"Star, do you know why this is happening?"
"I am just a weak, humble, and helpless AI. You have stumped me by asking this question."
"Well then, please show me relevant papers from psychologists. Thank you."
Half an hour later, Harrison Clark had read through the papers at a rapid pace.
He got the general idea.
The root of the problem was himself.
The War God Plan belonged to him.
There was no doubt that this was an Information Cocoon Room.
He was tired of the omnipresent interference of the War God Plan and came here to break it by changing a few things.
But there was also an even bigger Warrior Project covering the entire civilization, which was an even larger information cocoon.
After eliminating the physiological interference of the Song of the Wilderness, Harrison Clark personally planted the seeds of psychological interference, cultivating the current strange social atmosphere.
The entire civilization was under the deep hypnosis of its sense of mission.
