Chapter 421: Immersive synaesthesia

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A short web conference was held at the General Administration.

Although the virtual market in Koi City is now a film, the rescue work has

been completed with the efforts of the investigators, and the big men finally

have time to participate in the online conference.

"This time I'm here to tell you that the group number of the House of Shadow

Stream does not exist on the Internet. We decided to use that group number to

create a House of Shadow Stream. Maybe we can break into the enemy's

interior." The man said.

Now that the bandage man is not in the conference room, he has lost his memory

and recently clamored that the Bureau of Investigation was abusing him.

When everyone saw the bandage man not present, it felt strange.

"So, what is the risk?"

"Not sure," Kemon replied.

One word, let everyone fall into contemplation.

There should be a risk. The shadow stream’s deacon reported that the shadow

stream’s home group account was violently killed, indicating that it had side

effects.

When everyone talked about this topic, they didn't mention the number of the

group number. Everyone used "group number" as the abbreviation.

"This kind of thing can only be implemented by the network monster, which

means that it will be borne by the network monster, right?" Someone asked.

"Theoretically, this is the case." The network monster also listened to the

meeting and spoke with a speaker.

"Although I am not kind, but in order to find out about the enemy, I agree."

"I agree, but I don't deny it, and I am a bit selfish." Another big brother

agreed.

People are selfish, and if there are unselfish people, it is difficult for

Kemeng to imagine who that kind of person is.

Can such a personality really lead Jinlizhou towards prosperity?

In short, people who sit in the position of S-level bosses have more or less

personal thoughts.

But they are honest enough to say that they have selfish thoughts.

Divine beasts also knew the risks involved, and after rational thinking, they

planned to take risks.

Kemeng doesn't know what kind of thinking process the network monster has gone

through. In short, it plans to create a group.

The hot man took a notebook and placed it in the conference hall to watch it

live.

Creating a group is a data-level thing, Kemeng and others can't see it, but it

can transform the data results into a visual interface.

Of course, the premise is that there is no accident with the network beast. If

something happens, Kemun does not know what the consequences are.

It first obtains the authority of the general background of the Penguin Group,

and then uses the administrator authority to create a fixed number group.

When it comes to choosing the number of people in the group, the network

monster hesitates.

This is the background creation group, it can set up two thousand people, it

can also set up five thousand people, or create a group of five hundred

people.

The beast was undecided and asked Kemon through the computer.

Kemon waited a while, closed his eyes, and silently realized how the deacon

felt before his death.

The moment he said the complete group number, in the dark, some power swelled

out of him.

This power should be related to the group.

Just remember that feeling in silence, and then how many people think about

it.

Is it five thousand people, two thousand people, or thousand people, five

hundred people?

The number of Kemeng associations became smaller and smaller, and the crazy

aftertaste in my mind came up again.

The resistance force surged in the body, but this time Kemon kept the

resistance force from moving.

Kemeng wanted to borrow this crazy feeling to bring synesthesia closer to the

original.

ten minutes later.

Kemeng opened his eyes slowly, there were red bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and

his brain was filled with all kinds of crazy ideas.

These thoughts are the sequelae left over that night. Although the resistance

is cleared up, once Kemon takes the initiative to imagine and takes the

initiative, it will recover in Kemon's body.

Kemon knew that this was a physical residue, not a spiritual residue.

At the time of dreaming, Cthulhu's will has eliminated the unidentified

remnants of the spirit, but the remnants on the body have not been cleaned up,

and the Cthulhu is in the game and naturally cannot affect Kemeng's body.

The hot man next to him was taken aback, feeling Kemeng's breath changed

drastically, as if he had a crazy smell.

"Kemeng, Kemen!" The hot man yelled, for fear that Kemeng was crazy.

"Quiet." Kemeng opened his mouth, his voice was slightly hoarse, and his eyes

were bloodshot.

Kemun is trying his best to restrain those crazy thoughts. They are crazy and

dare to kill them with their companions. Such thoughts are absolutely

impossible.

Kemun is not relying on resistance, but is suppressing his thoughts with his

own reason, so that he is not crazy.

With this feeling, Kemeng can experience the spiritual power that is active in

the body.

The crazier, the higher the spirituality!

At the same time, Kemon accepted the power from the mental pollution, and the

synchronization rate of the Synaesthetic Shadow Stream House increased several

times.

Although I don't want to admit it, this is the fact, it seems that lunatics

are more likely to see secret information.

This reminded Kemon of Professor Li Shen of Orange Star, who was half crazy

and half rational. He seemed to be able to catch some key points.

Ke Meng followed his feelings and typed three numbers on the keyboard-"500!"

A group of 500 people!

After typing this line, Kemeng sweated on his head, and he seemed to have

hallucinations before his eyes.

The number "251/500" suddenly appeared, and lines of text popped up in the

penguin group.

What was written in those words, Kemeng squinted his bloodshot eyes, trying to

improve his concentration, but he saw a bunch of vague words, not true enough.

If it is synesthesia in a dream, what will be the result.

I'm afraid it won't go too smoothly. With the blue star's large filter

membrane, Cthulhu can only have a rough sense of synesthesia. Once he wants to

observe carefully, he will be obscured.

With the help of madness, Kemeng has greatly improved spiritual perception and

the synchronization rate of the House of Synaesthetic Shadow Stream. The

synaesthetic effect is comparable to the Cthulhu's constrained by the blue

star.

Kemon covered the other eye with his hand, and opened the other eye

vigorously.

The fire-fighting man on the side saw him, and only felt that Kemeng's

behavior was full of second-degree atmosphere and unreasonable.

"Do you really need to rest?"

"I saw..." Kemeng murmured.

"What?" The voice was too hoarse~www.mtlnovel.com~ The hot man couldn't hear

it, so he leaned over.

"@All members, Deacon Zhang was approached by the Bureau of Investigation in

Jinlizhou..." Kemeng murmured.

"Ah!" The hot man suddenly corrected his attitude and his eyes became sharp.

This passage is obviously not Kemeng’s style, but the speech of the group

management or group leader.

Group members may also make such remarks, but they obviously do not have the

rights of @All members. Coupled with Kemeng’s weird appearance, the

possibility of being an administrator or group owner is infinitely high.

"Did you see the chat history of the Shadow Stream House?" the man at fire

speculated.

"Evacuate the Koi..." Kemeng murmured again, his eyes widening.

Halfway through the muttering, Kemeng realized something, closed his eyes

again, shook his head and said, "No, this is the chat scene from the past, not

the present."

At this time, the hot man found that there was a drop of blood overflowing

from the corner of Kemeng's right eye.