Chapter 421: Immersive Synaesthesia
A short online meeting was held at the General Headquarters.
Although Koi City is now in ruins, the rescue work has been completed with the efforts of the investigators, and the bigwigs are finally free to participate in the online conference.
"This time, I'm here to tell you that the group number of the House of Shadow Stream does not exist on the Internet, and we decided to use that group number to create a House of Shadow Stream, maybe we can break into the enemy's interior." The man on fire said.
Now that the bandage man is not in the conference room, he has lost his memory and recently yelled that the Bureau of Investigation was abusing him.
Everyone felt strange when they saw that the bandage man was not present.
"So, what's the risk?"
"I don't know." Kemon replied.
A sentence that made everyone fall into deep thought.
There should be a risk, and the deacon of the Shadow Flow reported that the group number of the Shadow Flow House died violently, indicating that it has side effects, and those in the know seem to be unable to announce the group number casually.
When everyone talked about this topic, they didn't say the number and number of the group number, and everyone used "group number" as the abbreviation.
"This kind of thing, no matter how you look at it, can only be carried out by the cyber beast, which means that if there is a price, it will also be borne by the cyber beast, is that so?" Asked.
"Theoretically, that's so." The cyber beast was also listening to the meeting and spoke through a speaker.
"Although I am not kind to what I say, in order to find out the enemy's situation, I agree."
"I agree, but I don't deny that I'm a little selfish either." Another big guy agreed.
People are selfish, and if there are people who are not selfish, then it is difficult for Chemon to imagine who such a person is.
Can that kind of character really lead Koi Island to prosperity and strength?
In short, people who sit in the position of S-level bosses have more or less personal ideas in their thoughts.
But they are honest enough to say that they have selfish thoughts.
The divine beast also knew the risks involved, and after thinking rationally, it planned to take a risk.
Kemon didn't know what kind of thought process the cyber beast had gone through, but in short, it was going to create a group.
The man on fire took a notebook and put it in the conference hall and watched it live to create a group.
Genesis is a data-level thing, which Kemon and others can't see, but it can transform data results into a visual interface.
Of course, the premise is that the cyber beast did not have an accident, and if something happened, then Kemeng didn't know what the consequences were.
It first obtains the permission of the general background of the penguin group, and then uses the administrator permission to create a group with a fixed number.
In terms of the choice of the number of people in the group, the network beast hesitated.
This is the backstage group, which can set up a group of 2,000 people, or a group of 5,000 people, or a group of 500 people.
The beast couldn't make up its mind, and asked Kemon through the computer.
Kemon said a little wait, closed his eyes, and silently felt how the deacon felt before he died.
The moment he said the full group number, in the dark, something power swelled out of his body.
This kind of power should be related to the group.
Just silently reflect on that feeling, and then think about what the number of people in the crowd is.
Is it 5,000 people, or 2,000 people, or 1,000 people, 500 people?
The more Kemeng thought about it, the less he thought about it, and the madness that came back to his mind.
Resistance power is surging in his body, but this time Kemon tells him not to move.
Kemon wants to borrow this crazy feeling to bring synaesthesia closer to the original.
Ten minutes later.
Kemeng slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot, and his mind was full of crazy thoughts.
These thoughts are the after-effects of that night, although there is a resistance to clean up, but once Kemon takes the initiative to fantasize and take the initiative to lead, it will revive in Kemon's body.
Kemon knew that this was a physical residue, not a mental residue.
When he fell asleep, the evil god's will had eliminated the unknown remnants of his spirit, but the remnants of his body had not been cleaned up, and the evil god was located in the game, so it naturally could not affect Kemon's body.
The fire-rising man next to him was startled, feeling that Kemeng's aura had changed greatly, as if there was a smell of madness.
"Kemon, Kemon!" The man on fire screamed, for fear that Kemon would go crazy.
"Quiet." Kemon opened his mouth, his voice slightly hoarse, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Kemon is trying to restrain those crazy thoughts, they are so crazy that they dare to kill their companions, such thoughts are never allowed.
Instead of relying on the power of resistance, Kemon is suppressing his thoughts with his own reason to keep himself from going crazy.
In this way, Kemon can feel the spiritual power that is active in his body.
The crazier you are, the higher your spirituality!
At the same time, Kemon accepted the power from the spiritual pollution, and the synchronization rate of the synaesthesia shadow stream house increased several times.
Although I don't want to admit it, but that's the way it is, and it seems easier for a madman to get a glimpse of hidden intelligence.
This reminds Kemon of Professor Li Shen of Orange Star, half crazy and half rational, who always seems to be able to catch some key points.
Kemon followed his feelings and typed three numbers on the keyboard - "500!" ”
A crowd of 500 people!
After typing this line, Kemeng sweated on his head, and he seemed to have a hallucination in front of him.
The number "251/500" pops up and lines of text pop up in the penguin colony.
What was written in those words, Kemon squinted his bloodshot eyes, trying to improve his concentration, but he saw a blurry mass of words, not real enough.
If you have synaesthesia in a dream, what will it be?
I'm afraid it won't go too well, with the big filter membrane of the blue star in the way, the evil god can only have a rough synaesthesia, and once he wants to observe it carefully, he will be disturbed by blurring.
Now, with the help of madness, Kemon has greatly improved his spiritual perception and the synchronization rate of the synaesthesia shadow flow house, and the synaesthesia effect is comparable to the synaesthesia of the evil god hindered by the blue star.
Kemon covered his other eye with his hand and glared at the other eye wide.
When the fiery man on the side saw it, he only felt that Kemeng's behavior was full of middle and second atmosphere, which was unreasonable.
"Don't you really need to rest?"
"I see ......," Kemon muttered.
"What?" The voice was too hoarse, and the man on fire couldn't really hear it, so he leaned over with his ear.
"@全体成员, Deacon Zhang was approached by the Investigation Bureau in Koi Island...... "Kemeng muttered.
"Ahh The fiery man suddenly straightened his attitude, and his eyes became sharp.
This passage is obviously not Kemon's style, but the group management or the group leader's speech.
Group members may also post such words, but group members obviously do not have the right to @ all members, coupled with Kemon's strange appearance, the possibility of being an administrator or group owner is infinitely higher.
"Did you see the chat history of the Shadow Stream House?" The flaming man speculated.
"Evacuate the koi ......," Kemon muttered again, his eyes widening.
Halfway through the mutter, Kemon realized something, closed his eyes again, shook his head, and said, "No, this is the chat screen of the past, not the present." ”
At this time, the man on fire noticed that a drop of blood-colored liquid was spilling out of the corner of Kemon's right eye.