Kemeng shouted Tangyuan, and the dog immediately chased after him.

Kemon circled around the other large crushed ice cubes, chose a concave side that was not smooth, patted it with a scarf, and tucked the items into the storage scarf.

After waiting for half a second, the item did not fall out.

Seeing this, Shi Lao showed an inquiring expression.

"The scarf had a slit and slipped out." Kemon said embarrassedly.

Kemon's storage scarves are not 100% airtight, there are plenty of space gaps through which items will slip out, but this is rare, as only living creatures will run around, and stationary items will not slip out on their own.

"Then I'll pack a few too, lest you drop something halfway." Shi Lao understood in seconds, and then helped Kemeng load a few pieces of broken ice.

These crushed ice cubes are very heavy, and if you are a storage item calculated in weight, I am afraid that there will not be many of them.

After packing a few, the two left Iceland.

The piece of broken ice that slipped away was later collected by Shi Lao and did not let go.

After boarding the battleship, the sea water pushes the battleship to accelerate forward, increasing the speed of the water, coupled with the thrust of the battleship itself, riding the wind and waves all the way.

The desert island is drier than Kemon imagined, and when you step on the sand, there is so little moisture in the air that it seems that no moisture can float in.

By the way, the whole world is not a place with a round sky.

According to Diping's feelings, the ground under his feet is spherical, that is, the structure of the planet.

The sky is always in daylight, and Kemon needs to leave tools to observe the sky, at least for a period of observation to know if the sky is beyond the universe or the void.

Kemon walked all the way to the location of the ruins, where countless ancient buildings made of stone walls were scattered everywhere, the walls were broken and lifeless.

The most striking stone wall is in the middle of the complex, and it has many strange symbols carved into it, but the brutal giant scratches have crossed them all out, making it difficult to make out what the text is based on.

Kemon stood under the wall, and a wonderful feeling came over him.

But the feeling was shattered, as if something had forcibly annihilated it, causing Kermon to feel the full message.

"Something seems to have chopped off the middle, leaving only the head and tail." Shi Lao expressed his feelings at this time.

He sensed some kind of intense emotion, but because the information on this wall was artificially erased, he didn't feel anything, he couldn't empathize, so it couldn't affect him.

"Me too." Kemon felt it for ten minutes, and there was no way to hold this wall for the time being.

Maybe Cthulhu can sense it, Kremon thought.

But Kemon is not in a hurry, let's take a walk around here first, maybe there is a door left by them.

Kemon thought about it, if the people of the Gate Organization want to evacuate, they must leave through the door, and there is a good chance that their door will be left here.

The ancient buildings here are all over the place, every house made of stones has been baptized by the wind and sand, and the air is unusually dry, which makes Kemeng have a sign of hallucination.

Visiting a few sand and stone houses, touching everywhere, the feeling of hallucinatory omens is getting heavier and heavier, as if something is about to break out of the ground.

Each time I find one, the feeling deepens a little.

By the time Kemon had finished shopping through all the houses, the inflated hallucination finally erupted, and a scene from the past flashed before his eyes.

A group of human-like people, dressed in airtight white robes and white gauze hats, entered and exited the stone house.

There are people who worship something on the walls and babble on their mouths.

Kemon stared sharply, intensifying synaesthesia, focusing on the stone wall.

Something strange happened, the stone wall was not visible at all, as if every line had been scraped off by an invisible carving knife.

The deep scratches are incompatible with the picture of the past, as if the scratches came from the modern era, and the stone walls of the past were not scratched off the font, and it was the scratches of the future that affected the picture of the past.

What kind of power is this, Kemeng admired in his heart, and he was also more vigilant.

The door organization deliberately eliminated the information on the wall, so that the latecomers could not know what was written on the wall, and the means were very powerful.

This is not an organization like the Frog Society and the Blood Clan that does not have crisis prevention methods, maybe it is several times stronger than the Shadow Stream.

The illusion of peeping disappeared at this point.

"Kemon, I just seemed to see something, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if I saw some people, and I didn't recognize their faces." Shi Lao came over, and the people with high spirituality were not only Kemeng, but Shi Lao's spirituality was also quite high.

Of course, compared with Kemon, the gap is still a bit big.

Kemeng recounted to Shi Lao what he had just seen and his own feelings.

Shi Lao was silent for a few seconds after hearing this, and said slowly: "The things that used items to affect the past should not exist, and it may be that the items for synaesthesia have had an effect." ”

Influencing the past involves the paradox of time, and Shi Lao categorically will not agree with the paradox of time, because if you change the past, you and Kemeng may also disappear.

A change in time can trigger a butterfly effect that can turn the whole world upside down.

Shi Lao is still alive, and he believes that the Gate Organization has not changed its ability to change the past, and the Gate Organization may forcibly erase the information emitted by the stone wall.

"By the way, use your big-faced cat to see what it is." Shi Lao remembered that Kemeng still had an S-class item on his body.

After that, Shi Lao shook out all the broken ice cubes and put them on the sandy ground, waiting for the big-faced cat to identify.

Kemeng took out the big-faced cat from the storage scarf, and the big-faced cat fell to the ground, still with a fixed expression that had not changed for thousands of years, and looked up to the sky in a daze at a forty-five-degree angle.

Ke Meng stared into its eyes, Shi Lao also came over curiously to make up, in the face of this S-level creature, many S-level powerhouses in the bureau have not experienced it, although Shi Lao has experienced it, but the number of times is very small.

With fifteen seconds after fixation.

Both of them have strange knowledge in their brains at the same time.

"The Broken Wall"

"Whispers from the depths of the starry sky are recorded on the wall, but the source of information recorded on the wall has been destroyed, and outsiders can no longer synaesthesia any information through this wall."

This was followed by another item.

"The Composition of an Ice Sculpture"

"Originated from a sculpture, with a belief that strengthens reason, is now impossible to combine."

The big-faced cat gave very little information, but it was very helpful.

At the very least, it reminded Kemon of an item that pressed the bottom of the box - repair fluid!

In the early days, Kemon had obtained a clay pot repair solution from the devotees, and later used a magnifying lamp to zoom in until the bulb could magnify to the limit, and then the clay pot was pressed to the bottom of the box by Kemon, and it was rarely used.

The main thing is that Kemon didn't encounter anything that needed to be repaired urgently, and now he got the word destruction from the big-faced cat, and then he remembered the repair liquid.

"I've got a way."

"What's the solution?"

"Repair fluid."

Kemon said, pulling out the clay pot at the bottom of the box from his storage scarf.

When the seal of the jar was lifted, the waves inside shook like thunder, as if it were thundering.