After Gu Xingmiao finished speaking, the eyeballs became noticeably quieter.

The overall feeling reveals an invisible sense of grievance.

"It can't be harmless," Gu Xingmiao helped Yue Chuliang, who was covered in blood and had been dragged over by Huang Daxian, to his feet. "If it were truly harmless, Yue Chuliang wouldn't have suddenly gone crazy and attacked me."

This shows that strange creatures will increase human pollution...

It’s just that my physique is too special.

Apart from the buff of being extremely unlucky, are you really not allergic to pollution?

Just because she is not allergic to pollution doesn’t mean that the people in the live broadcast room are not allergic to pollution.

It was clearly transmitted through the screen, but many people felt severe dizziness. Difficulty breathing, palpitations, vomiting and other symptoms -

“Disgusting! Disgusting! Disgusting…”

"Oh my god, I really want to throw up. Why are there so many eyes, so many eyes..."

"I squatted by the toilet and vomited violently, but I was still terrified. I even felt like the ceiling of my house was full of eyes..."

"If all strange creatures are based on this kind of bizarre and perverted standard, I feel like I won't be able to live into the future. Right now, I'm just a dead person living a little bit alive (Ｔ▽Ｔ)"

Every time it comes to this, they would be thankful that people under the age limit cannot see the horrific scenes, which are too distorted and terrifying.

"In other words, many people had physiological reactions after watching the live broadcast? But were they limited to physiological reactions?" Qin Ye frowned even more as he looked at the collected data.

Instead of feeling happy, she felt depressed.

Although it seems that the pollution on the live broadcast side will not spread to their world...

But even the pollution scenes without the impact of the buff are too much for the Chinese people to bear both mentally and physically. So what if the end of the world really comes?

Too weak.

Too weak in every aspect.

It is precisely because of this that Gu Xingmiao's calmness stands out.

As a non-human species, the weasel can understand his calmness, but Gu Xingmiao is calmer than the weasel.

"It seems we need to train our citizens' tolerance for horror or weirdness."

"But if we broadcast horrific images and force everyone to accept them, wouldn't that easily lead to social unrest? If someone were to imitate the scenes in those videos and then carry them out... I think this is something we need to think about carefully..."

"The end of the world is coming soon? What are you thinking about? China is not a greenhouse flower. Things like this should be rehearsed in advance!"

Qin Ye listened to the argument, but looked at Xiao He who was thinking beside him: "In fact, if people in the modern world want to experience the feeling of pollution, why can't they experience it?"

Xiao He was a little confused as to why his tutor suddenly said this.

Qin Ye didn't say the second half of his words.

If you really want to experience it, maybe you can learn knowledge when you have a bad cold, cough, fever, etc. and can't concentrate...

Isn’t this a kind of inability to read knowledge?

…

The moment Gu Xingmiao turned around, the Chinese people who were still screaming in fear seemed to hold their breath.

Although they knew she was looking somewhere else, everyone always had the impression that Gu Xingmiao was looking at the screen.

She only maintained this action for a second and quickly looked away.

"By the way, I remember the door was closed not long ago, but why is it half-open when you came?" Gu Xingmiao suddenly realized something even stranger.

The weasel scratched its head and said, "It must be these eyes that did it!"

Those eyes moved faster, and the cloth covering them was almost twisted and tangled together, with the bulges becoming more obvious, expressing dissatisfaction.

All you can see are the eyeballs moving around under the white cloth.

"Did you see any sheep when you came here?" Gu Xingmiao suddenly asked again.

She wondered if these eyes had anything to do with the lamb she had met.

The weasel was slightly taken aback, not knowing why Gu Xingmiao suddenly changed the subject. He couldn't help swallowing when he heard the word "sheep": "...Sheep?"

If it weren't for the wrong timing, it would be drooling.

I haven't caught a lamb to eat for a long time.

Gu Xingmiao knew at a glance where the weasel's train of thought had gone astray. She twitched her lips and, after thinking about the appearance of the lambs, said, "The black lambs look like they're kept in captivity, and they even bleat."

"I encountered this once before when I entered the strange realm."

"I didn't see anything except the eyes when I came here." The weasel said, his eyes slightly widening. "Are you saying that this is the second time I've encountered the same weird thing?"

Gu Xingmiao nodded, already itching to resort to violence.

If it doesn't work, just knock down the heart thing on the ceiling.

"Since there are no rules, let's create our own rules." Gu Xingmiao said softly.

Think it over.

Regardless of whether the eyes were going to attack her or not, she had to leave the strange area. Yue Chuliang's situation could not be delayed at all.

"What are you going to do?" Whenever the weasel heard Gu Xingmiao say this, he knew that this guy was going to do something earth-shattering again.

Gu Xingmiao seems to be taciturn, but he is crazy at heart.

"Hey, hey, you haven't even figured out the rules of this strange realm yet. Can you just hit that meatball? Will it make those eyes go crazy? Shit, Gu Xingmiao, wait a minute—"

She didn't even wait for the weasel to finish his words.

Sometimes, once you have made a decision, you have to be decisive. Moreover, Gu Xingmiao's sixth sense tells him that the heart-shaped ball of flesh is the easiest way to leave this area.

But when Gu Xingmiao raised his bow and shot the arrow at the heart, the white cloth covering the densely packed eyes was torn to pieces.

It was as if their previous silence was just to play with Gu Xingmiao.

Seeing that Gu Xingmiao was serious, his eyes were no longer dormant.

Countless eyes were staring at Gu Xingmiao.

The flesh ball expanded rapidly, spreading red blood vessels, and all the eyes broke away from the wall and fell to the ground like marbles, making crisp sounds.

Blood streaked across the ground...

Gu Xingmiao really wanted to vomit now. The disgusting scene was so tormenting that she was mentally tortured. She could endure it, but not to a great extent.

But for these eyes scrambling to climb——

They are filled with anger, obsession, greed and madness.

When I smelled that somewhat familiar scent, I became completely agitated.

Look at her! Watch her! Get close to her!

Praise! Sing praises! Use the huge abscess that should be wriggling in the body of the God of Harvest to measure the light that cannot be looked at directly—

Rational cognition is corroded and the shining stars are abandoned.

The offering was rejected.

It doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter--

The tiny cognition is already trampled underfoot.

When words are twisted into indescribable tentacles, we offer our most fanatical buzzing whispers, trying to decipher the extremely chaotic logic.

...my lord.