Li Taisheng had been exceptionally restless these past two days.
This mood had already begun interfering with his work efficiency, forcing him to specifically set aside time to take his own pulse.
The conclusion was quite clear: on one hand, his restlessness was a continuation of the frustration from that day, when he had been powerless before an Extraordinary Species... that much was understandable.
On the other hand, the problem was rather serious when it came to carrying out the Cult's mission.
The increasingly clear calls coming from the Dream Map left him dazed and mentally exhausted.
He was utterly certain that the information continuously accumulated and translated by the Dream Template was immensely valuable and demanded serious study. Yet the Dream Template, currently designed for the broadest possible collection of information, was far too inefficient at gathering this particular type of information.
The result was that huge amounts of unnecessary, repetitive information surfaced over and over, day and night.
Every moment, Li Taisheng heard and felt calls like "Come here," but whenever he tried to determine the direction and location, his perceptual range was flooded with chaotic, meaningless noise.
He wanted to discard that information and focus on being a Shepherd. The problem was that the Dream Weaver also seemed affected by the unusual environment around the underground cave. Amid the overwhelming chaotic information, its state had become unstable, even showing signs of growing manic.
He could barely keep working.
Li Taisheng was unwilling to accept this and tried to solve the problem, but the more he analyzed and interpreted it, the more irritated and stifled he became, making no progress at all. Then, at a certain moment, he suddenly understood:
The area around the underground cave was no longer a place where someone at the level of a