The results of Kemon's gnosis test reached the desk of the local director's office, and the director gasped as he watched the improvisation's impressive results.

Full score Gnostic?

This is simply a natural investigator!

In the Investigation Bureau, the vast majority of those who have a full score of gnosis become S-class members and hold the secrets of Level 0 things.

However, full gnosis is also a kind of torture, and it is very easy to die suddenly.

While the heavens have given him a super-strong spiritual awareness, it has also increased the risk to his safety.

The Director carefully reviewed Kemon's materials and found a note left by the tester: "ID-9713 has seen the seventh door, and there is a high probability that there is still room for it!" ”

If so, a score of 100 in gnosis is not a perfect evaluation of Kemon's spiritual perception ability.

After a short time, Kemon's information was uploaded to the General Bureau.

There are really too few Gnostic personnel, and there are only 15 members of the Special Affairs Investigation Bureau, which are comparable to national treasure animals as soon as they appear.

It is regrettable that some of the Gnostic personnel died halfway through and failed to grow up, but Kemon's achievements have attracted the attention of the Investigation Bureau.

In a high-rise office, the bandage man clicked the mouse and quickly watched Kemon's gnosis test process by pulling the protrusion.

The man is very calm, and he has a fast synaesthesia, and his spiritual perception is higher than his.

"You have to teach him to keep his rational approach, otherwise he will die in the investigation of the incident." The bandaged man turned his head to look at the online conference.

A man with burning hair was dissatisfied: "He is only a temporary personnel, and he has not officially joined the Investigation Bureau. ”

"Whether he joins or not, it is necessary to keep reason, otherwise once such a keen person accepts the inducement of a hidden existence, he will cause greater disasters to society." The bandage man insisted.

"In order to make the country more stable, the Gnostics must learn how to keep their sanity, and they are the ones who are most vulnerable to the attention of the hidden existence."

"Bandage makes sense, we can't just let Kemon go ahead just because he's not a full member."

"Then send him a copy." After the man with the fire on his head finished speaking, his hair stopped burning and the tips of his hair were scorched black.

Meanwhile.

Kemon received his own uniform, two sets of civilian clothes, and two sets of soldiers' uniforms.

There are many styles of casual clothes, you can choose your own, Kemeng picked two shirts, black jeans, and two trench coats.

The soldier's uniform is a uniform style of clothing, with many pockets, a small vest that can hold many things, and a belt.

Kemon thought that the official uniform was a black suit, but he didn't expect that the reality was different from what he imagined, and the uniform was a daily uniform and a military uniform.

"When our investigators are usually active in the city, casual clothes are our daily clothes, which are not eye-catching and convenient for movement."

"The environment in the special field may be more complicated, and the combat applicability of military uniforms is better, so you need to wear military uniforms to fight at that time." Captain Luo explained.

These garments have a self-cleaning function and a slight self-healing function, so they don't need to be changed, which is very convenient.

After Kemon put on civilian clothes, the martial arts coach also went to the Investigation Bureau, just in time to train Kemon in martial arts.

The glutinous rice balls are guided by professional analysts to exert its stronger combat effectiveness.

However, Tangyuan has not yet learned the lingua franca of Koi Island, and needs Kemeng to be the microphone to speak, which is a bit troublesome, but it is not very difficult, just make full use of the time.

After a full day of training, Kemon returned to the second floor of his house, saw the water dispenser, and the desire to drink water rose slowly.

At the Investigation Bureau, he tried his best to resist the desire to drink water, and only drank water four times along the way, and when he returned home, his desire to drink water increased infinitely.

Grunt.

Raising his head and drinking half a bottle of water, the resistance increases by 0.1 again.

Resistance increased to 10.0!

10 points of resistance seemed to be a watershed, and that feeling of thirst was a little lighter.

But even if it was a little lighter, it was difficult to resist, especially when taking a shower, and countless streams of water slid past him, and Kemeng almost wanted to put his mouth on the shower and drink it.

Fortunately, he held back.

Because of this inhuman torture, he didn't take the initiative to drink water to quench his hunger after taking a bath, and a new word popped up in the system: "Increase resistance by 0.5."

Endurance increases resistance more than drinking water!

This fits well with the definition of resistance, and people have to resist to improve resistance.

The principle that drinking water can increase resistance is because Kemon relieves a state of "thirst" and breaks mental interference, so the resistance is +0.1.

It was late at night, and Kemeng was tired all day, so sleepy that he threw himself into bed and slept.

Thirst can't prevent him from sleeping, and when a person is sleepy, he can really sleep when he sees the bed.

Grunt.

The sound of the sea sounding in his ears, and Kémon opened his eyes to the familiar city of Lalaye.

Giant stone pillars levitate above the stone city, and the strange carvings are full of chaos and madness.

There were some new faces in Lalaye, all of them with a level of 999, and when they saw Mr. Ke wake up, they immediately fell into madness.

A rotten, dark black ghost flew out of the seafood pile and respectfully stopped in front of Kermon, reporting to him the latest information on the land.

In that human town, adventurers disappeared en masse and suddenly returned.

The Black Ghost tried to infiltrate them, but the results were slow, and they were very interested in worshipping Cthulhu, but too few people actually developed a belief in worship.

To put it simply, it is a group of Erwu boys, who worship on the surface, but have no faith in their hearts.

Fortunately, the Ghost Apostles are experienced enough to finally train eight fanatical believers and teach them how to summon the great Cthulhu.

Originally, they didn't have enough space-time stone powder, but those adventurers who were not fanatical believers were very enthusiastic and used internal crowdfunding to raise a sufficient amount of space-time stone powder to hold the first sacrifice ceremony yesterday.

Unfortunately, at that time, Mr. Ke was asleep, and the summoning ceremony failed.

Kemon was shocked when he heard the report of the Black Ghost.

It turns out that the player has already summoned Mr. Kemon, and Kemon feels very sorry when he thinks of this, and actually misses a wave of sacrifices from the player.

What will be the sacrifice of the player?

Kemon was curious.

Yesterday there was a summoning, and tonight the Ghost Apostle will report to Llalaye.

Judging by the intelligence of the Black Ghost, the Novice Village is not very far from the Deep Sea Lalaye.

Kemon looked over the deep sea, the water was so deep that he couldn't see where the ceiling was.

There is an enchantment in the city of Laleye, and what is outside the barrier will become blurred, and Kemon has no way of knowing how deep it is.

After the black ghost finished reporting, he left slowly.

On land, the eight players began planning a second round of summoning rituals.

"We need Spacestone Powder to summon the great Cthulhu!" Player "Liu Siting" wears a plain black robe that covers her charming long purple hair, and wears a stone mask carved by herself.

Her voice was hoarse, and she spoke with some kind of morbid laughter, which was very penetrating.

In front of Liu Siting, the leader of the team leader of the General Scientific Research Institute looked at her mask and dress, and said with a gloomy face: "Take off the mask and speak." ”

Liu Siting took off her mask, her eyes were red, and the whites of her eyes were bloodshot.

"Team leader, I need space-time stone powder." Liu Siting had a straight face, the corners of her mouth were not curled, but she made a hoarse and hideous sound.

"You're not in a good state, stop working and go back to rest." The team leader looked at each other's faces, her face full of madness.

This is not the mental state that a scientific researcher should have, he can assure.