The barren mountain after the bombing is full of dead air, but the mountain is full of new vitality, and the two auras coexist, blending with each other and chaotic together.

In time, there is a risk that the dead will be buried, and the newborn will take the place of the hill.

What Kemon has to do now is ignore the new vitality and feel the perception behind the dead breath with all his might.

The further you go, the thicker the dead air.

But when he came to a point, the dead air suddenly dropped by another point.

Kemon took a step back and stood firmly on a piece of dark soil.

"What's wrong, Amon?" Luo Yuan also stopped and looked around vigilantly.

There are guards on this hill, and there are some other groups of investigation teams, who have all looked at it when they heard it, and quietly touched it.

Not for anything else, just to see what the Gnostic boss has to do.

It is a rare thing to be full of gnosis in these years, although the investigation bureau can make more than 90 people step into the level of full gnosis after having the spirit fruit, but there are not many people who dare to eat the spirit fruit of high gnosis, they all know the preciousness of their lives, and they will not risk eating the fruit.

It's hard enough to just be alive, so why bother to improve gnosis.

At present, only low-level gnosis personnel want to eat the spirit fruit, and high-level gnostic personnel have no idea of trying it.

"It's lifeless here, and it's probably the source of the vampire bat." Kemon closed his eyes, squatted down and touched the scorched earth, his hands stained with black powder.

Emptying his brain and feeling the aura of this place, Kemon vaguely saw the flashes of artillery, the flames, the heat, and the burning vitality.

These images were perceived by Kemeng when he watched the live broadcast, and now he senses a new breath, which is the taste of jealousy.

Jealousy is burning, being burned madly.

Have they burned out?

Kemeng's eyebrows tightened slightly, and there was an illusory burning sound in his ears, which became louder and louder.

Life burns, the fire of jealousy burns brighter and brighter, and the two combine to give birth to another emotion—disgust.

The perception is interrupted at this point, and the on-site environment is destroyed beyond recognition, even if the Kemeng synaesthesia method is strong, it is powerless.

"How?" Luo Yuan asked.

The others listened intently and sneaked closer, wondering what the Gnostic boss was feeling.

"Jealousy is burned, but when it burns, disgust is born...... "Kemon is also uncertain.

"Aren't there any whispers of confusion?" Cheng Le, who was on the same team, asked.

"Huh? Think about it. Kemon frowned.

Yes, he missed one of the biggest suspicions, and that was the confusing information left behind by the secret existence.

Even jealousy can be perceived when it is burned, and the chaotic information left by the hidden existence is there.

"Nope." Kemon shook his head again.

But in order to ensure that there is no leakage, he still stands in place and feels quietly.

There is no new synaesthesia, it is too difficult to perceive.

"I need last night's recording, which of you has it?" Kemon asked.

Luo Yuan made a gesture, called the Investigation Bureau, and brought a recording file over.

"No, I want the original recording, and the copy is not authentic." Kemon shook his head.

Everyone looked at each other and could only wait.

After a while, Di Ping arrived at the top of the mountain in a helicopter.

Captain Di had already fallen asleep, but he was woken up in the middle of his sleep, and specially sent a memory module, which contained the original recording file, that is, the first-hand recording file.

Last night's live broadcast had an unstable signal, but the recording equipment in the white sphere was unaffected, recording both the explosion and the ambient sound.

"Amon, be careful, if you are kidnapped, wink at me, and I promise to slap you in the face." Di Ping half-jokingly handed out a monitor headphone.

"I will." Kemon nodded, and handed the rational transcript to Dippin, who decided whether to slap Kemon in the face or not.

Put on the monitoring headphones, tune to the time period when the bats are born, and there is a snapping sound in the headphones.

The crackling sound was dense, it was the sound of a bat flapping its wings, and the ultrasound waves emitted by the bat as it flew.

The Bureau's professional recording equipment can record ultrasound, but the frequency of sound waves that can be heard by a person is between 20 hertz and 20,000 hertz, and ultrasound waves are higher than 20,000 hertz.

Ordinary people can't hear ultrasound, but Kemon is a member of the full gnostics, born with a high sixth sense, and vaguely feels the sound formed by the convergence of ultrasound.

Hoarse, chaotic, jealous, and sinister voices suddenly appeared.

It's so secretive that if you don't listen to the original audio from a characteristic point, you may not be able to hear the whispers of evil clearly.

Those evil whispers are very fragmented, slurred, and confused, and they are by no means the official lingua franca of Koi Island, but a language that has never been heard and is close to Koi language.

Listening to this manic and evil words, Kemon's body gradually became irritable, and some inexplicable emotion rose, both jealous and cynical, eager to have great power to destroy those superior people.

"Destruction, destruction, destruction......"

"Social injustice, differences between people, as long as there is power, can all be destroyed, and the world is ...... the same"

"Accept me...... You're going to be stronger......"

The evil words took root in Kemon's heart, and he couldn't understand them at first, but the power of words conveyed the evil thoughts, and he understood them even if he didn't understand them. The murmurs in his ears became more and more excited, and Kemon's body became active.

From the outside world, Kemon's eyebrows were constricting, exuding a strange temperament, and I don't know if Kemon heard the chaotic words.

"That's not right." Kemon said in his heart, a word that negates the demagogy of evil whispers.

Invisible power pours out of Kemon's body, suppressing the influence of evil and restoring most of his sanity.

The chaotic whispers came to an abrupt end, and only explosions remained in the headphones.

He opened his eyes, took the rational manuscript in Diping's hand, and opened the book to read the words quickly.

The brain cooled down instantly, and the manic body also cooled down, entering the mode of a sage with no desires.

"Resistance +0.1"

The system is present, and Kemon successfully resists a wave of mental interference.

"How?" Everyone looked at Kemon, scratching their ears and cheeks, very anxious.

"I heard an evil voice." Kemeng took a deep breath and was about to elaborate on the contents, when both Di Ping and Luo Yuan made a silencing gesture.

"Secret information can't be said, go back to the bureau and talk about it in the Holy Light Pool." Di Ping said solemnly.

"Okay." Kemon stopped talking.

Kemon rested for a few minutes and continued to listen to the monitor headphones at the point of origin, feeling the chaotic whispering.

This time the chaotic whispers were still there, but the voice was a little weaker, not so loud.

Failing to bewitch Kemon just now, the hidden power contained in the bat ultrasound seemed to weaken every time it was activated.

Kemeng concocted resistance in the same way, and after resisting the past, he glanced at the rational manuscript and restored rationality as soon as possible.

Rational transcription can calm people, and although they will become calm after reading long, Kemon believes in resistance to resist this effect.