Death Game: Starting as a Trickster, Pretending to Be a God

Chapter 97: I Thought You Were From the Psychological Society!

Lin Yu inserted the metal key into the doorʼs keyhole and gently turned it.

Then...

The entire metal door emitted a dull sound.

”Clank—”

As if some extremely heavy mechanism had been activated, the metal door slowly swung open, revealing a deep, long, and wide passageway inside.

Lin Yu instinctively raised his torch higher and gave Furbollo a push.

”Go on, inside!”

Furbollo looked at Lin Yu helplessly, about to protest.

”I mean, why...”

But seeing Lin Yuʼs free hand already holding the revolver, Furbollo swallowed his words.
”Alright, itʼs only natural for me to scout ahead.”

Furbollo stepped into the passageway behind the cave entrance first.

The two proceeded cautiously one after another, gradually advancing deeper into the cave hidden within the blizzard.

To Lin Yuʼs surprise...

Although the passageway inside the cave appeared naturally formed, there were far more signs of artificial modification than expected.

The floor was paved with smooth, unidentifiable metal plates emitting an eerie blue glow.

”This is way too sci-fi...”

Lin Yu muttered before couldnʼt help complaining: ”That NPCʼs outfit, manner of speaking, and the cabinʼs furnishings all made me think this dungeon had a relatively low-tech setting.”

”Never expected it to be this advanced.”

Furbollo laughed heartily.

”Aha, May, have you ever encountered ʼcyberpunkʼ works?”

”Sometimes the more technologically advanced a society becomes, the greater the disparity in living standards between different classes and regions... In such settings, the upper class might live near-futuristic lives while the lower class regresses to feudal or even primitive conditions.”

Hearing Furbolloʼs words, Lin Yu nodded slightly.

”Iʼve heard of this concept. So youʼre saying Extreme Winter Mountain follows this pattern?”

”Exactly.”

Furbollo continued walking as he spoke: ”Any organization that masters and monopolizes technology capable of materializing ʼemotionsʼ as fuel and raw materials would gain godlike powers.”

”So this is why you instinctively distrust—even oppose—Researcher Vale Valetti and his organization, isnʼt it?”

Lin Yu casually asked.

Furbollo responded just as casually: ”Of course, Doctor, that organization...”

Then Furbollo suddenly realized something was off.

”Wait, are you probing me?”

Furbollo had never expressed any attitude toward this organization before.

His only skepticism about the NPC Vale Valetti emerged when Lin Yu brought it up.

Lin Yu burst into laughter, his unrestrained mirth echoing through the passageway.

”Hahaha, you caught me, 『Detective』.”

”So you do recognize that organization—you identified their logo, their ʼsymbol,ʼ and their ʼtechnologyʼ from the start, didnʼt you?”

As Lin Yu laughed, Furbollo clicked his tongue.

”Scary how perceptive you are, May the 『Doctor』. No wonder you said weʼre alike... I acknowledge you now.”

”But when did you spot my slip-up?”

Lin Yu shook his head: ”When you analyzed those booksʼ contents—frankly, while Iʼm no genius, I donʼt believe anyone could determine what kind of technology they described when over 80% of each academic bookʼs content was missing.”

”What I found impossible, you accomplished effortlessly—thatʼs not genius, thatʼs ʼcheatingʼ—C, H, E, A, T.”

”Later I became certain you already knew some truths about this dungeon.”

”Maybe due to your professional abilities, or perhaps... youʼve encountered this organization before.”

”After all, while dungeons in the 『Death Game』 arenʼt necessarily connected, many share common elements.”

Lin Yu spoke softly as Furbollo stopped walking.

Standing in the spacious passageway, Furbollo turned around with a pained expression: ”Dang it, bro, howʼre you so sharp?”

”I admit Iʼve encountered this ʼorganizationʼ before—Iʼve dealt with them across three different dungeons.”

”I hid this because I didnʼt want you deeply involved—most in this ʼorganizationʼ are cold-blooded, profit-driven exploiters devoid of humanity.”

Seeing Furbolloʼs sincerity, Lin Yu shook his head.

”No, thatʼs not it...”

”What really puzzles me is you donʼt seem to fully trust me either—youʼve been testing me this whole time.”

”You donʼt seem to believe Iʼm actually a doctor or medical student, yet you accept my 『Doctor』 profession.”

”Why is that?”

Furbollo put on an ingratiating smile.

”The truth, Mr. Furbollo—no more jokes masking your real thoughts.”

Lin Yuʼs cold tone made Furbollo pause before he sighed with a wry smile.

”Fine, fine... I admit I recognized your identity.”

”At first I pretended not to know—your 『Psychological Society』 is too extreme, actually sending someone of your caliber to approach me.”

”I didnʼt mean to expose you...”

Furbolloʼs words left Lin Yu utterly bewildered.

”What?!”

”Wait, hold on—” Lin Yu pulled out the lie detector and pointed it at Furbollo, ”Say that again. Who did you think I was? Use the phrase ʼI thought you were...ʼ!”

”Huh?”

After a confused pause, Furbollo complied: ”I thought you were an executive-level member of the 『Psychological Society』.”

The lie detectorʼs green light activated—Furbollo truly believed this.

Lin Yu exhaled deeply.

”Haah...”

”How did you reach that conclusion?”

Furbollo answered matter-of-factly: ”Your profession is 『Doctor』, but judging by your hands and how you treated my burn directly with abilities... you donʼt seem like an actual doctor.”

”Yet you awakened as a 『Doctor』 and observe people with exceptional acuity—I figured you might be a ʼpsychiatristʼ in reality... and nearly all real ʼpsychiatristsʼ are 『Psychological Society』 members.”

”Being able to enter othersʼ dungeons freely requires at least ʼexecutive-levelʼ clearance—arenʼt you one?”

After Furbollo finished, Lin Yu remained silent for a long moment before sighing.

”While I know itʼs not your fault... youʼre such an idiot, Furbollo!”

”I fucking thought you were from the 『Psychological Society』!”