Don't call me evil god

Chapter 944 Unable to Prove Himself
Cameron vaguely heard a "clicking" sound, and after careful confirmation he suddenly realized that it was the sound of his upper and lower teeth chattering and colliding.

He even felt a little bit of regret at this moment.

I regret having opened the [cognitive protection barrier].

If he hadn't turned on this thing and continued to stay in the "world" where his cognition was disturbed, then these materials would still be ordinary materials to him, and he wouldn't have to have any psychological burden. He could just concentrate on his work like Wilson and Ben.

This is just great.

Once he witnessed the "truth", there was no going back.

Even if he turned off the [cognitive protection barrier], Cameron would clearly realize that these seemingly harmless things were actually all kinds of creepy bugs!

It’s just the psychological hurdle that’s hard to overcome!
"You...don't you feel something is wrong?"

Cameron nervously looked at the insect being processed in Wilson's hand, its limbs stretching from time to time.

Obviously, this thing is alive.

Although there were several holes in its dorsal carapace pierced by an iron rod, this did not affect its vitality.

Every time Wilson pierced it with an iron rod, it would extend its mouthparts and suck Wilson's blood.

Cameron carefully pointed to Wilson's finger where his blood was being drawn.

Wilson first looked down at the place Cameron pointed to, then asked in confusion, "Something's wrong? Is there anything?"

"..."

Cameron hesitated for a moment.

"I don't know how to describe it... You may not believe it... But the fact is... A great god is protecting me. He allows me to witness the real world."

“The materials we need to process are not materials at all.”

"Bugs. They're all bugs!"

Cameron even lowered his voice deliberately while speaking.

Although the bugs in the warehouse building seemed to be well-behaved, Cameron was afraid that his voice would attract the bugs' attention.

He was not afraid of death, but the thought of dying by being overwhelmed by countless insects was indeed a bit despairing. It was definitely a double torture both mentally and physically.

Wilson's expression didn't change much when he heard this, and could even be described as calm.

Or rather, numbness.

He seemed to be used to Cameron's reactions.

"Kid, you're too nervous."

"There are many things in the deep region that can cause us to hallucinate and feel that the world has suddenly become terrifying and scary. This is all normal."

"The food we usually eat contains a kind of fungus called mystery mushroom. After eating it, we often have various hallucinations."

"Relax, everything you see is fake, it's an illusion."

"And... stop pinning your hopes on the gods."

"This is the Abyss, the deepest area in the world, the place farthest from the gods."

"Even the God of Light will not favor this place. He will not receive your prayers."

"Someone has said something similar to you before, and I occasionally see what you describe, but they are all hallucinations caused by our unconsciousness."

Cameron's entire body was about to break apart.

He found himself trapped in a self-proving trap!

Wilson had obviously stayed in the deep region for a long time, and he had no chance to learn about the existence of Noven, the god of knowledge.

Only half a year has passed since the founding of the Church of Knowledge.

And Wilson has firmly accepted the cognitively disturbed world as "real."

Instead, he regarded the real world line as a short, fleeting illusion!

What's worse is: Cameron has no way to prove all this to the other party!
The [cognitive protection barrier] acts on himself, and he can always ensure that he can see the real world with his own eyes.

But he couldn't share this ability with Wilson and Ben.

There is no chance of preaching on the spot.

This is no longer the time when the gospel of the God of Knowledge can be spread by word of mouth. If you want to receive His blessing, you must accumulate enough contributions in the new holy land of Ceylon Territory, Stone Fort, or the outskirts of the Dark Forest and participate in the initiation ceremony.

This is a dead end!

Cameron had no choice but to pick up the bug he had thrown away earlier.

Try your best to avoid its mouthparts and nervously insert the iron rod into the shell on its back.

Be as careful as possible in your movements.

The "play" that needs to be performed still has to be performed.

Since Wilson and Ben have been here for such a long time without dying, it at least shows that processing these insects will not be fatal.

The enchanter, Cologne, treated them as mere tools, not worse, consumables.

Since I found such an important clue with the help of the [Cognitive Protection Barrier] right after arriving here, there will probably be new discoveries in the future!

If I commit suicide out of fear, wouldn’t that be a waste of this opportunity?
All believers seeking knowledge know this.

The greater the contribution of the mission assigned by Nowen to the believers, the greater the reward.

If you want to make more contributions, you have to take greater risks!

To get clues.

It's just being in the same room with a swarm of insects!

He endures it!

……

While Cameron was fighting against those hideous and creepy insects.

The other members of the investigation team who received the news were shocked again.

After they discovered cognitive interference in psychedelic opium dens, this is the second place they found where cognitive interference occurs!
The information was corroborated by the information provided by several other "slaves" bought by different gray dwarf enchanters.

Everyone soon confirmed a shocking fact.

"The things that cause cognitive interference are probably not the warehouse buildings that store enchanting materials, but the 'materials' themselves!"

"The main materials used by the gray dwarves for enchantment are those weird bugs!"

"This... could it be that this was also done by the evil followers of the Church of the Supreme Truth?"

When they were brainstorming, Pete felt a little unconfident.

The psychedelic opium den can be said to be a conspiracy of cultists. After all, the "gospel" powder was made by the dark elves, which matches Annabelle's identity as a dark elf.

But the art of enchantment has always been the unique skill of the gray dwarves!
This is something that can theoretically be traced back to the old days!
Is this also a conspiracy of the cultists?

Are the cultists so powerful?
They have been secretly interfering with the entire gray dwarf community for thousands of years? And they have never been noticed? And they have never revealed any flaws?
Pete thought the possibility was extremely remote.

He was more inclined to another conjecture that had just come to his mind:
"Do you remember?"

"The cultists of the Church of the Supreme Truth that I met before all liked to shout similar phrases."

"They witnessed the 'truth of the world' with their own eyes, and they claimed that this was a blessing bestowed upon them by the Supreme Truth."

"Is there a possibility?"

“The reality of the world—is that these cognitive disturbances?”

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(End of this chapter)