"I'm sorry, I disturbed you." Shang Jianyao apologized again, backed out, and closed the door.

He was still so polite, even closing his eyes to indicate that he would not look at anything indecent.

Gently closing the door, Shang Jianyao walked towards the exit of the cabin, preparing to return to the first deck to see if anything abnormal had happened to the people there.

Just as he finished walking through the aisle, he used the faint moonlight shining down from high above and the yellowish wall lamps on both sides to see three people standing in the entrance area of the cabins.

These were the three people who had been angered by his grimace earlier and had tried to chase him.

Among them, the one with the crumpled, unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth had a blank look in his eyes, his left hand holding the cigarette, and his right index and middle fingers together, stuck in his mouth, sucking on them from time to time.

Of the other two, the one with the black mole on the end of his eyebrow was running back and forth frantically, as if to release excess energy, while the other had taken off his clothes and stood there giggling.

Shang Jianyao thought seriously for a moment, but in the end, he couldn't think of what gesture to use, so he made another grimace at the one with the bare upper body and said sincerely:

"No disguise in front of the 'Overseers'!"

After performing the salute, he bypassed the three people who were ignoring him and turned his gaze to other parts of the deck.

There were fewer people gathered here than before dark, but there were still nearly a hundred.

At this moment, they were either waving their hands randomly, or urinating and defecating indiscriminately without cleaning up, or staring fiercely at some empty place, or doing all sorts of strange things in a daze, and none of them were normal.

A similar scene would definitely be more terrifying to ordinary people or most Awakened than encountering the same number of "Heartless," because it was eerily creepy.

The unknown is often more terrifying than a dangerous situation with a known cause!

Shang Jianyao didn't rush to probe, but looked around as if searching for someone.

He was looking for the owner of room "522"!

Normally, after entering a psychological shadow, an Awakened is, to some extent, playing the role of the room's owner, so it's impossible to encounter the actual person.

But this was room "912," and Shang Jianyao was now replacing its owner. Since the two scenes were nearly identical, it could be inferred that the owner of room "522" was also likely on this cruise ship at the time and was a witness to this strange event.

As long as he could find him and follow his actions, Shang Jianyao would be able to pass through this psychological shadow relatively smoothly. After all, the owner of room "522" definitely survived and later entered the "Mind Corridor," giving him the opportunity to turn this scene into a psychological shadow.

Of course, Shang Jianyao's strategy might not be effective, because this cruise ship had likely brought terror more than once, and the owners of the two rooms might not have been in the same batch of "victims." Therefore, he was both searching and confirming.

After looking for several minutes, Shang Jianyao suddenly clenched his right fist and struck his left palm.

Clap!

He muttered to himself with a look of annoyance:

"I don't even know what the owner of room '522' looks like, or what his name is..."

This was Shang Jianyao acting faster than thinking.

The cowardly and timid one immediately sneered:

"Sometimes, I really don't want to admit that you're one of us.

"Although we don't know what the owner of room '522' looks like or what his name is, we can first look for survivors, or normal people in the current situation. He's likely to be among them."

Clap!

Shang Jianyao struck his left palm with his right fist again, not feeling ashamed at all, and said:

"That's right!"

Just then, he saw several cruise ship passengers with strange and chaotic behavior turn their bodies and cast their gazes over because he had made a sound.

Their expressions were either violent or filled with a manic feeling.

"Oh, is there going to be a fight?" Shang Jianyao, who loved to joke, said.

Shang Jianyao, who sought novelty and surprise, shook his head:

"No, I want to experience the feeling of running for my life."

Shang Jianyao then rubbed his chin:

"Don't attack for the time being.

"Remember the first psychological shadow of room '522'? Rashly using abilities before figuring out the situation may lead to mutations."

--Within the mind world, even shooting a gun is essentially using the ability to "interfere with matter," otherwise the bullets would have no effect.

While they were talking, those cruise ship passengers had already rushed over, either clenching their fists or pulling out handguns, full of aggression.

"Run!" Shang Jianyao shouted, turned his body, and ran into the cabins.

He ran all the way to the stairwell, preparing to go up to the upper floors to take a look.

Suddenly, he saw several figures coming from the other side of the corridor.

They were men and women, with twisted or insane expressions. Some held daggers, some held military spikes, and some held submachine guns. They quickly crossed the stairwell and ran towards Shang Jianyao.

Seeing wolves in front and tigers behind, Shang Jianyao no longer hesitated, ran a few steps quickly, and slid down.

The legs of those men and women in front suddenly lost their ability to move, but their bodies maintained their powerful inertia.

Thump, thump!

They fell down one after another, looking as if they had been knocked over by Shang Jianyao.

"Loss of leg movement!"

Shang Jianyao slid through them, supported himself with his hand, and jumped up.

But in an instant, he stopped there, as if he were stupid.

