The Sand Sculpture stopped shaking, its entire attention drawn to the salted-fish side of the Nameless Salted Fish, losing all sense of its own face.
Ke Meng also stole a glance at the Nameless Salted Fish's scales, testing whether his 30 points of resistance could withstand its mental interference.
With just one glance, Ke Meng saw his own face imprinted on the Nameless Salted Fish's scales.
An inexplicable sense of horror rose within him. Ke Meng tried to move, but his body was abnormally stiff and difficult to control.
Even 30 points of resistance aren't much use. The Nameless Salted Fish is still powerful.
But Ke Meng was stronger than before. He forced his gaze away, no longer looking at the Nameless Salted Fish, and the pressure abruptly eased.
He could move his neck a little and slowly turned his head.
A minute later, Ke Meng had turned his head to the other side and no longer believed his face was growing on the fish.
Sensation in his body also began slowly returning to normal.
Meanwhile, the Sand Sculpture was still staring at the Nameless Salted Fish. Clearly, Tangyuan's mental resistance really was high, many times higher than the Sand Sculpture's.
After all, Tangyuan was an elite monster, originally designed as the guard dog stationed outside a minor boss's door. All of Tangyuan's stats were high.
Ke Meng swept up the sand on the floor with a broom, filling half the trash can.
That was an astonishing amount. The sand eagle had shaken off so much sand in such a short time.
If they shook day and night for thousands of years, Ke Meng suspected that the desert in the game world might have been formed from the sand they shed.
He went downstairs to buy two breakfasts from Mrs.