Humanoid minds always yearned for solidarity.
When everyone was oppressed, if someone suddenly stood up and said, "I'm going to resist," everyone else would see him as a complete idiot.
If ten people stood up and said they would resist, people would think the idiots' brains had begun resonating beyond all hope of recovery.
If a hundred people stood up, people would start to wonder whether idiots might actually establish a nation of idiots.
With a thousand, people began to notice that the idiots' interests were being protected.
Ten thousand?
I'm an idiot too!
That was why even the Mind Flayer rather appreciated Tang's choice of words.
"Resonance" truly was the most fitting description for those idiots incapable of independent thought.
"You're replacing a simple method with a complicated process."
Tang rolled his eyes. "Come on, haven't you taken enough detours already? What started as a simple task of devouring the Kling Matron Mother has become this complicated mess. You even wanted to get into the Silk-Coiling Path by eating women's brains one at a time."
"You have an irritating mouth." The Mind Flayer nodded.
"Then let's do it your way. In terms of our interests, at least, it could be called a win-win. Provided that mouth of yours really can stir people up."
Tang looked out the window at the lightless fungus fields that had once belonged to the Kling Family. Countless slaves were still working from dawn to dusk, tending fungi and gathering food in preparation for the sacrifice twenty-six days later.
"On my way to Lightless City, I saw an Intellect Devourer leading some serfs in an escape. I suppose their brains have been eaten by now?"
"You seem to know a great deal about us." The Mind Flayer did not deny it.
"Slaves won't make much