It's [stress].
A lot of [stress].
This is Nan Zhubin's first impression of this place.
But at the moment, [stress] is just the most superficial issue here.
Countless emotions rush into Nan Zhubin's eyes, transformed into streams of information through [Micro-expression Analysis·Intermediate], crashing into his mind.
If these emotions could be materialized, at this moment, there would be a large hand formed of black mist extending tirelessly towards Nan Zhubin in the air.
Psychological Consultants are particularly sensitive to this kind of scene.
Not only Nan Zhubin, anyone present with some experience in Psychological Consultation has furrowed their brows and looks grave at this moment.
Those with weaker self-control have already started to swallow continuously.
—— [Emotion Rebalancing]
Nan Zhubin's expression returned to calmness, as he followed the person in charge into a tent used as a temporary command center.
