Names such as Silver-Ear Necklace and Little Peach surfaced in Ke Meng's mind. He had checked on them earlier; they were all artificial intelligences with personalities.
With a thought, his viewpoint shifted to the seaside.
Little Peach was still at the seaside camp. Having lived there for so long, she had become part of the camp and was responsible for welcoming fish players, providing them with food and water, and explaining the precautions for swimming in the Deep Sea.
"When you swim in the sea, don't panic. The darkness isn't frightening. What matters is easing that oppressive feeling."
"If you really can't hold on, remember to create a submarine the next time you enter the dream. Play some music inside to relax your mind. Your life comes first. If you fail once, there's always next time. You won't die in the dream."
Little Peach explained the precautions for swimming in the Deep Sea to the players, one point at a time. Her little face was flushed, and she was no longer as timid and bashful as she had been at first. Now she was brimming with youthful energy, and her words no longer sounded like a machine's logic.
Seeing Little Peach so lively further dampened Ke Meng's desire to use Soul Harvest.
Every direct follower involved a transaction of souls.
Harvest the soul, automatically brand it with the Evil God Cultist mark, then return it to its original body, and a direct follower was complete.
Yet every direct follower inevitably had something abnormal about them.
Little Peach was not a direct follower. Previously, Ke Meng had merely looked at her, forcibly establishing the connection of "an Evil God has gazed upon her," which had caused her to crash.
Now the friendly Orange Star People playing the game had healed Little