Ke Meng had tormented the Screaming Well until it broke down inside. No one understood fear better than it did, yet it could not sense even a trace of fear from Ke Meng.
This man seemed born without a heart, utterly devoid of emotion.
And yet it could not escape anywhere. It had no legs and could only let Ke Meng torment it.
Ding, ding, ding.
That bell sound, which filled it with a sense of danger, was utterly hateful. But after hearing it enough times, the well gradually grew accustomed to the danger it brought.
There was an old saying on the Koi Continent: cry wolf too often, and it stops working.
The well was uneducated. Everything it knew about such things came from those children.
Ding, ding, ding.
The bell kept ringing, its sense of danger escalating step by step, slowly building to the level of surveillance fear.
But the well was no longer afraid. This thing was nothing more than a tool for toying with it.
Had it not been so furious, it would have ignored this boring tool long ago.
Just then, the man wearing the scarf suddenly said, "Ah, you're no use anymore."
What did he mean, no use anymore?
The Screaming Well grew furious again, unable to contain the anger in its heart.
"Aah-"
The scream poured out, focused straight into Ke Meng's ears.
Ke Meng stood motionless at the center of the screaming, as steady as a mountain.
+0.1, +0.1.
Farming points had never been so reliable.
Unfortunately, after screaming for a minute, the Screaming Well realized it had been played again... This man was not afraid of screaming at all. However much it screamed, it was merely a clown blustering in his ear. Humiliated and furious, the Screaming Well decided