There is too much dense information, and the headphones have reached the upper limit, so they can't classify these sounds well, so they can only be pushed in one go.

Listening to these voices, it was as if he heard the mournful screams of life being evaporated by the heat, and countless lives were lost as a result.

When there is less anger, they are transformed into dead air.

Was the missile bombardment right, Kemon did not know, he could not answer.

The signal in the live broadcast room has become unstable, although they are protected by white balls, and the shock wave and high temperature cannot erode them, but the wireless signal is affected.

The bombardment lasted several minutes, and it took a few minutes for the interrupted signal to return.

"We're alive, no one is crazy." After the live broadcast room was restored, Di Ping's first sentence stabilized the morale of the army, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now we are waiting for military drones to reconnoiter whether there are bats on the mountain, although they have mutated, but their bodies have not yet escaped the physical limits of carbon-based creatures."

With that, Dipping once again tested a cage of mice, concocted it into a jealous object, and threw a white ball.

Outside the white sphere, there was a thick smoke of gunpowder, and the flames burned the remaining materials, and the environment was very harsh.

As soon as the mouse was thrown, it began to squeak, which was scalded by the heat of the environment.

However, the jealousy in the rat has not diminished in the slightest, and it is still very strong.

Dipping flashlights and takes a camera to film the mice, hoping that no bats will suck their blood.

After waiting for a while, the bat did not appear.

In the vicinity of the mountain, the army sent a military fire truck to extinguish the fire on the edge first.

The people of Investigation Team 41 still stayed on the mountain, silently synaesthesia, did not perceive the living creatures, only felt that the mountain was dead, and there was nothing left of it.

Kemon didn't look at it, and his intuition told him that there was no relevant information behind it.

Moreover, there are investigators in the army to save the ecological environment, and it should not be a problem to restore a mountain, but what the price they will have to pay is not something that Kemon should know.

"Director Lei, I want to meet that Whale County Travel Book." Kemeng found Director Lei himself in the live broadcast room.

In addition to the director, the high-level personnel of the sub-bureau who are often in contact with him are Director Lei.

"Follow me." Director Lei thought about it and nodded.

After a while, Kemon saw "Whale County Travels" in a room on the eighth basement floor, which was soaked in holy light.

The Whale County Travelogue is an ancient book, the book is hairy, and the book cover is slightly turned over, revealing the yellowed pages inside.

The paper was thin and brittle, as if turning the book hard would break it.

Kemeng asked Director Lei, and when he saw Director Lei nodding, he approached the pool of holy light, surrounded by holy light, his whole body was warm, and his skin was also covered with a layer of light.

Wearing a black and red checkered scarf, Kemeng came to the ancient book, gently opened the cover, and saw the preface left by the ancients, telling the writer's writing intentions and experiences, hoping that what he saw and heard in the book could be helpful to later generations.

Kemon touched the dry and fragile pages, and felt a strong pulse from the book itself, beating like a heart, very powerful.

Kemon gently turned the pages, page by page.

Each page is the author's local experience, with local anecdotes and sensational anecdotes.

Turning to page 54, Kimon paused to see some blood-colored stains on the page, but they were slowly fading away under the light of the Holy Light.

"This page is a strange story about bats sucking blood, and the blood stains that couldn't be removed before are this page, and now the blood stains are disappearing, indicating that things are getting better." Director Lei said happily on the side.

Under the gaze of the two, the blood stains slowly dissipated.

The light blew by, and the page was as clean as it was.

However, through the touch of his fingers, Kemon keenly felt that the paper was more brittle than before.

Kemeng said what he felt in his heart, and Director Lei thought thoughtfully, "Probably because of the destruction of the ecology, hey, there is no way, I can only do it like this." ”

"We still can't directly fight against the Hidden Existence now, it's too difficult." Director Lei sighed that this matter is not easy at all.

There was no bloodshed, and that was because the Bureau of Investigation did its best to suppress the situation.

If you don't suppress it, something very terrible will happen.

Kemon listened and flipped through the pages, and when he finished the book, he didn't see a single blood stain.

"By the way, the tree in the desert has already borne fruit, and the fruit can continue to sprout, and the tree itself is made into special paper by a printer, and some words can be copied with it, which has a special effect and will help the whole country."

"So your psychic fruit tree has been re-evaluated, and its influence far exceeds the original prediction, and it is now upgraded to a first-level thing, and the contribution value has been sent to your ID, if there is a special item you want, you can ask us for it."

Director Lei paused, "And your house is too small, let's live in a new house, we have prepared a big villa for you." ”

Kemon thought about it, did not refuse the kindness of the Investigation Bureau, and complied.

As Director Lei said, Kemeng's house can only fit small trees.

The psychic fruit tree is not high, not counting the length of the roots, it is more than 2.8 meters, and the height of the Kemeng house is 2.8 meters.

But if something bigger is born next time, that house might be broken.

With this in mind, the Bureau of Investigation allocated a new house to Kemon.

"But the house hasn't been built yet, the building is being built with special items, the structure of the house has been built, but the decoration has not been completed, and you can move in directly after the decoration is completed." Director Lei drew a map coordinate for Kemeng, and he would be able to move in about a day or two.

A normal house will never be able to do it so quickly, but the Investigation Bureau has special items, and it is not a problem to build a building and decorate it quickly, but the difficulty is the cost of using these items.

If there is no price, the infrastructure maniac says they can build houses every day and build all the land.

When Kemon returned home that night, it was already ten o'clock.

Take a shower, render the video, and take a look at the progress bar of the review video.

The hard mission has been completed.

Kemon clicked to receive the reward for the sand sculpture test, and his resistance was directly increased by 50 points, and the total resistance value has now risen to 130 points.

Resistance is already very high, and in the crowd of investigators, except for those owners of special objects that increase their physique, there is basically no one who is as invulnerable and able to resist mental interference as him.

However, for the sake of stability, the evaluation video still has to be made, which can increase resistance, so why not.

Kemon clicks on new difficult missions to accept the demands of two million viewers.

Speaking of difficulty, Kemeng didn't find the task difficult, and the assessment system seemed to have a misunderstanding of the word difficult, or did it understand differently from Kemeng's.

Kemon pondered in bed for a while, and gradually fell asleep.

At the end of the bed, White Sugar shook its wings, shook the insect to the ground, and then stepped on it with one paw, crushing the sand salt insect under his feet.

Tangyuan took out his mobile phone, set the mute button, and played with his mobile phone quietly.

White Sugar was a little bored, so he sneaked a glance over.

When you look at it, it becomes fascinated.