The team members behind him did not dare approach. They knew this well was sinister: anyone who came near it would hear children calling.
If someone leaned over to look inside, they would hear children whispering incessantly. Even after they left the well, those voices would follow them, tormenting their mind.
Only a tiny minority could withstand those terrifying whispers through sheer willpower. Most investigators needed outside help, and Ke Meng's Rational Transcript was particularly well suited to the task.
Ke Meng took out the Rational Transcript and tossed it to his teammates so they could preserve their sanity.
The three opened the Rational Transcript, instantly suppressing their agitation. The children's cries in their ears no longer sounded unsettling.
Yet Ke Meng, standing beside the well without seeming affected at all, looked even more frightening than the well itself.
Then Ke Meng took out a small bell.
He gave it a casual shake, and it rang.
Ding, ding.
A group of children's faces appeared in the well again.
Their expressions were stiff, betraying their fear.
"Save us, save us."
As they cried for help, they tried to entice Ke Meng into coming down to rescue them.
Ke Meng watched them quietly and shook his head, refusing their invitation.
Resistance +0.1
The phantom children in the well vanished, and the mental interference disappeared.
But Ke Meng shook the bell again. Sensing danger, the well made the children at its bottom appear once more, their eyes even more desperate for help.
Ke Meng remained unmoved, quietly watching their performance as he milked them for all they were worth.
+0.1, +0.1, +0.1...
His teammates did not dare approach the well. They stayed six or seven meters away, watching Ke Meng shake the Ding-Ding Bell over and over.
Every time