"Old Li, don't talk nonsense. How could I possibly scare them into deforming their brains? That's unheard of."
Ansheng maintained a stunned expression, somewhat speechlessly retorting to Li Wenkang about what had just been said.
Although the Judicator squad was extremely rude, I hadn't even gotten around to holding them accountable, and they all just collapsed in the wilderness.
I was the one shouting for rescue; if it weren't for me asking the Landlord of Longevity to save them, they might have been dragged home by the proctology chief of the prairie.
How could a person go insane from being startled and start worshipping an enemy like a parent? Ansheng was truly astounded by such an occurrence.
"There is a specific term in psychology for such symptoms called the 'Overview Effect', which usually refers to the psychological change astronauts might experience after viewing Earth from space or the moon," Li Wenkang smirked a little, shaking his head in contemplation.
"Witnessing the cosmic stars' 'infinity' and looking back at the 'finite' that gave life and sustenance, in that abyss-like darkness, Blue Star is merely a speck of dust."
"Those who encounter the true 'infinity' may suddenly realize the void. Humanity's existence, in the cosmic scale, is insignificantly small..."
Li Wenkang joked to Master Fuli, explaining why the Judicator squad became his die-hard followers, using real psychological effects from reality.
First, it overturned their understanding, thoroughly letting them comprehend their insignificance.
Second, their devotion plunged them into the void of existence; the instinct for life always leads creatures to try to embrace something, seeking redemption.
Even though they were a crucial, battle-ready force within the Mayflower organization, comparable to a landlord's level of power.
But fighting prowess doesn't equate to culture, nor does it mean they understand basic Spirit Particle studies and its derivative creations, even touching on the evolutionary theories involving Spirit Particle Catalysis.
Sometimes fighters don't need to know much; knowing too much leads to thinking, which isn't conducive to control.
A combination of reasons resulted in their 'self-suicide' before Master Fuli even engaged them.
Their previous understanding was erased, replaced by extreme fanatical worship of Master Fuli.
"Sounds convincing; let me take a look." Old Li, despite citing many examples and theories, still made Ansheng suspicious and headed towards the air-raid shelter.
"Heh..."
Li Wenkang nodded slightly, glanced at the sky, gazed at the starry firmament above, and began brewing emotions.
"Sir..."
Just as Li Wenkang was about to share his experiences with Master Fuli, from the 'Star Raider Project', and give advice on breaking free from nihilism, the female warrior kneeling on one knee looked seriously towards him:
"You can't treat women like this..."
Li Wenkang was stunned by the words and turned to look at the female warrior who spoke.
"What are you talking about? You should go tell the animal protection and endangered species protection conventions..."
Li Wenkang rolled his eyes, retorting dryly at the opposite side.
"Well... Well, never mind sir. Seems like they've stacked buffs higher than us over there." The female warrior spoke sheepishly.
"Thinking about it, how from minuscule dust can miraculously emerge these Divine People, I feel that Blue Star truly is a magnificent miracle..."
"Every day brings some new amusement." Li Wenkang followed Master Fuli, directly complaining.
"Oh? Such strong attack power..." Ansheng looked with surprise at Old Li, not understanding why someone who never paid much attention to Divine People suddenly exploded with unprecedented combat strength today.
"No big deal, just took some gunpowder..." Li Wenkang darkly said, unwilling to explain.
Some things are best said at the right moment; randomly blurting them out can come off as condescending.
"Fun..."
The little fox stood upright, walking on two legs while trying not to dirty its paws, arriving in front of the air-raid shelter imprisoning the Judicator squad, encountered Old Lin.
"Old Lin, what's the situation with the Judicator squad?" Ansheng called out to Old Lin, inquiring about the situation inside.
"Um... They should be composing 'The Fox Covenant'." Lin Qi turned around, pondering briefly before describing the situation inside the cell succinctly.
"...The Fox Covenant?"
Ansheng paused in surprise, bypassing Old Lin, moving towards the holding room's entrance.
There stood a beastified Mammoth at the doorway, with a thick tusk with a barb stuck atop its rear.
Inside the holding room, twelve Judicators sat cross-legged in a circle, discussing Master Fuli's teachings online to the world.
While debating the teachings, occasionally someone would ask how best to describe Master Fuli's greatness.
"Human greed invited the catastrophic heavenly fire, amidst the gray-white erupted from all things burning, emerged a trace of sanctity. The holy white stepped forth from the ashes, four pairs of wings floating 'Justice', 'Integrity', 'Kindness'..."
"The holiness of sanctity brings praises of good, countless milky white rays dispel the heavenly fire of evil."
Noren face filled with fanaticism, began narrating the first sight of Master Fuli.
Four pairs of pure holy wings, like a mother embracing, spreading across the sky, blocking the encroachment of sin, Master Fuli majestically extending his arms, holding against the spectral forms of sin.
The benevolent sanctity extends its fluffy tail, each hair on the tail, like an ark, carrying the devoted repenters, walking through the apocalyptic flames.
The sanctity leads people to a new homeland.
Ansheng: "....."
Li Wenkang: "....."
"I told you, they've gone completely mad, attempting to write 'The Fox Covenant' in the image of little Fuli"
Lin Qi quirkily remarked: "If you were an hour later, they'd probably start casting statues and discussing prayer gestures to 'Sanctity' and their rituals."
"They're honestly a bit scary."
Lin Qi had seen madmen and fools before, people pretending to be insane to avoid their owed death by his hands, even trying to get admitted to a psychiatric hospital to evade fate.
But collective hysteria, madness reaching such a degree, was something Lin Qi hadn't seen even in his near-century existence.
"What little Fuli! Old bastard! Who the hell are you calling little Fuli! You better show some respect, that's Holy Light!"
Lin Qi's sarcasm wasn't loud, but the maniacs inside the room were extraordinary. Upon hearing this, Noren immediately lunged at the cell door, extending a hand, pointing at Lin Qi's nose, cursing him for his flippant speech.
If it weren't for Sanctity telling them to stay inside and pray for its coming, he'd have rushed out and stuffed the other side's head up his own rear.
Forgiveness is the responsibility of the Bible.
It's their duty to beat those hooligans into slices and send the guilty souls to face the Bible.
Lin Qi: "....."
Either you go crazier so I can kill you, or normalize so I can interrogate you for information.
"They..."
Ansheng's face twisted with confusion, looked at Li Wenkang and lifted her paw to point at herself: "Could it be... They don't see me?"
Master Fuli was standing right beside Lin Qi, yet Noren acted like they hadn't seen him, just focused on insulting Lin Qi.
"Their brains have permanently deformed, creating incomprehensible cognitive barriers..."
Li Wenkang glanced at the cell briefly, contemplating, then turned to Master Fuli and said:
"You need to shout at them for them to realize your presence..."
"They're quite particular..." Ansheng bewilderedly expressed, unsure if this counted as causing gravely irreversible effects.