"An extra opportunity to enter the dungeon world?"

Lin Yu said with great surprise.

Robin nodded: "Yes, you can enter additional dungeons through some items, or you can make deals with certain NPCs to move around in those worlds for a period of time in a non-dungeon form."

"Even... some people can manage to escape the scope of the dungeon even when entering in dungeon form."

"Of course, that kind of ability is extremely rare even among Third Tier players."

Hearing Robin's words, Lin Yu understood just by thinking about it...

This privilege combined with the privileges of First Tier and Second Tier was indeed enough to give an organization the capital to "control" a certain place.

After all, for Players, while they can influence the dungeon world, their opportunities are limited to the weekly dungeon.

But dungeons are random—this means that if you want to accomplish something in a specific dungeon world continuously, you even need a bit of "luck."

After all, dungeons are scattered across different worlds—even dungeons within the same world might span very distant regions.

Just like how Lin Yu had entered the world where Truth Corporation was located twice, both times within Truth Corporation's sphere of influence, but once in the Great Snow Mountain and once in Sleepless City.

Even if you really enter nearby locations both times... you still have the dungeon's own clearance tasks to complete!

But if you reach Third Tier and can directly enter the worlds within the Death Game in a non-dungeon form, and can even choose the "specific landing point."

That would indeed be a tremendous advantage.

"So, this place was created by the Psychological Society, right?"

"Not entirely correct. First, they didn't build this place, they just governed it..."

"Second, this place only used to belong to them."

Robin sighed.

"Used to?"

Lin Yu asked curiously.

"Yes, this is the territory of the Misty Islands Master. It was originally an 'asylum,' used to imprison the madmen and mentally ill patients from the main island of the Misty Islands... In the Misty Sea Archipelago, madness is a very common disease... In most islands, those who contract madness have only one path—death, but the residents living on the main island of the Misty Islands are all 'upper class,' so even if they go mad, they can keep their lives."

"Of course, it's not just genuine madness—persecuted nobles were sent here, or those who felt they were about to be persecuted pretended to be mad... In any case, before the Psychological Society took over, this place had always been like this."

"Until one day, the then leader of the Psychological Society, Freud, found the Misty Islands Master..."

Hearing this, Lin Yu raised his hand.

"Allow me to interrupt, Teacher Robin—could you supplement what exactly the 'Misty Islands Master' is?"

Hearing Lin Yu say this, Robin was briefly puzzled, then showed endless regret.

She realized she had been tricked into revealing too much information by Lin Yu.

The other party had likely heard these two terms from somewhere and used them to bluff her.

But now that she had already spoken, Robin resigned herself to it.

"The Misty Islands Master... is probably an existence slightly lower in status than a god, but not by too much."

"As the name suggests, he's basically the ruler of this realm of the Misty Sea Archipelago, roughly equivalent to an emperor, monarch, or similar... In any case, he's very powerful."

"I've heard that his appearance is basically that of a wise and elegant old man, with abilities mainly focused on 'controlling seawater and mist,' and he keeps some sea monsters."

As Robin spoke, Lin Yu pondered.

"Sounds somewhat similar to a human mage."

"Pretty much," Robin nodded, "In any case, the first generation Freud of the Psychological Society gained his trust and permission through some means, transforming this 'asylum' into a closed environment."

"And his purpose... was to turn this place into a special dungeon, to create his trial dungeon!"

Hearing this, Lin Yu felt this combination was somewhat niche.

"What in the world? He wanted to create his own trial dungeon?"

Robin nodded gravely.

"Yes, that first generation leader felt the strength gap between Promotions was too large, which wasn't conducive to Player growth, so he wanted to create trial dungeons to make everyone's Promotions smoother in the future."

"This asylum was Freud's testing ground," Robin said seriously, "That was one year ago. At that time, he selected some members internally within the Psychological Society, while also gathering a group of people from the potential list at that time, conducting an unprecedented 'artificial dungeon' test here, with quite a large number of participants and scale."

Hearing Robin's words, Lin Yu couldn't help but exclaim.

"That's quite a crazy plan."

At the same time, combining with Robin's narration, Lin Yu guessed what was going on with Robin's "returning to an old haunt."

"You were probably one of them at that time, right?"

Robin let out a long sigh.

"Yes, I was indeed one of them at that time."

"To be honest, I don't know how I survived... It was truly a brutal dungeon."

As Robin spoke, Lin Yu interrupted her.

"No, you know, don't you."

Remembering Robin's special performance during the Mad Banquet Beyond Heaven, Lin Yu stared directly at her.

"You... were saved by someone, right?"

Seeing Lin Yu's sharp gaze, Robin was momentarily stunned, then exhaled and smiled helplessly.

"Yes... As expected of the newcomer that Order has been treasuring recently, this sharpness is indeed extraordinary."

Robin raised her eyes, looking at this familiar corridor—dim, bloody.

More worn and chaotic than back then, but still unchanged.

She still remembered back then on this staircase...

As a Painter who had just been promoted to First Tier, she had almost no frontal combat capability.

When that crazy monster holding a sharp weapon, unafraid of pain, closed in on her, in that nearly hopeless situation.

The scene of that girl wearing a beautiful dress jumping down from the upper floor, helping and rescuing her.

"Hello there, cute little bird!"

"It would be too pitiful to die here... So let me give you a hand."

Robin exhaled, looking at Lin Yu before her.

"Yes, although it sounds somewhat embarrassing to say now, and doesn't quite match my position..."

"But I was indeed saved by a member of the Psychological Society back then."