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

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91. Who Died? (Part 5)

"Um..."

As the dilapidated wooden door creaked shut, the room fell into an eerie silence.

Occasionally, a cold night wind would squeeze in through the gaps in the old windows, making a sharp, wailing sound that sent chills down one's spine.

Wow, this old man is really carefree. He just abandoned Zhou Ke'er and went out. Isn't he worried at all that Zhou Ke'er might break free and run away?

Main quest (single) has been updated.

Main Quest III (Solo): You find yourself in this dilapidated hut for no apparent reason, and you have no idea what that damned old man is. All you want to do is escape as quickly as possible, as far away as possible.

Now that damned old man is out, this is a golden opportunity! You decide to break free of these restraints and escape from this room as soon as possible.

Wow, the main quest has been updated too... and it's a separate quest for Zhou Ke'er. But... why is it triggering now? Shouldn't the main quest update as soon as it appears in this location?

Moreover... it kept implying, no, it was practically an explicit suggestion, or rather, urging Zhou Ke'er to leave this place quickly... It's a bit strange, the intention is too obvious.

Could this so-called main quest actually be the boss? That's too awesome... no, that's what makes it interesting! Zhou Ke'er couldn't help but smile. If it were Hong He, she would probably perk up a bit and maybe even show an expression other than a poker face?

But... come to think of it, if Zhou Ke'er is currently in a spirit state, why is she bound by thick hemp rope? That's so strange...

Zhou Ke'er tried to struggle gently—after all, his left hand was fractured, and if he exerted too much force, it would cause secondary damage.

Wait a minute... why does a soul also have a broken left arm?! Souls actually have bones?!

Zhou Ke'er couldn't help but feel a pang of doubt about her previous deductions, but the fact that she had been teleported here confirmed it. At least the last thing she said before she was teleported was right.

Does this mean that the souls in this module are designed to break bones, bleed, and suffer concussions...?

Unexplained growth.

"Hmm... the chair seems to be fixed to the ground. But... that's a bit strange. It's just a wooden chair, so how is it fixed to the ground?"

Zhou Ke'er shook the chair a few times and found that it didn't move at all. "Could it be that the legs are fixed with sheet metal or something else that I can't see?"

But none of this matters.

He was only bound by ropes. Zhou Ke'er's rich experience as a psychiatrist taught him that this level of crude restraint was easy to break free from.

It's just a little bit of water.

The old man's technique was obviously rudimentary; he didn't even know how to do the Tortoise Shell Binding. He simply wrapped a rope around Zhou Ke'er's chest, tied it to the back of the chair several times, tied it around her wrists together, and then tied her legs to the chair legs.

In fact, using "thick hemp rope" to tie someone up was already a big mistake, as it was deliberately designed to prevent the person being tied up from breaking free.

Thick hemp rope may seem like a good choice because it looks like it's tied very tightly and could even scratch the person if they try to break free. However, it actually leaves the biggest gaps when used to tie someone up.

Zhou Ke'er clearly remembered that in the old era, there was a party member who wished to remain anonymous... cough cough, Teacher Jue once said a profound truth: If you're handcuffed, break your thumb joint.

This way, the horizontal length of the palm can be reduced to at least half of its original length, making it much easier to pull the hand out.

The same principle applies to situations where someone is tied up with a rope.

"click"

With a soft crack, Zhou Ke'er, using her hands which could barely move her palms, struggled to dislocate her left thumb.

Well, it's not quite the same as being handcuffed. In that case, you have more room to move your hands, but if you're tied up with rope, it's difficult to move.

Well, for Zhou Ke'er, there wasn't much of a difference.

She easily pulled her left hand out, but for now, she'd leave her right hand in the rope. What if that old man suddenly opened the door and saw Zhou Ke'er halfway free? Wouldn't that be disastrous?

As for the rope tied around Zhou Ke'er's chest... well, just from that, you can tell the old man was a complete novice. What's the point of tying it here? Normally it should be tied around the lower abdomen! The lower abdomen!

Just kidding, if you tie it to your chest, it will inevitably make the gap bigger, and the distance you need to break free will also be shorter.

Zhou Ke'er raised her hands, held them high above her head, and then slid her body down.

"Hmph, such a clumsy technique is an insult to my skills."

Like an eel, Zhou Ke'er slipped out of the rope, bent down, and casually untied the rope binding her feet, letting out a disdainful snort.

Of course, this statement would be more convincing if he hadn't accidentally gotten his head stuck in the rope and almost broken his neck.

It took Zhou Ke'er less than five minutes to save herself before she stood up and prepared to turn around to see what was behind her—because she couldn't turn her head in her previous position, she was worried that there might be someone else watching her from behind.

Damn, my teeth are broken. Thinking about it like that is really bad. It gives me the creeps.

Zhou Ke'er turned her head to look behind her.

"hiss!"

He's contributed to global warming again. The greenhouse effect is so severe because of him.

As expected, there was someone behind him, but what he didn't expect was that... the person behind him was actually Red Crane, Finger Sand and Fran.

The three of them had their eyes closed, their faces pale, and their lips bluish-green. They were in the same situation as Zhou Ke'er, firmly bound to the chairs.