Immediately afterward, Shang Jianyao manifested a small speaker and played music:

"Mountaintop, come along..." (Note 1)

In the dynamic melody, Shang Jianyao twisted his body and started dancing, but his movements seemed very clumsy and different from normal.

His expression was both confused and insane.

Before long, Shang Jianyao began to sway uncontrollably, then twitch, and his figure gradually faded.

He opened his eyes and saw that his body was crackling with electricity, and Jiang Baimian was hovering her left palm with a worried look on her face.

Shang Jianyao suddenly sat up straight, trembling, opened the car window, and stuck his head out.

Vomit, vomit, vomit!

He threw up all the food he had eaten at noon.

When he calmed down, Jiang Baimian asked with concern:

"What's wrong?"

"Severe mental damage, dizzy," Shang Jianyao replied calmly. "Fortunately, you responded in time, otherwise I might have been trapped inside."

After saying that, he felt nauseous again and stuck his head out.

This time, even bile was flying out.

Jiang Baimian had said earlier that Shang Jianyao could take a nap and explore the psychological shadow again, and she really only intended for him to take a short nap.

This was not an act of abuse towards a team member, but a plan formulated for accidents:

If within fifteen minutes, Shang Jianyao did not encounter anything in the cruise ship shadow, then he would be forcibly shaken awake. According to the previous experience and the special nature of this psychological shadow, he would not suffer any mental damage after directly leaving room "912";

If Shang Jianyao really encountered an accident and fell into a dangerous situation that he was temporarily unable to escape on his own, then such a short time of fifteen minutes would not be enough to completely trap him in the psychological shadow and turn him into a vegetable in reality. Therefore, forcibly waking him up was equivalent to replacing more serious consequences with short-term, controllable mental damage.

Based on this, as soon as fifteen minutes were up, Jiang Baimian immediately asked Long Yuehong in the back row to shake Shang Jianyao wildly with his mechanical arm.

After discovering that the shaking effect was not good, she decisively used electric shock.

After vomiting this round, Shang Jianyao, who was usually full of energy, leaned back weakly and said slowly:

"After going in this time, I was directly on the cruise ship..."

He paused from time to time to describe what he had encountered, and finally said:

"It seems that using abilities in the chaotic state that envelops the cruise ship will cause me to be infected as well, becoming a 'patient' with impaired consciousness and chaotic behavior."

Speaking of this, Shang Jianyao sniffed and laughed:

"My meat smells quite fragrant when roasted..."

Before he finished speaking, he stuck his head out again and vomited.

"Asking for trouble..." Jiang Baimian curled her lips and said with deliberation, "Does that mean you can't use abilities the whole time?"

"Or, is it possible when everyone is normal?" Bai Chen, who was driving, interjected.

"Normal during the day, chaotic at night?" Long Yuehong guessed.

Shang Jianyao replied weakly:

"I don't know, let's take another look next time.

"The best breakthrough is still to find the owner of room '522'."

"Well, it's good that this room can be forcibly exited, and the mental damage is relatively less severe, which can be regarded as leaving a way out." Jiang Baimian nodded slightly, then sighed, "On the contrary, my island really doesn't see any hope at all. Comparing people is infuriating!"

"Still no ideas?" Bai Chen asked.

Jiang Baimian "uh"ed and said:

"Not really, I've been trying a new direction recently.

"Before, I mainly used psychological suggestion and other methods to make corresponding state preparations in advance, and then face the coma. And when I was awake, I often forced myself to recall the fear of those two comas, and face the inner shadow directly, but it didn't work.

"This is a bit contradictory to what I know about overcoming psychological shadows. I don't think I'm that afraid anymore.

"Now, I plan to start with my own ability. This is Shang Jianyao's inspiration to me. When he was in the 'Sea of Origins,' he played with his abilities and costs to the fullest, effectively cooperating with his own courage to overcome fear."

"What was the result?" Long Yuehong asked curiously.

Jiang Baimian smiled slightly:

"I've only tried it twice, and it's had some effect, but it's still a long way from success."

She further explained:

"I mainly use the 'Stimulus Misadjustment' ability to change my reaction to the dizzying stimulus.

"Now, after I land on the island, I can last for about ten seconds before falling into a coma."

Without waiting for Bai Chen, Long Yuehong, and others to offer suggestions, Jiang Baimian laughed to herself:

"My next plan is to condense the psychological preparations I've done before into these ten seconds and see if there will be any good changes after the coma."

Shang Jianyao suddenly cheered up again:

"Do it when you think of it!"

Jiang Baimian glared at him:

"How long do you think it will take you to recover?"

"At least a week," Shang Jianyao said uncertainly.

Jiang Baimian nodded:

"Then I'll take a nap."

After saying that, she raised her hand to cover her mouth, as if she were about to yawn.

Note 1: Quoted from "High" by Huang Ling.