Ke Meng had never expected some players to be bold enough to look directly at him.
Had the example of the three male players from Kobold Village not been striking enough, or had they never found that clue?
Ke Meng hardly needed to explain the consequences of looking directly at an evil god. Going mad was the mildest of them.
Even though Great Cthulhu had not entered the dream in his true form, people with weak minds still could not withstand him.
One look could drive you mad. Nervous yet? Scared yet?
Ke Meng silently mourned the players who had looked directly at him, hoping things would end well for them.
A few minutes later, the alarms in a batch of sleep pods rang, waking the people from their deep slumber.
Some of the players who had looked directly at the indescribable cloud of mist still had headaches after waking, their minds in turmoil.
The gaming pods had built-in monitoring systems. Although no one knew why they could not detect abnormal mental states while people were dreaming, once their brains woke from deep sleep, those abnormal brain waves stood out too clearly to hide.
Beep, beep, beep.
"Abnormal player brain waves detected. Possible brain injury!" "Local hospital and research institute notified!" "Estimated hospital response time: 67 seconds!"
Standby robots at hospitals across Orange Star sprang into action, rushing to residential buildings to provide emergency aid.
The researchers were even more overwhelmed as a result. They kept apologizing to the public and promised to identify the main cause of the nightmare-induced madness as soon as possible.
Ke Meng silently used Synesthesia to sense the changes in the dream world, focusing mainly on his new addition.
It was a construction temple, built in the middle of a vast lake,