"Yes, I'll do it myself." Kemon admitted.

Kemon had learned Orange Star in his dreams, and his accent was fairly standard, which was not particularly strange.

In addition, it is more difficult for an eleventh level player to hang in the twentieth wild area, which is more difficult in the eyes of ordinary people, but Kemeng feels that anyone who is a little good at playing can do it, which is not surprising.

"Anyway, there are very few players in the novice area anymore." Kemeng was looking for something to talk about, and he was slowly getting familiar with the feeling of speaking in Orange Star, "Are there only two of you, so leveling will be very slow." ”

"We have a support team, but they haven't gone live yet." The twins smiled and introduced themselves, "My name is Nina, and she's Nala. ”

The short-haired girl is called Nina, the older sister of the duo, and Nina keeps her mouth closed and doesn't talk much, and she doesn't look expressionless.

The main players of Orange Star have basically risen to hundreds of levels, and there are only a very few people left who have not entered the game, and it is difficult to meet one.

Kemon didn't expect to meet such a rare player, and through synaesthesia, Kemon could vaguely see the historical phantom of their leveling here.

The whirring wind blew by, as if someone was calling.

The expressions of the two twin girls did not change, as if they did not hear that kind of voice.

"Did you hear anything?" Kemon asked suddenly.

"No, why do you ask?" Nala wondered.

Kemon looked at the taciturn Nina, and the lovely Nina shook her head, pursed her lips and did not speak.

"That's fine, it's okay if you can't hear it."

Kemon realized that this was an extremely hidden sound, and that his spirituality was too high, and he heard a sound that ordinary people couldn't hear, and normal players couldn't hear it.

In addition, Kemon also thought of another thing.

Players' spiritual perception is generally not high, and there is no way to cultivate spirituality, so it is difficult to hear those sounds, unless the bewitching sound is placed at a sound frequency that humans can hear.

"This is the beginner's area, there won't be any Cthulhu followers." The two twins also understood what Kemon meant.

Kemon is not referring to the demagogy of the Cthulhu followers, but there is no need to explain.

The call in the environment comes from another unknown being, possibly related to the first week boss, and intuitively.

"It's a good thing that I can't hear it, anyway, I went offline first." Kemon clicks the offline button.

The 10-second countdown to the offline begins.

"Let's make a friend." Nala sent out a request to be a friend in person.

"Hey, why is your ID name so weird, what is the meaning of the word?" Nala wondered, seeing that Kemon's ID name was very strange and she couldn't understand it at all.

"My own handwritten name." Kemon clicked the agree button and added the IDs of both sisters to her friends list.

A few seconds later, Kemon's body vanished in front of the campfire.

The two sisters sat on the lawn, two pairs of tender little hands holding each other's palms, their fingers together, looking at each other.

"What a weirdo." My sister complained expressionlessly.

"What is the pronunciation of this person's name, sister, do you know?"

My sister shook her head and didn't speak, but she was smart.

I saw Nina copy Kemon's name and send it to her sister's chat box, and then use the system voice playback function.

The system reads: "Amon." ”

Nina clicks on the automatic translation, and the unintelligible text is automatically translated into orange star text.

"Amon." Nina muttered.

"Amon." My sister read in a brisk voice.

After reading it, my sister smiled: "It's quite easy to read, you say yes, sister." ”

The two didn't suspect Kemon, after all, the game has all kinds of weird races and never-before-heard languages, and the fact that Amun's scribbled words can be translated by the system shows that they are useful words.

Whew.

The breeze blew through the grass, through the leaves, in a circle, in the direction of the fire.

The shadows of the night covered the earth, and the nocturnal animals opened their eyes, raised their legs, and lightly touched their feet, with light in their eyes and their noses lightly, and smelled the scent of three people.

The black ocelot was like a calm hunter, silent, and cautiously poked its head out of the grass.

The level 25 ocelot was stunned for a moment, the fire in front of him had been extinguished, and there were only three small sunken grass pits on the lawn, and the smell of humans was blown away by the wind.

……

Kemeng opened his eyes and saw the golden dog-haired face of the dog's rice balls, and the whole dog was sitting on him.

Kemon first pulled out the virtual game helmet and pulled out bright red blood with long needles.

The alien researcher turned around when he heard the commotion, saw the blood-stained virtual game helmet, and then looked at Kemon's head, red blood running down his hair to his cheeks and neck.

"Door Master, your ...... Is the brain okay? The Wasteland Director asked in a trembling voice.

Kemon shook his head, shaking off a small portion of the blood.

The brain began to regenerate in overdrive when the needle was removed, and Kemon calmed down: "It's okay, I'm fine." ”

Walking to the dashboard, the brainwave recording was interrupted when the helmet was removed, but the brainwave was left in front for more than ten hours.

The time multiplier of that game is one to one, and one hour equals one hour.

Kemon hasn't tried to sleep deep in the game, and besides, that game doesn't have a deep sleep feature, which is only available in other games.

"If you develop a deep sleep skill in the game, I don't know if you can shorten your sleep time." Kemon took into account another thing.

Kemon clicked the mouse and observed his own brainwave recordings.

The brainwaves are intense at first, that is, intense when they enter the game, and then they become flat.

During that time, it was probably the soul piercing, and the spirituality and resistance were all brought over.

There was a period in the middle that became intense again, and Kemon estimated the time, which should be the point in time when he created his own meditation technique, and gained an absolute sense of realism.

Finally, there is a period of time when the brain waves fluctuate slightly, which is the time point before exiting.

"When you meet a player, your brain will also have unquiet fluctuations, I see." Kemon said in his heart.

Turning around, he asked the scientists again for their opinions.

Allogeneous scientists are biological experts who specialize in genetics and have a little involvement in brain waves, often observing the frequency of brain waves when organisms mutate.

"Lord Kemen, when your brain waves are violent, you should be experiencing something very incredible, or it may be that the silver needle stimulates your brain and produces some kind of superpower." Alien scientists are serious nonsense.

Kemon didn't say anything about the virtual game, and when he developed this thing, he only said that it was a helmet that stimulates the brain and develops mysterious memory blocks.

After discussing it for a while, Kemon had a general idea of how his brain waves were changing.

"Alright, you all rest, or do your own research." Kemon said.

The people of the Wasteland Research Institute can't leave the Institute, and the Golden Gate Lord did a good job of secrecy when designing this place.

Kemon has moved the virtual helmet, game box, brainwave analysis tools, and other items into the storage props, and will not leave them here.