Weird Game: My Talent is a Bit Strong

The hanged ghost was indeed the subway station manager.

Its bulging eyes stared at Fan Chen, wanting to savor Fan Chen's struggles and pain before his death.

In alert perception, one can sense the intense hostility it exudes at this moment.

But Fan Chen disappointed it.

Not only was he not in pain or panic, but he also had a smile on his face.

Although his body was suspended, he had put one hand on his neck beforehand, so he didn't feel any discomfort.

It was even quite comfortable, because...

[Warning: You have been attacked by a hanged ghost!]

Health +20

Life limit +2

Health +25

Life limit +2

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Being hung up by a ghost is more about the eerie attacks than the physical harm.

Even if other players, like Fan Chen, protect their necks with their hands in advance, they will still be continuously affected by the strange influence, and their attributes will decrease rapidly.

The hanging attack deals extremely rapid damage to those with high HP!

But Fan Chen was practically full.

He said that the Soul Eater had never eaten so deliciously before!

Because of the continuous harvesting of life attributes, the small amount of physical damage caused by being suspended can be completely ignored.

Fan Chen: I can hang myself until the end of time!

The grotesque expression on the hanged ghost's face seemed to freeze for a moment, its bulging eyes fixed on Fan Chen.

Why aren't you struggling or in pain?

How dare you smile at me!

Its body swayed, seemingly bewildered by the scene before it.

Fan Chen not only laughed, but also spoke to him:

"Station manager, are you still blaming yourself for the subway accident?"

"That subway train is still experiencing the same tragic accidents that happened before."

"I know you still can't find peace inside, and perhaps there's something you can do now."

"Help that subway train, which keeps repeating accidents, escape its cycle of death..."

He switched to conversation mode, since his hidden mission was to help the stationmaster find inner peace.

The hanged ghost didn't react much to these words; only his face, bruised and purple from the rope, showed a hint of impatience.

Its figure suddenly swayed and looked toward Fan Chen's side.

With a rustling sound, Fan Chen heard a noise beside him, as if someone else had been hung up.

He froze for a moment, then tried to sway his body to turn himself around slightly.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the bandaged female ghost, who was being hung up!

The bandages on his body writhed, trying to pry open the noose around his neck.

At the same time, several bandages wriggled toward Fan Chen, seemingly wanting to help him out of his predicament.

"This..." The bandaged female ghost tried to help him, but ended up being hung up together?

The hanged ghost, bearing the regret of over a hundred victims, was clearly more ferocious than the bandaged female ghost.

The bandages on the bandaged female ghost gradually became weak and drooped down.

It can't hold on much longer.

Fan Chen knew he couldn't wait any longer. He was now protecting his neck with one hand and holding a flashlight in the other.

In an instant, Fan Chen put away his flashlight, his vision went completely black, and the Tiger-Slaying Blade appeared in his hand.

Swish! Fan Chen twisted his body and slashed at the top of the bandaged female ghost with his sword.

The bandaged female ghost then fell down.

But the attack seemed to have alerted the hanged ghost. Fan Chen felt his neck loosen, and the rope that had been holding him up disappeared.

He landed on the ground.

Inside the live stream room.

The audience panicked; almost a minute had passed since Fan Chen was hung up.

His and the hanged ghost's legs were just standing there in the picture, occasionally swaying.

The flashlight beam appeared and disappeared intermittently.

"He was hanged? Why didn't he even struggle!"

"No way, this monster rookie isn't going to get hanged like that, is he?"

"Holy crap, it's been a minute already, it's probably dead by now, right?"

"Brother Chen, give us a heads-up."

"He shouldn't be dead, right? If he were, the live stream would be over."

As soon as someone posted this comment, the live stream screen, which had been slightly lit, suddenly turned completely dark.

Is this... a black screen?

If a player who is streaming dies, their screen will go black.

"Is he really dead?"

"My brother Chen couldn't have died like this!"

"I knew it! This kid's too reckless; he'd definitely suffer for it!"

"It's a pity about the reward he received, and those strange items."

A barrage of comments flashed across the dark screen, many of them gloating.

With Fan Chen achieving two perfect clears, this type of comment was already quite rare.

But now this group of people has jumped out again.

But as soon as they sent their comments, they saw the black screen light up again.

Fan Chen, holding a flashlight, was revealed.

The screen wasn't black just now; it was just that the only source of light, the flashlight, was turned off.

"fine?"

"I knew my brother Chen was perfectly fine!"

"He was hung up for almost a minute, and he wasn't hurt at all?"

"Brother Chen is awesome!"

The chat exploded with excitement, and the clowns that had appeared earlier disappeared again.

Inside the dark tunnel.

Fan Chen rubbed his neck and swept the top of his head with a flashlight. There was a hint of regret on his face, but he was still quite satisfied.

That last meal was really satisfying.

Maximum health has increased by nearly thirty points!

