"Send someone in to record the game video."
"It's normal to accept mental pollution. Let Chen Dong go."
"If you ask me, why don't we all go? What's the point of watching from the outside? It will only put our own people at risk?"
"Before participating in this operation, everyone signed the contract and knew that they would be contaminated. After our activity is over, we will also cleanse our beliefs in the game. There is nothing to be afraid of."
In just a few words, everyone made up their minds to listen to mental pollution without Chen Dong's persuasion.
Until reality, no player has studied how to control the power of resistance, so once you believe that kind of pollution, you really believe it.
Everyone opens their hearts and listens to that belief continuously.
Although I don’t know how to control the resistance, listening to it many times gave the resistance power many hints, making the resistance power obey this kind of mental pollution and regard the call of Cthulhu as a legitimate voice.
Not long after.
A group of players looked numb, walking on the solid seabed soil, heading towards the green undersea city.
A huge underwater city stands in the restricted area, with dozens of strange stone pillars suspended above the city.
Everyone was delirious, attracted by the call of Cthulhu, and walked into the land of R'lyeh at some point, arriving at the core of the city.
The black ghost noticed the player's approach, slowly floated over, and stopped in front of a mole.
Insider player Chen Dong also developed the ability to see dark perspectives and was able to see black ghosts approaching.
"Waiting for my Lord to wake up."
The black ghost didn't say much. After he finished speaking, he stayed where he was. He couldn't see his face and had no entity.
"Yes!" Chen Dong was very excited. R'lyeh is real and the great Cthulhu is about to revive.
Actually, it's not that simple.
If Kemen doesn't sleep, the huge statue in the core city will not wake up.
Chen Dong waited for a long time, but instead of waiting for the god to wake up, he turned his attention to the weird octopus head-shaped sculpture in the city.
The sculpture was huge, with a terrifying face, unformed wings, and countless beards that made people feel disgusted.
After looking at the sculpture, his eyes were attracted by the series of treasures and objects around the sculpture.
They emit a dim golden light, some of which do not emit light, and the brilliance is inherent.
But for some reason, before he even touched it, he knew it must be something good.
What Chen Dong saw were actually sacrifices offered by believers to the evil god.
If the black ghost knew that he was thinking about those things, he might kill him on the spot.
"Ah!" The players around him gradually regained some of their sanity and cried out in pain.
But they soon got lost in the manic mood.
Some people can remain rational for a moment, sometimes sober, and sometimes showing expressions of admiration, uttering words of worship to the statue, which is very contradictory.
The black ghost was indifferent, floating on the ground, its tattered cloak seemed to be surging in the wind.
"I have to log off, it's so uncomfortable here."
Some people regained their rationality, felt physically uncomfortable, and decided to log off.
Several super negative statuses that have never been seen before have appeared in the status bar.
The terrible thing is that those super negative statuses do not have any text labels.
Use your awareness to click on these status icons, and the texts that pop up are all question marks.
Negative status: "???", "???", "???"...
So he didn't know what the influence was.
According to his understanding, it is an indescribable and incomprehensible impact.
Evil gods are also this kind of thing, and their images cannot be accurately described in words.
Ten seconds later.
The person disappeared, he did not enter combat status, and can be safely offline.
The remaining people are also in pain. Occasionally, some people rely on their strong will to stay awake, but they are hesitant to log off.
After all, the black ghost didn't attack them, which was a good thing. It was enough to observe whether Cthulhu was resurrected. Going offline now would definitely be a big loss.
The captain woke up and glanced at the game's recording system. It was still recording. He breathed a sigh of relief, but there was no guarantee that it would be recorded.
He had photographed the Cthulhu sacrifice scene before, and he couldn't see the appearance of the evil god at all.
At this time, someone boldly asked the black ghost when he was awake: "Is it the time for the second week now?"
The black ghost glanced at the player, "I don't know what you are talking about, shut up!"
After saying that, the player's mouth was sealed and he could not speak. His eyes were round and he felt very aggrieved.
Chen Dong looked at the player who had been hit by the sealing spell with pity. Instead of crying for him, he felt funny in his heart.
After some time.
The player whose mouth was sealed was in a poor mental state and fell into a manic state again, sometimes laughing and sometimes crying, "You are all dead, and the stars are about to return!"
But after the manic state ended, he did not remember the incident. Instead, he realized that he had just gone crazy when someone reminded him.
"It's too scary, the environment is too depressing, I'm going offline first."
He couldn't stand Raleye's atmosphere and took the initiative to safely log off.
Chen Dong remained silent and held on silently.
Other restricted areas also have such terrifying environments, but Raleye gives people a different feeling.
It seems so real here, chilling people to the bones and soul.
Others felt uncomfortable, but Chen Dong felt very comfortable.
This is a reward from the gods. Being able to live in such an environment is a blessing gained in a lifetime.
However, he thought that after this expedition was over, he would have to wash away his faith, and he couldn't help but worry about whether he would have another chance to play the game.
"Maybe I won't have another chance?"
When Chen Dong murmured to himself, suddenly, the feeling of the entire Raleye changed, and there was an indescribable feeling.
The black ghost also moved and flew over there, feeling very excited, as if it was welcoming the return of its god.
Heart-stopping fluctuations emitted from the sculpture in the center of the city, and an indescribable body-covering gray mist poured out.
The image of the octopus head has become a thing of the past, as if it is just an illusion in the human heart, an image of their inner perception of terror.
When two beams of red eyes came out through the gray fog, the players' souls trembled and their legs trembled.
The evil god Cthulhu wakes up!
Chen Dong's legs were trembling, feeling both terrified and excited at the same time.
As a member of the fanatical believers, he has been undercover for many years, and he has had enough of this kind of life.
See the true God and you will have no regrets in this life!
The other players were still sane, but as the statue woke up, their mouths uttered terrible sounds, their sanity was lost, and their expressions were manic and distorted.
…
Ke Meng opened his eyes and looked at the bottom of the sea, which he had not seen in the past three days. He instantly felt that there were dozens of creatures in the city without needing too many words.
"A player has come in." Kemen realized.
The pile in front of him was as high as a hill, which was a bit unsightly, but Kemen could still sense the number of players and the ancient and decaying black ghosts.
