Ke Meng patted the scarf around his neck and summoned Big-Faced Cat.
He wore the scarf even when sleeping, though he unwound a few loops for comfort.
Ke Meng stared into Big-Faced Cat's eyes while watching the Sand Sculpture out of the corner of his eye.
With Tangyuan keeping an eye on the Sand Sculpture, he did not need to panic.
When it came to reaction speed, his pet was certainly faster than he was.
The bell kept ringing, leaving Ke Meng unable to shake the sense of danger in his heart.
That sense of danger had come out of nowhere, and Ke Meng had no idea where the threat was coming from.
Fifteen seconds passed, and Ke Meng acquired some strange knowledge.
"Sand Sculpture"
"A rare species of eagle native to deserts. Other birds shed feathers; these shed sand. They spend most of their time cleaning sand out from between their feathers, and sand falls off whenever they shake."
"The Sand Sculpture People are fluent in the Sand Sculpture Language. Even those who do not understand bird language can understand their calls."
Ke Meng looked at the Sand Sculpture's feet. A thin layer of sand had already piled up beneath them.
A sand maker?
He had a feeling construction sites could use it. Free sand production-clean and environmentally friendly.
Then came another piece of strange knowledge.
"Ding-Ding Bell"
"A small bell that makes a clear 'ding-ding' sound whenever it is shaken. Anyone who hears it develops a sense of danger. The longer they listen and the louder the sound, the stronger that sense becomes."
"The sense of danger generated by the Ding-Ding Bell has an upper limit and cannot escalate into fear."
After acquiring this new knowledge, Ke Meng finally knew where his sense of danger had come from.