With this in mind, Kemon entered the little dark room again.

The small black house has been moved by the demolition team to a special field in Whale City, which happens to be the community where Kemeng lives, and will not affect ordinary people.

The original plan was to move to Koi City, but the small black house could not fit in the storage props, and the demolition captain was also suffering side effects when lifting the house, so he had to put the house in the suburbs.

After Kemeng entered the small black room, he did not directly code words, but opened the computer files and looked through the documents inside.

As expected, there were documents left by the original owner.

Game files, manuscript files, local music files, etc., a codeword house has things, basically in the computer.

Kemon looked at the original owner's manuscript and found that the latest manuscript was created on the day the little black house was born.

Click on the last manuscript, the manuscript is only halfway written, and the original owner has not finished it.

At the end of the manuscript, there is a large number of unquestionable words, every word of which Kemon can understand, but when they are all together, he cannot read them.

Kemeng thought about it for a moment and read it directly from the text.

The sound of gurgling echoed through the room, and the darkness outside the window showed signs of swelling.

Kemeng's eyes were in a trance, and he saw the past picture of someone with dark circles under his eyes and constantly coding words.

The man owed a hundred more, and vowed to be driven out within three days.

Three days later, the words were finished, but the man's mental state was getting worse and worse, as if he was stunned, muttering to himself on the laptop, tapping his fingers on the keyboard, and writing words of unknown meaning.

Kemon watched intently, suspecting that the other party was under the influence of a hidden existence, and his mental state was very dangerous, and he heard something that he shouldn't have heard.

Kemeng's spirituality diverged, while perceiving, he clicked on the document, touched the keyboard with both hands, and imitated word by word according to the order of the original owner's codewords, restoring the scene at that time with his body.

Gradually, there was some kind of hidden murmur in Kemon's ears, it was a seductive sound, obviously without specific meaning, but it made Kemeng's heart pound.

Of course, Kemon deliberately did not let the resistance force resist this mental interference, and personally experienced the collapse of the other party.

Kemon listened for a while, and felt his head swell, as if it was about to burst.

Fine sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, and Kemeng knew that he couldn't wait any longer, so he mobilized the resistance power in his body to resist this mental interference.

In an instant, Kemon's mind seemed to be washed by ice water, and he calmed down instantly.

The unknown muttering could no longer tempt Kemon, who listened for a while, and the auditory hallucinations quietly ended.

Kemon once again typed on the keyboard in the order of the original tenant's codewords, restoring the scene at that time.

The murmur in his ears sounded again, tempting him over and over again to accept their power and have a new life.

"Whose power is it received?" Kemon muttered to himself.

A vague image, rising in Kemon's mind, has no name, and the concept is very vague.

"How do I accept your power?" Kemon asked again, his consciousness extremely clear and his tone calm.

He is not like a human being who loses himself in search of strength, but like a successful person with clear goals and strong execution.

When Kemon's inquiry fell, the voice did not reply,

Kemon waited for a while, and then re-coded it in order, recreating the scene at that time.

The demagogic voice did not disappear, and continued to invade Kemon's mind, and Kemon concocted the same method, bearing the bewitchment of the voice, and asking the other party how to accept that ability.

The voice was silent again.

It's as if there is no such function.

Kemon didn't quite understand whether the other party's strength was crippled and he couldn't respond to the requests of outsiders.

Historically, the hidden beings have spread their voices in this form, requiring a human response to them, yet they have the opportunity to choose to give their power to the past.

But Kemon did not receive any feedback on this wave of responses, as if Kemon's request was stuck.

Could it be that the little black house is stuck in that request, Kemeng doesn't know, no matter, let's finish the code first.

After a long period of time, 40,000 words were coded by Kemon.

Kemon came out of the little black house and learned about the cause of death of the original owner of the little black house.

"How's it going, have you found the body of the tenant on the second floor?" Someone asked.

"I haven't found him, but I know how he died." Kemon shook his head, his mind clear.

"How did you die?"

"Staying up too late, being stressed, being too mentally fragile, and being invaded by a voice that exists secretly." Kemunping recounted.

Everyone suddenly said, "I see." ”

"I thought it was a simple human mutation, but it turned out that there was a hidden existence behind the scenes."

Kemeng didn't say much, and after having clues, he directly took out the isolation room, put the white sugar and Shirley outside the door as a doorman, and then Kemeng went into the house to sleep, and Tang Yuan guarded the inner room.

In the dream, Lallaiyah was silent.

One by one, the players are brave and unmatched, leveling up in the wild.

High-level monsters rarely harass players anymore, as monsters have received the Black Ghost's latest course of action - unblocking!

In order to unseal it, they need to do everything they can to find things related to the Old Gods, or find some things that are outdated or ancient creatures that have been sealed, they may have witnessed the age of Cthulhu being sealed, and they may know which Old God sealed Cthulhu.

As Kermon uses synaesthesia to monitor the progress of the monsters' search, he himself is at the last of the author's voice of synaesthesia's sudden death.

I don't know who that voice came from, but since Kemeng heard it and felt it a few times with his body, he naturally wouldn't let the other party go.

Blue Star is full of disasters and difficulties, and it can't be allowed to add fuel to the fire of those hidden existences.

If one is found, one will be eliminated, this is the course of action of Kemon in the future.

After a while, Kemon gradually felt according to the impression he had sketched in his head, and the faint voice.

A blue planet, in front of you, is the mother planet.

Skipping the large filter membrane of the Blue Star and entering the Blue Star Realm, Kemeng's consciousness drifted, and he seemed to see a large bar in an unknown special field in a certain land.

In the center of the bar is not a song stage, but a small blood pool, about four square meters in size, with a humanoid statue standing in the middle.

It has strong muscles, a perfect body, a handsome face, and just two long fangs on its teeth, which are impressive.

A group of young and beautiful men and women dressed in luxurious clothes walked around the bar casually, drinking and chatting and smiling.

Not a single person looked at the statue of the pool of blood, as if it didn't exist.

Who's this?

A question crossed his mind, but soon he had an answer, for the cups in the hands of the humans were filled with blood.