves. To try to use the rules they set themselves to restrain them? Forget it, it's obviously impossible.

"You're driving me crazy! You..."

Nyarko started yelling, but couldn't come up with anything to refute it.

Zhou Ke'er stroked her chin—could Nyaruko have also been affected by his brain-degrading aura? It's quite rare for someone to be this stupid, surely a great being wouldn't be like that? If that's the case, then even Nyaruko can be affected, his brain-degrading aura is probably stronger than I imagined.

Just then, another figure emerged from the crack in the room. It was another familiar face to Zhou Ke'er—a tall, dark-skinned man.

He grabbed Nyaruko by the back of her collar and lifted her up like a cat, looking at Zhou Ke'er with a helpless expression: "Sorry, I just didn't keep an eye on her for a moment, and she made such a big mess. It looks like she'll be in for a severe punishment when she gets back. Hopefully, she'll learn her lesson."

"I'm fine with it—so is there any compensation?"

When Zhou Ke'er saw that someone was there to reason with her, her legs stopped hurting and her back straightened up. She immediately asked the question with a straight face.

The tall, dark-skinned man glanced at Zhou Ke'er, stroked his chin, looked around, and then pointed to the still unconscious Fiss. "Here, that's the compensation for this."

Zhou Ke'er was completely bewildered and shocked: "You guys are in this line of work? Isn't that a bad idea? I'm afraid it'll be 404!"

"What are you thinking about! Can't you clear your head of all this nonsense?"

The tall, dark-skinned man was both amused and annoyed: "You'll understand in time. I won't bother you any longer. I'm leaving now."

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841. A mess

"Huh? You're just leaving like that? Wait a minute! You should help me break the seal first!"

Zhou Ke'er jumped off the table and grabbed the tall, dark-skinned man, saying, "Isn't it a bit much to leave this mess unattended?"

The tall, dark-skinned man sighed helplessly. "Yo... Taviel has already told you the principle behind this seal, hasn't he? Can't you try to break it yourself? What if, I mean what if, this thing in my hands sneaks out to find you again? I might not be able to get here in time then."

Wow, this redefines "timely".

How long has it been since they finally came to deal with this guy? And they call that timely?

However, that's not the important point. The important point is...

"What did you just say? Are you saying this guy can get out again?"

Zhou Ke'er pointed at Nyarlathotep and asked in a wide-eyed manner.

Nyarko puffed out her cheeks and lunged to bite Zhou Ke'er's finger. Luckily, Zhou Ke'er pulled back quickly, and Nyarko missed. Although Nyarko was being held like a chick, she still looked arrogant and domineering, shouting, "Did you hear me? You just wait—I'll be back!"

Zhou Ke'er squinted, pointed at Nyaruko again, and looked at the tall, dark-skinned man: "Look, this guy has already made a criminal declaration in front of you, aren't you going to do anything about it?"

The tall, dark-skinned man rubbed his forehead: "If I could control her, I wouldn't have to clean up her messes every day. Besides, since she said those things, it means she really thinks that way and will definitely do it. So you'd better prepare in advance, at least until the next time I have to clean up her mess."

"How can this be? This is bullying honest people!"

Zhou Ke'er was half annoyed, "So this is the end of it? I've been messed with the whole way and haven't gotten anything out of it, and now I'm going to be messed with again? What kind of bullshit logic is this?"

Nyarko continued shouting, "You're a bit ungrateful! You're lucky I'm willing to mess with you. Look at all those people who want to be messed with by me but can't even find a place to be! Besides, I'm messing with you, and you're still asking me for something in return? Come and hit me if you dare!"

"Say less, say less, or you'll be locked up for another day."