"Meow."

The meow of a cat sounded in Kemon's mind again.

The big-faced cat looks dead, but it is actually alive, but its mouth does not move when it meows.

Kemon looked at the white-haired cat who couldn't speak human words or make a fuss, and gave up playing.

During the self-quarantine period, Kemon used contactless delivery to spend lunch and dinner.

After taking a bath in the evening, Kemeng asked Chen Momo's Penguin, "Where are you?" Slept? ”

"I haven't slept yet." Chen Momo's avatar is a little ink stuck to white paper, and his screen name is Momo.

After two seconds, she added, "Chicken? ”

Kemon thought left and right, and didn't know how to ask the question tactfully, so he just asked again when he was playing the game.

"Eat!" Kemon replied with one word, succinctly to the point.

After a while, Kemeng and Chen Momo played a gunfight chicken mobile game in a double row, and they flew in the game.

He chatted as he drove the car, knocking out the answers he wanted.

Chen Momo and her mother are not feeling unwell and are feeling fine.

After taking his sister to eat two handfuls of chicken in a row, Chen Momo said in a soft voice: "Brother Amun, I'm going to catch up with my homework." ”

"Then you go and study hard." Kemon glanced at the time, and it was half past ten in the evening.

"Uh-huh."

The girl went offline, Kemeng also closed the game, and by the way, he logged in to the account of station B to take a look at his new evaluation video.

"[Unboxing evaluation] What is it like to use 20,000 cameras?"

Views: 23.

Coin amount 2.

Barrage 1.

Quantity of storing 0.

After reading this dismal data, Kemeng sighed lightly.

As a little UP master, it's normal for no one to look at it.

"Forget it, it's something to entertain yourself anyway." Kemon saw it and quickly picked up his mentality.

Turn off the computer, and then lock the big-faced cat in another house to prevent it from suddenly moving around at night.

After doing this, Kemon buried his head and went to sleep.

He slept quickly, and his consciousness began to blur after a while.

In his dream, he heard the gurgling sound of the sea flowing again.

He dreamed again of the giant octopus-headed tentacle monster, which was like a soul returning to its body, and flew into its body with a whoosh.

When he opened his eyes again, the green megalithic city came into his eyelids.

The insane seafood is still fighting around, rushing, biting, flicking, and the fish's eyes are red.

Kemon looked at this familiar perspective, the familiar green underwater city, the familiar seafood fight scene, even a fool understands.

His body is connected to the game world of Cthulhu, and the condition for triggering the switch may be a dream, otherwise there is no way to explain why he became the boss of the game both times.

"So, how many hours am I going to be in a daze now?"

Kemon looked at the unchanging city of Laleyer and was distressed about the next few hours.

Secretly called the system, the system panel came out, and it was still the invincible second-week final boss data.

The negative state of the Ancient God's seal is extremely eye-catching, and the body still can't move, so you can only open your eyes and look at this boring underwater world.

As a second-week boss, Mr. Ke doesn't know what he should do now.

The game has just been launched, and when players hit here, I don't know what year it will be.

In this way, Kemon looked at the bottom of the sea in a daze.

To pass the time of boredom, he began to study what species of these sea creatures were.

There are seven classifications in the classification of organisms: boundary, phylum, class, order, family, genus, and species.

After watching it for a few hours, Mr. Ke was saddened to find that he didn't know how to classify marine creatures, and he was blind to the knowledge taught to him by his middle and high school biology teachers.

It was also at this time that a low murmur sounded in Mr. Ke's ears, up and down, and his tone changed from vague to gradually clear.

"Great Cthulhu...... The Sleeping God of Lalaye...... O Old Dominator!"

It was a distant call, someone calling Him, chanting a long list of God's names.

Ke always listened to the string of voices, and his consciousness was in a trance, as if he had traveled through time and space, and saw a distant place of summoning.

It is also a poor and backward small mountain village.

Unlike the last time in the cat-faced mountain village, this time it was a group of black-robed people wearing kobold masks.

They surrounded an old and dilapidated well, surrounded by a magic circle made of some kind of fluorescent substance, and eight candles were lit on each of the eight corners of the magic array, burning with a strange green light.

A group of dog-headed masked men circled the well as if they were holding a bonfire, circling the well, muttering the name of the god of Cthulhu.

This time it's a well, and last time it's a pool...... Kemon wondered if water was necessary for the ritual of summoning himself.

It was when Kemeng's mind moved, all the black-robed people wearing dog-head masks trembled all over, and immediately knelt on their knees, slammed their foreheads on the ground, their whole bodies trembled, and they didn't dare to look up at the well, and their voices trembled:

"Great Cthulhu, we are the villagers of the kobold mountain village, recently the new adventurers have frequently invaded our kobold mountain village, and snatched a hundred kobold women in front of us, there are no more women in our village who have children, please come to the world and let the hateful adventurers become extinct!"

Kemon heard the kobold's bloody and tearful complaints, and raised an eyebrow in his heart.

It's really interesting for these players to snatch the wives of other NPCs, how they are.

Or is it a special mission for the players?

Kemeng looked at the kobold mountain village with a curious gaze, all the kobold masked people were wearing black robes, all of them were lying on the ground, and they couldn't tell who was a woman at all, and they couldn't confirm how many women there were in the kobold mountain village.

Perhaps, as they say, there is not a single woman left.

And the kobolds on the ground trembled even more, they really felt the spiritual coercion of the great terror sweeping by, and their bodies were like falling into an ice cellar.

It was as if an invisible tentacle penetrated the body, through the mask, into the ear piercings, nostrils, eyes, and mouth.

It's uncomfortable, it's so uncomfortable!

Fortunately, the coercion was only swept away, and it did not last long, otherwise they would have suffocated to death.

It was also at this time that one of the slightly larger black-robed men began to squirm, holding a small basin with both hands, rubbing his head against the floor, kneeling on the ground with his legs, alternating between left and right.

Kemeng looked at the black-robed man who held the sacrifice with both hands, and the black-robed man trembled violently.

It was this gaze that a white otherworldly character appeared on the black-robed man's head, and his consciousness automatically recited the otherworldly character silently into a meaning that Kemeng could understand:

"Kobold Priest"

Is this an elite monster?

Kemeng immediately turned his gaze to the basin in the other party's hand, which contained a small burden the size of a palm, round, and I don't know what was contained in it.

The kobold priest was already suffocating at this moment, and his body trembled violently.

Even so, he knelt forward firmly.

After a few seconds, the kobold priest knelt on the edge of the well, held up the small basin, struck his forehead against the floor, and shouted in a heart-rending voice:

"It's a little bit of caution on our part."

"I beg you to accept the sacrifices of your slaves."

With that, the basin fell into the well.

After Kemon blinked, the small mountain village sacrifice site disappeared, and what he saw was the ceiling of his house.

Once again, he came back to reality.