Do this twice more later...

Then Fan Chen used his peripheral vision to look for the bandaged female ghost, but suddenly he was stunned and realized that he didn't need to use his peripheral vision to see her now.

The viewers in the live stream also saw what it looked like for the first time.

It lay sprawled on the ground, its bandages hanging limply, in a state of extreme weakness.

Fan Chen approached curiously.

"Are you alright?" he asked warily.

The bandaged female ghost turned her head, her face wrapped in bandages looking over.

It opened its mouth as if it wanted to speak, but could not make a sound.

A bandage floated over, seemingly wanting to touch Fan Chen, but then hesitated.

Fan Chen hesitated for a moment, then took out the Tiger-Slaying Blade with one hand and touched the bandage with the hand holding the flashlight.

He suddenly felt dizzy and his senses were transported to a space surrounded by white.

This wasn't a bizarre attack; it was more like a form of communication.

Fan Chen could still sense the body inside the tunnel, and if he wanted, he could leave this white space at any time.

"Where am I?" he asked, looking around curiously.

"This is the mental space I created."

A clear, cold voice spoke, and along with it, a tall, slender woman appeared before Fan Chen's eyes.

"I could have set this up even more perfectly."

"But I'm sorry, I don't have much strength left."

The woman walked up to Fan Chen.

She was tall and slender, wearing a doctor's white coat.

She has long, flowing hair, a beautiful face, and an aloof, mature aura.

"Are you... the original form of the bandaged female ghost?" Fan Chen asked.

"Yes, and you could also say no."

The woman said, "I used to be a player too. While playing a dungeon, I was accidentally possessed by a bandaged ghost and died as a result."

"Fortunately, I have a profession as a psychologist, which can influence mental state."

"At the critical moment, I used my professional skills to suppress and protect my own will..."

After that, she fell into a deep sleep.

I only woke up again at the Half Platform subway station shortly before this instance.

The inspiration for the bandaged ghost is the female celebrity featured on a poster on a subway station wall.

A female celebrity suffered severe burns all over her body in a fire on set, ruining her life and career. In despair, she committed suicide and transformed into a terrifying ghost.

In many instances of the eerie world, it can be summoned simply by displaying its poster.

That's why women are able to appear in this instance.

Because Fan Chen triggered the conditions, he was entangled by the bandaged female ghost, which also gave her the opportunity to come into contact with Fan Chen.

"The Bandaged Demon's true form is very powerful, but only a small part of it has been summoned to this instance."

"Therefore, I can barely control some of its actions, but I cannot communicate with you."

"Just now, it was attacked by the hanged ghost, and the bandaged ghost's will weakened, allowing me to completely take the initiative."

"This allows me to use my abilities to communicate with you."

Fan Chen remained vigilant as he listened to the woman's story.

This explains why the bandaged female ghost couldn't communicate before, but can now.

He wasn't surprised that the woman claimed to be a player.

Because he had already guessed it:

The fortune teller, Wen Ya, predicted his survival rate to be 130%.

This refers not only to the fact that he has a high probability of surviving from the copy.

He is also very likely to bring another player, who is trapped in the strange world, with him when they leave the instance.

After the first Red Moon ended, she divined that eight players were still alive, while the masked female player was clearly already dead.

That's because the eight surviving players Wenya divined included the psychologist in front of her.

Although her body died, she retained her sense of self and was still able to use her professional abilities.

It is still alive in the dungeon's detection process.

"You want me to take you out of the instance?" Fan Chen asked the woman in front of him.

"That's right, I hope we can cooperate so that I can temporarily store my will within your body."

"Once you clear the dungeon, I'll be able to leave it and return to reality."

For psychologists, mental state and will can be treated as data.

"Are you sure your physical body is still alive?" Fan Chen asked.

He was surprised. Before entering the dungeon, Li Qian had mentioned to him that some players had died and then resurrected in the dungeon.

And now, he seems to be witnessing such an event.

"I'm still alive, but I'm in a vegetative state and lying in the hospital."

The woman said with certainty, "I can occasionally sense my body in the real world, but I can't go back there."

Fan Chen nodded and continued, "Then, one last question: how can I trust you?"

Because of Wenya's divination, he could almost confirm that the woman in front of him was indeed a deceased player.

However, he was not familiar with the profession of psychologist and rashly incorporated the other person's will into his own body.

Who knows what problems might arise?

A hint of hesitation seemed to flash across the woman's cool face.

She quickly made up her mind.

"I can open my heart to you and let you into my inner world."

"In this state, I will completely obey your commands, and you will have complete control over me."

"I can't hide anything from you."

Fan Chen's eyes widened slightly. Could a psychologist really do something like this?

The woman took a step closer to Fan Chen and formally introduced herself:

My name is An Ran.

"In the bizarre world, he is a level 12 psychologist player, and in the real world, he is also a psychologist."