Andrew narrowed his eyes and asked, "So the dream changes according to the dreamer's condition?"
"That's right. For example, if someone turns you over in reality, the dream will flip upside down."
Eames nodded. "Of course, it has to be something fairly intense. Minor things are automatically ignored by the body. Dreams are closely connected to the dreamer."
"Mr. Wang, something's not right. There are too many people in this dream."
Adrian frowned as she watched the surging crowd. "The other people in a dream are projections of the dreamer's subconscious. Generally speaking, there shouldn't be too many, but there are an awful lot of people here."
Cobb nodded in agreement. "There really are too many."
"They aren't projections. They're all real people. If nothing unexpected happens, the Dream World only has a few major cities, and it isn't synchronized with the real world."
Andrew spoke just as the ground ahead suddenly shook violently. Then, the earth split open, and a gigantic serpent more than a hundred meters long burst from beneath the ground, looking down on the humans below.
"Ah!"
The civilians were terrified and fled in every direction. The moving cars slammed on their brakes, but the vehicles behind them failed to react in time. Several cars crashed into one another in succession, and the entire street descended into chaos.
The giant serpent opened its Big Mouth, spraying green Venom downward like rain. Many civilians were drenched in it, and their bodies began to change. Their eyes became snake pupils, scales grew over their skin—in short, they turned into Serpentmen.
After turning into Serpentmen, the civilians' minds clearly became confused. Roaring, they pounced on the others, opened their Big Mouths, and bit into them.
Piercing screams rang out one after another through the streets. Adrian was so frightened