They seemed to be unconscious, but their injuries were exactly the same as what Zhou Ke'er had seen before. Honghe was still bleeding from her lower abdomen, and no one was even giving her any emergency treatment.

Hmm... so it seems that Zhou Ke'er isn't in a "soul state" right now, but rather her soul has returned to her body after realizing she "might die"? And the real bodies of Red Crane and the others are right here, just like Zhou Ke'er?

But why does realizing death cause you to revert to your original form? What kind of weird setting is this...? Also, so is Zhou Ke'er dead or not?!

If she's dead, then what's going on here? Surely Zhou Ke'er's deductions aren't wrong yet again? If she's not dead, then why was she transported here after realizing she was "dead"?

Just then, a soft footstep sound came from outside the door.

Zhou Ke'er quickly tiptoed behind the door, tensing her body, ready to give the old man a hard beating as soon as he came in.

How dare they kidnap him?! Zhou Ke'er, the top dog of Beihai Kindergarten?!

Ha, looks like I'll have to stab this guy in the butt with a knife to open his eyes!

What does it mean to punch the old folks' home in Nanshan and kick the kindergarten in Beihai? It means Fly, the gangster boss!

Oops, I think I got it mixed up. Oh well, whatever, it's all the same anyway.

Zhou Ke'er held her breath and stared intently at the doorway.

"click"

"Squeak, squeak"

As the door was pushed open, a figure slowly walked in.

"Holy Light! That enemy is worth fighting!"

Zhou Ke'er roared and cast a holy light effect on himself—he had no idea about the holy light effect of that prop; it was only useful as a light effect, but it looked quite imposing.

This is called striking first. Although Zhou Ke'er hasn't made any moves yet, she has to scare that guy first and stun him before she makes her move. This is a tactic.

"Demacia!"

Zhou Ke'er roared and punched the guy who came in on the head.

"click"

A strange cracking sound came from the neck of the guy who came in; it snapped at a terrifying angle, clearly indicating his neck had been broken. But what was puzzling was that despite his broken neck, he was still standing steadily.

Damn! Zhou Ke'er was startled. He had no idea he was so strong. Was it because of the Holy Light?

But now is not the time to think about such things. Zhou Ke'er quickly took a closer look at the guy who came in.

Holy crap! It was him! No, I should say, he looked exactly like him!

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92. Who exactly died? (Part 6)

"Whoa..."

Zhou Ke'er exclaimed in surprise, withdrew her fist, and instead of panicking at all, she stroked her chin and carefully examined the thing in front of her.

Oh, so this is how I usually look in other people's eyes.

Yeah, as expected of me, I'm still this handsome even with my neck broken. Sigh, what can I do when I'm too good-looking?

"Cuckoo..."

"Crack!"

Just then, the neck of that thing, which had been broken by Zhou Ke'er's punch, suddenly straightened up with a crisp sound.

Then, it stopped moving and turned its head ninety degrees toward Zhou Ke'er. Its empty eyes gleamed with an eerie light, and the faint reflection of the candlelight flickered in its pupils, appearing for some reason with a pale green hue.

Zhou Ke'er touched her chin, tilted her head and examined the thing's face for a while, then frowned, stretched out two fingers and quickly stuck them into the other's eye sockets.

The other party didn't react at all, and Zhou Ke'er poked his right eye out.

No, to be precise, it wasn't exactly punctured. Rather... it was pressed in? Like some kind of mechanical switch or button, it just went in with a slight "click."

Fortunately, Zhou Ke'er was quick-witted and nimble-fingered. Before the eyeball could fall in, she plucked it out and grabbed it in her hand.

Well, Zhou Ke'er was willing to name this ultimate speed, which surpasses that of ordinary humans, "Kato Taka's Finger".

Speaking of which... these eyeballs don't feel like normal eyeballs—although Zhou Ke'er has never handled normal eyeballs before... they're more like glass marbles.

But it looks quite realistic, and it doesn't look like it's been painted with any kind of paint or anything.

"Um..."

However... even with its eyes gouged out, this thing didn't react at all; it just stood there blankly at the door, completely motionless.

Tsk, is this guy specifically designed to block the door?

As Zhou Ke'er thought about this, a brilliant idea suddenly flashed into her mind, and her eyes involuntarily revealed a look of great interest.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ke'er immediately turned around, walked to Honghe and the others, and looked them down at them for a few moments.

"Hmm... Let me check my mental notebook first. Oh, not bad, both Flamingo and Sandfingers have been on my list quite a few times. Who should I choose this time?"

Zhou Ke'er couldn't help but let her lips curl into a wild smile. He had said it before: Zhou Ke'er would take revenge from morning till night! No one could offend Zhou Ke'er, no one!

"Alright, this time it'll be the Sand Between Fingers. Don't worry, Flamingo, it'll be your turn next time."

Zhou Ke'er rubbed her hands together excitedly, then stretched out her sinful left hand...

He pulled up the left eyelid of the person with his fingers, revealing the eyeball inside, and then suddenly stretched out his right index and middle fingers together and stabbed.

"Take my Six Meridians Divine Sword!"

With a loud shout, Zhou Ke'er's right hand fingers pierced into the left eye socket of Zhijiansha.