At that moment, strange energy fluctuations were spreading through the air in the valley. The group had been there for less than a minute, yet some of them were already mentally affected.
"We can't go in," Ging said. "Something is interfering with our thoughts."
Netero looked at Odin, still somewhat worried.
He knew what was in there.
He had suffered a setback here before, too. Zigg had brought back one of those gaseous creatures capable of stirring up desires.
Later, he had heard that Zigg had also found a human-rearing beast and, through some unknown method, caused a strange child to appear among his descendants. Even now, that child was still kept hidden at home, away from others.
"It's fine. Take these. If you see anyone acting strange, use one." Odin casually took out several Mind Meter cards and handed them over.
Although he had no intention of letting these people become dependent on him, he was the one who had brought the group here, and he was also the one who wanted to stay. Odin wasn't going to insist that they endure this mental attack on their own.
Ging raised an eyebrow as he took them, then handed them out.
Of course he knew what a Mind Meter was. He had designed most of it himself.
It was a clock that could measure its holder's mental state. Setting its hands to twelve o'clock would restore their mind to a state of calm.
Normally, it might have been nothing more than a support item for staying calm, but now it had become a godsend that could save them from losing control of their minds.
Ponzu's expression changed. She frowned, her body beginning to sway, and looked at Odin. "It feels like someone's talking in my ear, saying they can take