Cognitive pollution breaks out around the world, and moonlight can make humans grow compound eyes. As an immune body, I led a team of madmen to break the rules of death: the psychiatrist discovered that the smiling ward must cry to survive, but this triggered a fake-crying carnival in the whole hospital; when the hacker girl tampered with the rules of the electronic screen, blood suddenly oozed from the screen; the weirdest thing was the animal communicator who was always scratched by stray cats - every time the pollution intensified, there was one less wound on his body. Until I saw the familiar compound eyes on his goggles... "Be careful of teammates!" The source of pollution we raised by ourselves was hiding in the team and smiling.
