Kemon sat here and called the local investigative bureau.

The director of Octopus City already knew that Kemeng had entered the city, but Kemeng did not come to the bureau, so Director Zhang naturally did not act.

Now that he received Kemon's notice, the whole world moved to requisition the item that turned into flesh for Kemon.

That item wasn't Octopus Market, it was in Whale Market.

Considering that it was the body of the Lord of the Shadow Stream, the Whale City Investigation Bureau immediately used the teleportation stone to speed up the teleportation, and sent the thing outside the guardian spirit's enchantment as soon as possible.

Kemon didn't call out his pet to bring anything in, nor did he let anyone else in, and even if the Lord of Shadow Stream died, its corpse was not something ordinary people could resist.

"Teleport away when things are put down, don't stay here for long." Kemon shouted as he gathered his spirit in his throat.

The investigator outside the guardian immediately put down the item, and looked at the sigil jade in his arms, the jade was already pitch black, and even dyed the second jade, which startled him.

The god did not know that he had polluted so much, and he immediately crushed the teleportation stone and teleported away.

Kemon himself walked out of the edge of the Guardian Spirit Enchantment and retrieved the things.

Whether it's the trees or the soil, Kemon doesn't let it go.

This item that fleshes the physical object is called a blender, and the prototype is a bean paddle machine, which can stir other things besides soybeans.

Last year, the blender was mutated to be able to churn the real thing into minced meat.

This minced meat is real meat.

For example, if you throw soybeans in and stir them, what comes out is minced pork, not juice.

The blender is very power-hungry when it runs, but fortunately, the Investigation Bureau has long taken this into account and equipped Kemon's storage props with a mutated super power supply, so there is no need to worry about the lack of power.

Kemon placed the mixer on the flat ground, the base of the mixer was yellow, and the upper body was a transparent glass container with a mixing knife in the middle.

"I don't know if you're really dead, if you're not dead, you can use the means to do so." Kemon said as he pulled out the size magnifying lamp and enlarged the blender.

The machine, which was originally only the size of a normal mixer, was illuminated by the light and quickly expanded.

Half a meter, one meter, two meters, three meters, and finally fixed at a height of five meters!

The bulb of the magnifying lamp clicked, and the filament broke.

Kemon pulls out the tinkering can, and there is a loud bang inside the canister.

Open the jar and hold a repair bulb and continue to shine after repairing.

Buzz.

The blender is getting bigger again.

But this time it didn't work to get bigger to six meters, and the bulb broke again.

Kemon looked up at the tall figure, and felt that it no longer needed to be enlarged, and began to shoehorn the trees in.

A pile of trees with twisted shadows was violently snapped by Kemon and thrown into a blender.

If you can't stuff it in, you squeeze it violently, press it halfway, and then compensate for a bunch of trees.

After compressing it a few times, Kemon covered the mixer, connected the external power supply donated by the Investigation Bureau, and turned on the switch.

Buzz rumble.

The trees with strange shadows were frantically stirred by the blender, and the transparent container soon turned into a green swirl.

But after a minute, a red dot appeared in the middle of the green vortex, which was small at first, but quickly expanded over time, and grew larger and larger.

When the liquid was all red, the blender suddenly stopped spinning, and the liquid vortex scene instantly stopped, revealing small pieces of minced meat.

"Sure enough, it's real pork." Kemon's spiritual perception was wide open, capturing a glimmer of inspiration,

It is the process of the instantaneous transformation of plant cells into animal cells, and in the middle of the change process, a mysterious force appears, which seems to be converted by electricity, but the specific transformation theory cannot be explained, or this cannot be explained at all.

The mysterious power can stop even time, and it is not difficult to transform the form of cells.

"Open the meal, open the meal." Kemon lifted the lid.

The big-faced cat looked up at the sky, and it had no way to make any movements, so it could only be force-fed some strange things by Kemon.

Even if the meat was deformed from a tree, its shadow was still a twisted tentacle.

Kemon sent these strange pork into the mouth of the big-faced cat, and he did not refuse, and devoured it all cleanly, leaving no residue.

"It's all indifferent, it seems to be dead." Kemon fed a whole bottle of meat, not waiting to attack.

There were still many trees on the ground, and Kermon coldly sent them all into the mixing bottle, ignoring the twisted tentacle shadows.

There was another rumbling stirring.

They all turned into strange pork, and the shadows were extremely distorted, and normal people would definitely fall crazy when they saw it.

"If you don't resist, you'll die soon." Kemon muttered as he stuffed pork to the big-faced cat.

The poor big-faced cat can't move, so it can only passively eat meat.

"You added your own feeding conditions, in fact, you are still very happy when you eat meat, no matter what meat you eat, as long as you have meat, right?"

Cummon has no one to talk to, and can only speak to a cat that has stopped thinking.

His remarks are not unfounded.

Did the big-faced cat really stop thinking, Kemon remained skeptical.

At least in terms of the daily feeding conditions, Kemon suspects that this is something that the big-faced cat added himself, and in fact, he doesn't need to eat to live.

Of course, Kemon didn't mind feeding him more strange things.

"Eat enough, I have a grade fish recently, I'll feed it to you later, the rice balls can't be eaten anymore."

As the new team of Gram Followers entered the game, they scavenged some more level fish and presented them to Kemon.

The trees on the ground gradually became scarce, and after half a day, the woods became flat, not even a single grass fell, and all of them were turned into pork and fed to the big-faced cat.

At this time, Kemon came up with the idea of sand.

Dig three feet into the ground, and you can't miss any opportunity to give the Lord of Shadow Flow.

One day, two days, three days.

The sand on the ground slowly sank, and the sand outside was blocked by the guardian spirit, making it impossible to enter, causing the ground to fall all the way down beneath Kemon's feet.

Every pound of sand has the spiritual pollution left by the Lord of the Shadow Stream.

Even the sand outside, Kemon did it for three days, and he felt that he couldn't keep doing it, otherwise he would be stuck here and unable to do things.

"The pollutants in the core area have been discharged by me, and the remaining pollution is not to be feared, Tang Yuan, Shirley, the work will be handed over to the two of you."

Kemon finally summoned Shirley and Tangyuan out and asked them to do things for him.

Tang Yuan shook the dog's fur and walked quickly.

Shirley said yes and heeled.

Kemon freed himself from the Guardian Spirit Barrier, and personally measured which soil was polluted by his footsteps, and then let the Guardian Spirit expand the area.

Slowly, the boundaries of the Guardian Spirit were expanded to include the city's built-up areas.

The Investigation Bureau nervously went out, contacted Kemon, and then evacuated the relevant people, and attached a sigil jade for temporary treatment.