The interplay of perceptions and imaginings, impossible to distinguish as real or false, placed tremendous pressure on people.
Li Taisheng had already done his best to ease himself, but under the information overload from the new Dream Map, he still felt mentally dazed. He paced slowly, trying to digest it all, yet without realizing it, he had reached the edge of the underground cave.
The Underground Cave Zone had been the center of all the changes in recent days.
From the perspectives of reconnaissance satellites and drone aerial shots, this opening was really nothing much.
But up close, its diameter stretched dozens of meters, an impressive scale. High-energy jet streams erupted from it frequently, making the surrounding air far hotter than the outer environment. And with more experiments being conducted over the past few days—such as Yuan Wuwei's Death-Seeking Faction approach, which inevitably involved live-subject experiments—the faint stench of blood and flesh could be smelled at this moment. It was like the greedy maw of a vicious beast.
Expressionless, Li Taisheng ignored the surrounding barriers and walked all the way to the very edge of the underground cave. His toes were nearly hanging in midair. If he leaned forward just slightly, he could plunge straight down.
Seeing such a dangerous move, some staff members wanted to come over and remind him of the safety regulations, but Baze and Liu Chengzai behind him stopped them.
The staff members were somewhat dissatisfied, but they could not afford to offend him. They could only remind them reluctantly, "In another seven minutes, another jet stream may erupt. Be careful. Don't let anything happen."
Li Taisheng nodded slightly, though wrapped in his protective suit, the other party might not even have seen the gesture.
How irrelevant people reacted was ultimately a trivial matter.
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