Chapter 568: Scourge generator

In the dream world.

Kemeng used Cthulhu-level power to peek at the abnormalities of those doors.

At a glance, Kemon saw that every door had a strange twist.

There are distortions of time and space, and traces left by someone. That is

the connection that others can't break.

Kemon caught these connections and then watched further, prolonged

synesthesia.

Only by glancing at who is behind the scenes can Kemeng have the opportunity

to turn defeat into victory in the real world, otherwise he will only be led

by his nose blindly.

As the peeping time increased, Kemeng gradually felt the picture in just five

seconds.

The synaesthesia this time has a severe matte texture, the vision is dim, and

the synaesthesia conditions are not good.

Kemon saw a narrow passage, like the aisle of a certain hotel, with two rows

of doors to hotel rooms.

In the middle of the aisle, there is a brawny man with broad shoulders facing

Kemeng's perspective from his back.

"Master, I am back with atonement." Someone's scared voice rang in his ears,

but Kemeng couldn't see where that person was, and he might be blocked by the

back of the strong man in front of him.

"Here is a new task for you."

In front, a man's calm voice came, and his voice was muted.

As he said, the person named the door master had an extra bottle out of thin

air, and a pure black crystal block was sealed in the transparent bottle.

The black crystal block is not a dead thing, but a living creature. There are

extremely small tentacles at the bottom of the crystal mine, which slowly

twists and crawls in the sealed bottle.

The breath emanating from the black crystal block made Kemeng instantly think

of mineral diseases in the real world.

"This is... a natural disaster generator!" The redeemer lost his voice, as if

triggering some terrible memory. From the change in his tone, Kemon could

perceive his fear.

Five seconds came to an abrupt end here.

Kemon wanted to synaesthesia again, but there was no more content. Once

synaesthesia, he could only see the same five-second picture.

After Kemun had no new information, he looked at the thirty-two doors with the

vision of the evil god, and analyzed the mystery between the door and the door

through the god-level knowledge in his mind.

Soon? Kemon cracked the mystery between the door and the door.

But here comes the problem? Kemeng cracked it on the basis of the evil god's

knowledge.

After going back, if it involves the knowledge of evil gods? These contents

will be forgotten again.

Ke Meng tried to wake up? Opened his eyes and saw everyone with anxious faces.

"How about Kemon?"

"Do you think of any clues?"

Ke Meng patted his head? First organized a few seconds of knowledge in his

head.

Kemeng could vaguely feel that he knew who was behind the scenes? He also knew

the mystery of the thirty-two doors? But it reminded him of the secret of the

door, but his mind was empty.

At this time, Kemeng responded: "In the previous interrogation of the members

of the frog club, there was an extra recording recorded by a recorder? Find it

out? I remember the recorder number seems to be 6-4135."

There is a number, and the Bureau of Investigation finds it quickly.

After a while, the file of this pen was called up. It is currently stored in

Whale Market. The recording body files are still stored in the recorder? But

there are copied data stored in the Koi City server.

"Transfer the copied data." Kemeng used his mobile phone to connect to the

Internet and issued an order to the network monster.

As these people? Retrieving data is certainly not that easy.

Kemeng's hidden authority is much higher than them, less than five seconds?

The network monster has transmitted data to Kemeng's mobile phone.

Kemeng clicked on the play button, and the phone immediately made a rustle of

electric current, like someone's roar.

The next second? The elevator roared.

Several investigators who listened to the recording subconsciously grunted

their throats.

Then the recording file released the dialogue between the Lord of the Golden

Gate and the sinner? It was mixed with the message of the 97th door, which was

a suspected atonement.

"What you mean is that the master behind the scenes is the master of the door,

but we don't know what the real name of the master of Kinmen is. Have you seen

the true face in your dreams?" Director Shi urged, with a vague sense of

expectation on his face.

"No, I only saw the back of the Lord of the Golden Gate." Kemeng shook his

head, sitting on the sofa and calmly stated: "The atonement has been out of

the gate. It did not die in the land of atonement, and the gatekeeper gave it

to him when he left. He used a bottle with alive Sombra ore in the bottle. The

atonement called this a natural disaster generator."

"It is not difficult to speculate that the bizarre floods a few days ago were

caused by natural disaster generators. Naturally, I don't need to say more

about the mineral disease. We need to find the natural disaster generator or

directly find the atonement."

Kemeng stood up, found a table, took out white paper and pencil, and sketched

at lightning speed, restoring the bottle, black crystal ore, and the back of

the Golden Gate Lord, and the corridor scene.

With the sketch map, everyone also had a first impression of the back of the

Golden Gate Lord.

The sketch map was scanned on the computer and sent to the directors of the

local branch offices to collect information, and then compare the information

with the network monster to find out whether the place where the main Golden

Gate is located is a corridor passage of a hotel.

After Kemeng uploaded the picture, he didn't pay too much attention. He had

seen it many times in his dreams, and could no longer feel more information.

Now he can only deal with the things at hand, such as curing mineral disease.

If it can't be cured now, delay the spread as much as possible.

Kemeng visited the medical department of the local branch to check the

treatment process of mineral disease.

A professional wearing a white coat holding a recording tool, showed Kemeng

the results of the test plan for several hours.

The first plan is laser cutting, the second plan is to freeze fingers, and the

third plan is electrotherapy...

All kinds of tests have been conducted once, and people exhausted their wisdom

to test all the directions that can be measured.

Even if Kemeng personally participates, it can't be so detailed. This is the

strength of the team.

"Which method is most effective?"

"We found that ~www.mtlnovel.com~ cut off the damaged part, and then use the

spawning items to grow the cut meat back in a short time, which can perfectly

cure the mineral disease." An investigator sighed, "only However, there are

not many such things that can give birth to flesh and blood, and the side

effects are quite troublesome."

"In other words, the treatment method does not produce energy. The effective

way is to directly cut off the diseased part." Kemeng's expression is not very

good, he knows what the current predicament is, it is time.

"Did you disperse the crowd?" Kemeng turned his head and asked the branch

chief next to him.

"The local people have been dispersed. If the treatment is not available

within a day, we can only temporarily let the residents of the city relocate

for a period of time." The sub-director scratched his hair irritably, and

faced this unreasonable supernatural disease. Clues.

At this time, Kemeng understood why the atonement person described the

contents of the bottle as a natural disaster generator.

In the face of mineral diseases that ignore physical isolation restrictions,

humans are too small. This is not a natural disaster, but what can it be.