It's a female ghost.

Kermon was surprised that it was the ghostly creatures who were bothering him.

At first, it was the "unknown fishing rod" that caught her drifting bottle, and then the "famous person's fishing rod" caught her quadruple drifting bottle, and the female ghost can interfere with the cross-border fishing rod, which should be a very powerful resentment.

Be careful.

Kemeng is very vigilant in his heart, and he will not think that the other party is a weak chicken because of the synaesthesia in the state of the evil god, so he will look down on the other party.

Looking at other creatures in the state of an evil god, it is the feeling that one hand can pinch to death, and this feeling will make Kemeng misjudge, Kemeng knows this truth deeply, so he does not despise her.

After thinking about it, Kemon decided to quickly sober up, let the investigation bureau know what the other party was, and then investigate the location of the other party, and predict when the other party will arrive in Whale City.

Kemon's mind flashed, and he began to synaesthesia his own body.

As the synaesthesia deepened, Kemon gradually broke through the fog, saw the blue star, and saw where he was.

A male angel with a high-brightness halo on his head is lying on the bed with a calm face.

In an instant, Kermon woke up.

Even the boundaries of the Bureau of Investigation can't stop Cthulhu's synaesthetic voyeurism.

Kemeng knows that this is synaesthesia for monomers, and only the person who is synaesthesia will feel the strongest targeting, and the rest can only feel the aftermath.

If you want to feel the "aftermath", your spiritual awareness must be very high, at least higher than the current Kemon.

The amount of psychic fruit that Kemeng took was unmatched in the Investigation Bureau, and his spiritual perception was terrifyingly high, and it was impossible to use numerical statistics to count how high Kemeng's spiritual perception was.

"Why did you wake up?" The bandaged man standing at the door felt a beam of gaze coming over, and immediately looked to the side of the bed, making eye contact with Kemon.

"I felt the other person in my dreams." Kemon said.

Dream synaesthesia! The bandage man's expression was slightly surprised, but he was not surprised when he thought about it, Kemeng was an expert in this area, and he used this method last time to lock the position of the old man of the frog club.

"Draw it and let's locate her." The bandage man walked into the room and pulled the paper from the desk.

Kemon's level of painting is limited, and while Kemon is described, the bandage man feels the appearance of the female ghost by relying on the context, and quickly paints the portrait on the paper.

"This face should be a little sharper, and the nose dye a little bit straighter...... Kermon said.

After a while, the portrait of a female ghost with a similarity of up to ninety percent was released.

"It's her." The bandage man asked.

"That's her."

"Okay, get her right away."

"By the way, she's a female ghost, ordinary people can't see it, you have to send Kochi Ling personnel, and you have to bring the right things to deal with resentful spirits."

The bandage man remembered at this time, this female ghost should not be simple, but she can interfere with the existence of "famous people's fishing rods".

"Ordinary objects shouldn't help her......" The bandage man thought intently.

"Why don't we wait for her on the spot, anyway, her goal is me."

"Well, that's fine." The bandage man nodded, and it was better to fight a prepared positional battle than to capture it in a hurry.

Later, Kermon went back to sleep.

The city scene he saw in his dream was relatively unfamiliar, it was a city that Kemon had never visited, and Kemon needed to check it repeatedly in his dream.

When Kemon fell asleep, he opened his eyes again, and saw the black ghost waiting bitterly for the evil god's instructions.

The evil god can be multitasking, and when he was a female ghost with Kemeng synaesthesia before, he also heard the report of the black ghost, but he didn't have time to respond.

Now that he was a little free, Kemon responded while having synaesthesia, "Go on." ”

As an evil god, you can't say too much with your mind.

His subordinates can't bear the information that the evil god actively emitted, the black ghost is okay, and the resistance is very strong, but he can't accept too much chaotic information, otherwise he will completely lose himself.

The black ghost understood and retreated.

The number of believers reported by the black ghost just now has exceeded hundreds of thousands of people, and with the strength of the black ghost, it is difficult to count, so I asked the adventurer to do the statistical work.

The adventurer's statistics are excellent, giving an accurate answer - a total of 1.06 million people became Cthulhu believers.

Sounds like a lot.

However, the black ghost felt that it was not strong enough.

Some adventurer believers told the Black Ghost that they had 50 million warriors join the game to participate in the experience, and 1 million people is really not much in the 50 million crowd.

The problem that caused this dilemma was that the adventurers were not emotionally invested enough to sink into the plot and not get emotional.

The Black Ghost is understaffed, and its missionary methods can only rely on the local natives to subtly influence the adventurers.

If you want to be subtle, you need them to invest in real emotions.

It is impossible to become a true Cthulhu believer without a true feeling of worship.

And this time, the black ghost came to report the process, and he was afraid that the great lord would not be satisfied and would be willing to accept the punishment.

The black ghost wandered away, it was under the control of the evil god's fear, and felt the will from the evil god, as if it meant to continue.

In other words, the gods did not blame them for their poor transformation efficiency.

After a while, the figure of the black ghost left Lalaye, and Kemon also felt the figure of the female ghost at this time.

By constantly watching, looking at the text of the city's roadside signs, remembering the names of certain intersections, etc.

After memorizing the place names of the three roadside signs, Kemon quickly returned to synaesthesia.

There are place names, you can search directly with your mobile phone, which is very convenient.

Kemon typed on the map, and in a short time he searched for the other party's city, the area outside the sixth ring road of Octopus City.

The octopus market is huge, and even Kemon hasn't completely visited it, so it's normal that there are some places you don't recognize.

Based on the voyeuristic comparison of the two dreams, Kemon calculated the speed of the other party's advance.

"At her speed, she expects to come to me tomorrow morning." Kemon said.

"Well, then you go into a dream and peep first, I'll arrange it here, and wait until tomorrow morning to kill her on the spot." The bandage man nodded, and calculated the steps of the pit with Kemon.

The first step is to re-enter Kemon's dream, and the second step is to untie the bandage man and touch Kemon's angel wings, so that Kemeng can also reduce his sense of existence together.

When Kemon's presence is zero, the female ghost may lose her purpose and lose her way.

After all, the side effects of the bandage man's presence came from zero-level things, and they were the side effects of extremely powerful items, and it was very likely to have an effect on her.

When Kemon heard this, his eyes lit up.

"That's a good idea." Kemon cocked up his fingers and gave the bandage man a thumbs up.

After a while, Kemon fell asleep again.

This time, there were no living creatures left in Lalaieri except for Kemon.

Time flows quietly in the deep sea green city.

The sleeping god in the city is following the red line of fate, peeking at the running female ghost.

She's not too fast, she's a lot slower than a car, and it's the same as the average speed of most battery car owners.

After a while, she suddenly stopped, her face confused, as if she didn't know where to go.