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

The man in the black cloak who had just leaned out of the sunroof of the black car was thrown out of the vehicle by the impact and landed on the ground. He hasn't gotten up yet.

Zhou Ke'er gripped her cane tightly, staggered over to the guy, and suddenly shoved the tip of the cane into his eye socket.

"Pfft pfft"

After being stabbed more than a dozen times, his brains were splattered out. There was no way Zhou Ke'er would survive that way.

"call..."

Zhou Ke'er secured the first kill and excitedly glanced at the task bar.

However, the task was not marked as completed.

"...Wrong person killed? Not this one?"

Zhou Ke'er frowned.

If his previous assumption was correct, and these men in black cloaks belonged to an organization, then according to the mission description, killing one should be enough to complete the mission...

But no, which means... this man in the black cloak isn't the one in the quest description! The one marked in the quest is special! Maybe he's a leader or something.

Furthermore... in the opening CG, the man in the black cloak withstood a massive explosion head-on without a scratch, while these other guys... one died from a gunshot wound, and another died from being stabbed a few times with a cane...

That's terrible.

"..."

The middle-aged man who had just fired the shot, sitting in the passenger seat of the silver car, opened the door, got out, looked at Zhou Ke'er and the others, and asked in a deep voice, "Who... are you?"

"Ha! Since you've asked so sincerely!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ke'er turned around instantly, shook the grime off her cane, coughed twice, and answered loudly and seriously.

"We will mercifully tell you..."

Honghe was gagging while leaning against the car, but upon hearing Zhou Ke'er's words, she forced herself to stop gagging, squinted at the man, and weakly echoed him.

"To prevent the world from being destroyed!"

Zhou Ke'er stepped forward and slammed her cane heavily on the ground.

"In order to maintain world peace... ugh..."

With its lifeless eyes drooping, the flamingo reluctantly continued its response.

"An evil that embodies love and truth! A lovable and charming villain!"

Zhou Ke'er spoke loudly without any shame.

"...You stole my lines! The second line should have been mine!"

Honghe waved her hand at Zhou Ke'er in protest.

"Go ahead and throw up, it's mine now!"

Zhou Ke'er felt refreshed and made a mark in her mental notebook, erasing a stroke from the tally mark she had made for Honghe.

Yes, four more times!

The villain takes revenge from morning to night!

No one can offend Zhou Ke'er! No one!

"...This is not the place to talk. If you don't want to die without knowing why, come with us."

The man, not knowing what Zhou Ke'er and Hong He were talking about, frowned, then simply threw out a remark and got back into his car.

"...This car is in such a state, how are we supposed to keep up? On foot...?"

Looking at Zhou Ke'er and Honghe, who seemed to be having some kind of lapse in judgment, Lengchitu sighed helplessly, thinking that if he continued to play games with these two, he would eventually suffer a nervous breakdown.

No, this can't go on! Cold-Cooked Rabbit's eyes narrowed, and it gently patted its cheeks. It couldn't continue down this path of decadence! It had to get back to its old ways! It couldn't give up its confidence just because of one mistake!

Thinking of this, Cold-Eat Rabbit paused, his expression suddenly changed, and then...

She skipped and hopped to the passenger door of the silver car, tilted her head, looked at the other person with an adorable expression, and asked in a sweet, cloying voice, "Oh! Uncle~ look, our car is all wrecked~ so we can't keep up with you? What should we do?"

Unable to resist the urge to vomit, the flamingo knelt down and began to vomit violently.

Fortunately, the Flamingo's body was in an empty stomach in this module, so it only vomited some acidic fluid.

"..."

Cold-cooked Rabbit naturally noticed Flamingo's condition, and the veins on his forehead bulged involuntarily, almost causing him to lose his composure. Although he didn't show anything on the surface, he was internally screaming:

Damn! Never seen anyone act cute before?! What are you vomiting for?! Why don't you just throw up your stomach?! All you do is vomit, vomit, vomit! Vomit my ass!

"Clap."

However, just as she was speaking, Zhou Ke'er had already opened the back door and obediently sat inside.

"???"

Cold-cooked Rabbit looked at Zhou Ke'er with a completely bewildered expression.

Then Huaijin Woyu and Honghe, who had finished vomiting, also came over and sat in the back seat.

"???"

Cold-cooked rabbit looked at the man with a bewildered expression.

"Aren't you going in? What are you standing there for?"

The man frowned and looked at the cold-cooked rabbit with an impatient expression, asking...

