Li Wei really wanted to ask the Orc big brother, It's only been five years! How did you manage to have over fifty more kids? Even a female Goblin would be ashamed to hear that!
But his instincts told him that if he asked such a stupid question, he'd get an answer that would shatter his worldview, so he decided it was better not to.
And this was such a serious, life-or-death situation. Why did he suddenly feel like this Orc had completely derailed the conversation?
Still, to some extent, Li Wei had already gotten the answer he wanted from the Orc's brief remarks.
Mental Erosion.
There was a reason Li Wei was taking this sudden incident so seriously. There was a reason he'd seen a sleeping giant only a dozen times larger than a Titan and immediately reacted like a paranoid man bracing for the worst.
In that instant, he'd recalled what Huozi had reported to him: the Orc who discovered the thing had gone insane on the spot, as if he'd encountered an incident like "Cthulhu handing out candy and driving people mad."
And with that clearly oversized giant's body, along with the Alloy Armor covering its face—armor, not plate mail—that looked so out of place in this world, it was hard for Li Wei not to connect it to the beings in those files in his Soul Space.
He'd even suspected that the frenzied Beast Tides that had erupted over the past few years might be related to it. But then he remembered that, even before he'd gone to sleep, the Drow and Mind Flayers in Gershon City and Iron Melting Fortress couldn't possibly have spent all this time without finding the source of the incidents. From that, it seemed the two were unrelated.
All these signs