"Coming to Moon Island on Sunday... you saw that sign saying bald people aren't allowed to play, right? Just ignore it. It'll be taken down tomorrow, since quite a few players have already protested.
"As for coming on Sunday, you probably don't know much about Moon Island yet. I'll send you the information, and you'll understand."
Not long after receiving Yang Yi's private message, Daishi sent a reply, attaching information about Moon Island's disasters, including a special disaster called the "Seven-Day Carnival."
Yang Yi forwarded this information to Su Na.
"Will you be on the island that day?"
Yang Yi continued asking.
"Yes. That building was specially designed to block this power," Daishi said frankly.
"All right, then I'll come experience it.
"My Mental Attribute has hit a bottleneck anyway. This carnival might break the deadlock and let my Mental Attribute grow."
Yang Yi replied. Since the images of the Great Statue no longer had any effect, he had pinned his hopes of improving his attributes on Moon Island.
"Mind telling me how high your Mental Attribute is?"
Shi Lei had never seen a player so willing to court death, so he couldn't help asking.
Yang Yi had no intention of hiding it either. He glanced at his panel and replied.
"Just short of 80. It's already very hard to raise."
"80 Mental?! Do you fucking sleep with a Great Being in your arms every night?"
Shi Lei typed this but didn't send it. He quickly deleted it and took several deep breaths before regaining his composure.
He knew all too well how difficult it was to raise Mental. The higher it was, the harder it became, since minor incidents could no longer stir people like this, and the threshold for changes in their Sanity was extremely high.
And every