"....!!!"

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What the hell?! I'm not playing anymore! What kind of teammates are these?! Such a cute girl is standing right in front of you and you're being so impatient?!

Cold-cooked Rabbit finally snapped. She slumped into the back seat, looking utterly lost, staring blankly at some unknown place, unable to utter a single word.

"..."

Zhou Ke'er asked Honghe in a low voice, "Can this really cause a drop in sanity? Did she go crazy from losing too much sanity at once?"

"...I don't know that, but I think...you're the last person here who has the right to say someone else is crazy."

The flamingo squinted as it answered.

"What are you saying! With all my years of experience being insane, do you think I'm not qualified to judge someone else's illness?"

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61. Collapse (Part 5)

"So...who exactly are you people?"

Honghe ignored Zhou Ke'er's indignant expression and asked the two middle-aged men in the front seat.

"Didn't you see this?"

Without turning his head, the man weighed the double-barreled shotgun in his hand, then waved it at Red Crane and the others. "We are demon hunters. On the contrary... who are you? How did you get entangled with this kind of monster?"

"A Witcher? The kind of Witcher who would fall to his death if he jumped down a flight of stairs?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ke'er immediately asked with great interest.

"Close your anus!"

Honghe immediately covered Zhou Ke'er's mouth with her hand and replied, "We're just ordinary detectives and police officers. But...do witchers also have the duty to combat cults? Those monsters just now...don't seem to fall into the category of so-called 'demons,' do they?"

"No no no!"

Zhou Ke'er tried to wriggle, but found she couldn't break free from the flamingo's powerful restraints. Left with no other choice, she had to...

He stuck out his tongue and licked it.

"???"

With lightning speed, Honghe withdrew her hand and glanced at Zhou Ke'er.

Zhou Ke'er sat upright, as if nothing had happened, and said, "Although I don't know what those monsters are... I do know a little about 'demons,' and in my memory, there's no demon like this..."

The names of these monsters and certain proper nouns, such as "The Deep One," "R'lyeh," and "Cthulhu," have never appeared in any demonic texts or the Bible.

You're right.

The man driving remained silent, while the man in the passenger seat nodded upon hearing Zhou Ke'er's words, saying, "This kind of monster... indeed doesn't belong to the category of demons. But we don't know much about them either. We only know that although this kind of monster has an extremely long lifespan, and can even be considered immortal... it can still be killed with ordinary guns. Compared to monsters like vampires and werewolves, which require special weapons to kill, it's easier to deal with them."

"Vampires really exist?! With a whoosh, even Four Eggs is afraid of me!?"

Zhou Ke'er perked up and started speaking in a way that no one present could understand.

"boom!"

Just then, before anyone could react, the car suddenly went out of control and crashed violently into the guardrail.

Zhou Ke'er and Leng Chi Tu, who were sitting in the back seat, had squeezed in from behind, so there were no extra seat belts for them to fasten, and they were almost thrown out by the inertia.

Fortunately, the flamingo reacted quickly and grabbed Zhou Ke'er. Zhou Ke'er, who was caught in mid-air, instinctively stepped on the chair in front of her, which prevented her from being thrown out and also stopped Leng Chi Tu from falling out.

Although his kneecap was almost crushed by the cold-cooked rabbit's nose.

"what happened?"

Honghe calmed down quickly. While asking questions, she waited until the car stopped moving violently for a while, then quickly unbuckled her seatbelt and kicked the car door open.

Zhou Ke'er had just jumped into the front seat and, in her haste, managed to get a clear look at the situation in front of the car—there was nothing there, the road was perfectly flat, no cars were suddenly turning, and there were no rear-end collisions...

"It must be the driver who has the problem; there's nothing unusual around here."

Zhou Ke'er was pulled back to the back seat by Honghe, and grimaced as she rubbed her kneecap, which had been bumped by the cold rabbit.

"Waaaah! Ughhhh!"

No one held him back; he was only stopped by Zhou Ke'er's foot. The cold-cooked rabbit, who had fallen onto the seat, desperately covered his nose and made a sound that was excessively like a dog.

Oh dear, it's bleeding.

"Well... the first time always hurts a little, and there might be some bleeding, but you won't feel the pain after a while..."

Zhou Ke'er rubbed her kneecaps while trying to persuade Leng Chi Tu Dao.

"???? Don't say things like that... it'll cause misunderstandings!"

Cold-cooked Rabbit immediately let go of his nose and shouted, but the result was... he bled even more.