Taking advantage of the fact that it disappears into the mouth, the thick head of the fish is worn away little by little.

Where you can't squeeze in, you can use your hands to put some force in the meat, and the meat will naturally disappear.

the mouth of the big-faced cat for a minute, he finally digested the grade fish.

patted the head of the big-faced cat, and the sound of meowing echoed in his head, but there was still no emotion.

Whether the grade fish is useful for big-faced cats, Kemon is also unclear.

After feeding the fish, Kemon looked through the videos he had put on the Internet, and several videos involving special items had more than 2 million views.

Among them, the evaluation video of the big-faced cat climbed to 7 million, which shows that netizens like the video of sand sculpture very much.

Coincidentally, there is a real sand sculpture next to Kemon.

The white sugar on the side trembled, and there was more sand on the floor.

Tang Yuan was playing with his mobile phone and chatting with others.

Kemeng stared at the white sugar, and the white sugar understood in seconds.

Sweeping!

White Sugar picked up the small broom that had been prepared by his side, and swept it, and the sand was swept into the garbage shovel.

However, when sweeping the floor, the wings are also moving, and inevitably the sand falls again.

Kemon looked at it for a while, and found that the white sugar could not be cleaned by itself no matter what, and as long as it moved, the sand would continue to be produced.

When White Sugar was sweeping the floor, Kemeng secretly took out his camera and pointed it at White Sugar.

Although Kemeng has an official review video, those contents are more formal and do not smell of sand sculptures.

"As a sand sculpture, you have to learn to sand sculpt yourself, such as sand that can never be swept away." Kemon muttered to himself into the camera's microphone.

Hearing his master's whispers, White Sugar didn't understand what Kemon wanted to say, and his brain teased around, constantly thinking about what the evil god meant.

White sugar thinks a little too much, and keeps making up for it.

Kemon zoomed in to photograph the sand falling between the white sugar feathers.

Watching the fine pieces of sand fall from between the feathers, Kemon thought of an idea, but there was still something to do, and he would shoot it when he was done.

After a while, Kemon went out with white sugar and took a car to the Special Affairs Investigation Bureau.

Luo Yuan, Director Lei and others were already waiting in the underground parking lot of the Investigation Bureau, and when they heard that there was an extra tree to improve their gnosis in Kemeng's house, they said that they attached great importance to it.

Kemeng got out of the car, and Luo Yuan and Director Lei immediately caught up.

After exchanging for a while, Kemon briefly explained the function of the psychic fruit tree, intending to hand it over to the Investigation Bureau.

"Don't you want that tree?"

"I don't need to." Kemon's own spiritual perception is high enough, and it is not beneficial for him to ascend further.

"Besides, it is a tree that bears fruit, and I can ask you for fruit if I need it." Kemon didn't care.

The watering principle of the psychic fruit tree is to water it with emotion, and the waterer's own emotions will disappear in equal proportions, and Kemeng is not clear whether it is a permanent disappearance or a temporary disappearance, so watering is risky, so it is better to let someone from the Investigation Bureau raise it.

"Okay, we'll credit it as your contribution." Director Lei said happily.

As Kemeng knew, the Investigation Bureau was understaffed, and the low-gnosis people did not have much effect on the Investigation Bureau.

Kemon came to a single room covered with soil, patted his scarf, and the psychic fruit tree was photographed out and fell to the ground.

The twisted roots dig into the soil to stabilize the balance of the tree.

When everyone saw the colorful fruits on the trees, they all felt like they wanted to eat them.

"This is the Spirit Fruit?"

"It looks delicious, isn't it poisonous?"

"You have to conduct a toxicity test, don't eat it directly." The testers whispered, and Kemon listened and couldn't help but be ashamed.

Kemeng didn't think much about toxicity or something, and people thought about it quite comprehensively.

Some people also boldly hypothesize, "Can these fruits be planted with a spirit fruit tree, with the size of a tree, it is difficult to feed the investigators of the whole country." ”

There are a lot of people in the bureau who need to be promoted to gnosis, and they are not investigators, but low-gnosis who have been screened out and can only do some logistical work.

With this tree, those who do the logistics work can hopefully improve their spiritual awareness and then participate in the investigation as long as they want to be investigators.

Seeing Director Lei looking over, Kemeng shook his head: "I don't know." ”

Subtext, the big-faced cat doesn't give this kind of knowledge.

"Well, since I don't know, I'll test it." Director Lei ordered someone to pick the fruit and take it to slice it for study.

There is a lot of fruit on the tree, take one slice, take one to the other soil room, dig a hole, and put the fruit in it.

The tester then began to test the watering session.

Kemon also doesn't know how to water, only knows that watering needs to be emotional.

Director Lei has deep experience in this regard.

"We also have some emotion-driven items in the Bureau, some of which need to be driven by anger, some of which need despair, and some of which need to be happy."

Because of their experience, the testers also know how to water.

When watering, as long as a certain emotion in the heart is constantly strengthened, the activation effect will be achieved.

Kemeng watched from a distance, only to see an ordinary-faced tester take out an old photo from the lockbox, the photo was gray and he couldn't see what it was.

The moment he took out the photo, the tester's tears flowed in tears, his face was very sad, and there was a faint cry.

Director Lei explained: "It was a crying photo, which was produced in the room of a suicidal couple, and the photo became a special item, and as long as you hold the photo and look at it, you will remember something very sad." ”

"I see." Kemon nodded.

"As for the side effects, it is that you will gradually fall in love with the person in the photo, and after a long time, you will get depression, and theoretically use it once to change the person, and you can't let the same person use that photo all the time." Director Lei was like a treasure, and told Kemeng about the function of this sixth-level thing.

The tester wept in front of the psychic fruit tree, which shook its branches and leaves, and the foliage became brighter.

The tester cried for half an hour, his eyes were red from crying, and when he came back, he was completely blinded and deeply affected.

A different person from the Investigation Bureau stepped forward to cry, and the psychic fruit tree finally grew a new flower and bore a red fruit.

Instead of looking, Kemon took out the bark of the tree he was hiding for a simple test.

Due to the side effects of hiding in the bark of a tree, it was not advisable to do a long-term test, so Kemon stopped the test after familiarizing himself with how to use it in front of a tree.

As for the bark of the hidden tree, Director Lei gave a five-level evaluation of things, because it can shield perception, and even infrared detection is ineffective against it.

After measuring the bark of the hidden tree, Kemon returned to the psychic fruit tree area again, and saw that the fruit on the fruit tree had grown back a few more.

In the other soil room, the psychic fruit in the soil actually sprouted.

But the conditions of the watering were harsh, and all the testers who participated in the sacrifice of a certain emotion showed a lack of interest, sullen, as if they had lost something inside.