Chapter 366: The world behind the door

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Kemun has already learned about bandage men.

"The zero-level items on my body, once they know the information, will become

the same as me, with a very low sense of existence, or even zero."

"The two of them definitely don't want to know, Kemun, do you want to know,

but I don't have a second bandage."

"Similar to things that enhance the sense of existence, we still have them in

the game, but we all have masters, and there is no new one for the time

being," said the bandage man.

The zero-level items on the bandage man are very special. Just knowing the

information will reduce the sense of existence.

If one day, the information of the bandage man is erased from the world, then

Kemeng may be the first person to feel the difference.

To erase the sense of existence, we must start with other insiders and erase

their memories in mind.

If Kemon's resistance is high enough, it can resist this erasure effect,

leaving the memory of the bandaged man.

"I think about it." Kemun was lost in thought.

A sense of existence.

This kind of stuff is both good and bad.

"Just knowing a little bit will reduce the sense of existence?" Kemon asked.

"Know a little bit? I can't quantify this, because its core information can be

explained in a few sentences." The bandage man shook his head.

"What about you, why don't you want to know?" Kemeng was actually a little

cautious. In the future, he might be able to use the power of resistance to

offset the sense of existence and erase the stress, but it can't be completely

erased now. He has concerns.

The main concern is in the evaluation videos. If there is no sense of

existence, the things that are sent will not be viewed by others, the

evaluation task will not be completed, the resistance force will not rise, an

endless loop is formed, and the way of system flow will be blocked.

"There is no such thing as a sense of presence in the country for the time

being, Amon, think about it, there is no sense of presence, it will be so bad,

others will not remember you, and any footprints you leave will not be known."

The man said.

Another big guy, who is good at running away, slowly said: "Don't look at him

now being remembered by the world, but that is based on the presence of

special bandages to help enhance the sense of existence."

"You don't have a bandage. Once you know the information about that thing, the

traces you left will not be known at all. Even if you deliberately touch

people and intentionally hurt them, they will still not know your existence,

and the whole world will forget you. "

"Do you want to live in a world where only you know who you are?"

S-class boss Shi Lao said, shook his head, "I don't want to live in such a

world anyway."

"In fact, the key is that there are no new presence items." The bandage man

pointed out the core key points.

"Such a side effect, the wicked should like it very much." After Kemon heard

it, he also put away his curiosity.

If you hurt others, they still won't know who hurt him. It's too BUG.

Bandage The man has a bandage, so when he hurts others, others can know when

he touches them.

If there is no bandage, even if Shi Jun kills people serially and puts people

in a small dark room to torture, the victim still doesn't know who did it.

Terrible zero-level item.

Then, Shi Ankang, the last S-class boss, began to introduce himself. He was a

fifty-year-old middle-aged man with white hair. Others often referred to him

as Shi Lao.

"My zero-level item is good at space transfer. If you have trouble in it, I

will transfer you as soon as possible."

"If there is enough time, I will also transfer the two of you." Shi Ankang

looked at the burning man and the bandage man.

The feeling of difference is particularly obvious. Kemeng's priority is first,

and they are second.

The hot man and the bandage both nodded, and said in unison: "I have no

opinion."

"Space transfer?" Kemeng asked curiously.

It takes some time to fly to the octopus market. Ask carefully, the more you

understand, the more at ease you will be on the battlefield.

"Yes, this item can take people to transfer space, the distance is not

limited, wherever you have been, you can wear it back in your mind. It also

has nearly infinite storage space, and I flew to the sky on the first trip. On

the moon, it’s just a life reduction, my hair turned white like this."

"It can produce teleportation stones. The teleportation stones we usually give

you to save lives are born from it."

The original Shi Ankang had black and beautiful hair. He had also taken some

powerful exotic fruits, and his physical fitness was stronger than that of

national athletes.

But after using the time rule three times, his body has grown old. During the

physical examination, the indicators of his body's organs were similar to the

average line for a 60-year-old man.

This zero-level item has greater functionality and does not have strong

offensive power.

As Shi Lao said, this item is of first-class standard in terms of escape.

The teleportation stone was born from it. As the mother of the teleportation

stone, she has extraordinary attainments in space.

The production capacity is first-rate and strategic, and it is not an

exaggeration to say that it is the most important weapon of the country, after

all, it is a thing that can produce teleportation stones.

The four of them chatted on the plane for a while, and Kemon shared what he

had on his body by the way, so as not to frighten them by suddenly taking it

out.

Not long after, Kemeng and others came to the octopus market.

The four were in front of the gate of infinity, waiting for a while.

The Bureau of Investigation did not intend to send low-level investigators

inside, because that was disrespect for the lives of low-level personnel.

Kemeng took a deep breath, his thoughts and spirituality surged, gathering his

palms and five fingers.

"Push into the door." Kemeng said in his heart.

The spiritual hand pushed the door gently, as if a faint light appeared on the

fingers.

The red wooden door also appeared a layer of light, creaking, the door opened.

Behind the door, there is no longer a red wooden door with repeated patterns.

Kemon's heart beats slightly, will it be a continuous orange star of science

fiction architecture?

In the next second, Kemeng's heart calmed down slightly.

Behind the door is a moist swamp.

The small grass pointed out the green and black swamp, full of green.

The bean-sized dew drops on the grass blades, and there are black shadows

wandering quietly in the swamp, making strange noises.

Thick gray mist ~www.mtlnovel.com~ shrouded over the marsh, only five meters

away from the marsh ground.

"The world behind the door turned out to be like this." Kemeng felt a little

disappointed, it was not Orange Star.

If it is an orange star, Kemeng has many ideas.

Including but not limited to logging into the virtual game "World" as a

player, and seeing what your identity is after entering the game.

"It turned out to be a swamp, then we have to change our equipment."

"Amon, close the door, we will check the air for toxic components." The

bandage man reminded.

Before opening the door, the bandage man had already untied the two bandages

and put his palm on Kemeng's shoulders to ensure Kemeng had no sense of

existence and reduce the probability of being spotted by the enemy.

Kemon clasped the hole in the red wooden door and closed the red door.

The red door closed quietly, isolating the two worlds.

The opening of the red wooden door turned back to pitch black again.