I Became the Ultimate Boss Chapter 314: 1 wave of backhand pit
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This is a female ghost.
Kemeng was surprised that it was a resentful creature who was making trouble for him.
At first, the "unknown fishing rod" caught her drifting bottle, and then the "famous person's fishing rod" caught her four consecutive drifting bottles. The female ghost can interfere with the cross-border fishing rod. It should be a very powerful complaint. soul.
Be careful.
Kemeng is very vigilant, and will not think that the opponent is a weak chicken because of the synaesthesia in the evil spirit state, and will underestimate the opponent.
Looking at other creatures in the state of Cthulhu, it is the feeling that one hand can be pinched to death. This feeling will make Kemeng misjudgment. Kemeng knows this truth deeply, so he did not despise her.
After thinking about it, Kemeng decided to wake up quickly, let the Bureau of Investigation know what the other party is, and then investigate the other party's location to predict when the other party will arrive at the whale market.
Kemeng's mind flashed, and he began to feel his own body.
As the synaesthetic picture deepens, Kemeng gradually breaks through the fog, sees the blue star, and sees where he is.
A male angel with a bright halo above his head was lying on the bed with a calm face.
In an instant, Kemeng woke up.
Even the boundaries of the Bureau of Investigation cannot stop Cthulhu's synaesthetic peeping.
Kemeng knows that this is synesthesia for the single body. Only the person who is synesthesized will feel the strongest targeting, and the rest can only feel the aftermath.
If you want to feel the "aftermath", your spiritual awareness must be very high, at least higher than the current Kemon.
The number of psychic fruits taken by Kemon is not available to anyone in the Bureau of Investigation. The spiritual perception is terribly high, and it is impossible to use numerical statistics to calculate how high Kemon’s psychic knowledge is.
"Why did you wake up?" The bandage man standing at the door felt a gaze, and immediately looked over the bed, and met Kemon.
"I always felt the other person in my dream," Kemon said.
Dream Synesthesia! The bandage man's expression was slightly surprised, but he was not surprised when he turned to think about it. Kemon is an expert in this area. Last time, he used this method to lock the position of the old man in the frog club.
"Draw it, let's locate her." The bandage man walked into the room and pulled the paper from the desk.
Kemeng’s painting skills are limited. Ke Meng described it, while the bandage man felt the appearance of the female ghost in the context, and quickly painted a picture on paper.
"This face should be a little bit more pointed, and the nose stained a little bit..." Kemon said.
In a short while, a portrait of a female ghost with a similarity of 95% was released.
"It's her," the bandage man asked.
"It's her."
"Okay, catch her now."
"By the way, she is a female ghost, invisible to ordinary people. You must send high-level intellectuals, and you must bring the right things to deal with grievances."
The bandage man remembered at this time, this female ghost should not be simple, but she can interfere with the existence of "the fishing rod of a famous person."
"Ordinary objects shouldn't help her..." The bandage man thought intently.
"It's better to wait for her where we are. Her goal is me anyway."
"Well, that's okay." The bandage man nodded and fought a prepared battle, rather than hurriedly catching it.
Then Kemon went to bed again.
The city scene I saw in my dream is relatively unfamiliar. It is a city that Kemeng has never been to. Kemeng needs to check repeatedly in his dream.
After Kemeng fell into the dream, he opened his eyes again, and saw the black ghost waiting awkwardly in front of him, waiting for the Cthulhu's instructions.
The Cthulhu can do multiple tasks. When Kemon had a sympathetic female ghost, he also heard the report of the black ghost, but he had no time to respond.
Now that I am a little free, Kemon responded with synesthesia, "Continue."
As a Cthulhu, you can't say too much with your mind.
The subordinates can't bear the messages sent by the evil gods. The black ghosts are okay. They are very resistant, but they can't accept too much messy information, otherwise they will lose themselves completely.
The black ghost is clear and retreats.
The number of believers reported by the black ghost has exceeded hundreds of thousands. With the strength of the black ghost, it is difficult to count, so I asked the adventurer to do the statistics.
The adventurers have done an excellent job of statistical work, and gave an accurate answer-a total of 1.06 million people became Cthulhu believers.
Sounds a lot.
But the black ghost feels not strong enough.
Some adventurous believers told the black ghost that they had 50 million warriors joining the game to participate in the experience, and one million people were among the 50 million people, which is really not that many.
The problem that causes this dilemma is that the adventurers' emotional involvement is not deep enough to sink into the plot and have no feelings.
The black ghosts are not manpowered enough, and the means of preaching can only rely on the local indigenous people to influence adventurers subtly.
If you want to be subtle, you need them to invest in real emotions.
Without true worship, it is impossible to become a true Cthulhu believer.
And this time the black ghost came over to report the progress, also afraid that the great Lord would be dissatisfied and willing to accept punishment.
The black ghost wandered away. It was under the control of the evil god's fear, and it felt the will from the evil god, as if it meant to continue.
In other words, Cthulhu did not blame them for poor conversion efficiency.
In a short while, the black ghost figure left Laleille, and Kemon felt the figure of the female ghost at this time.
By constantly watching, reading the words on the city roadside signs, remembering the names of certain intersections, etc.
After memorizing the place names of the three roadside signs, Kemeng quickly returned to synesthesia.
If you have a place name, you can search it directly with your mobile phone, which is very convenient.
Kemeng typed on the map, and within a short while, he found the other party's city—outside the sixth ring of the Octopus City.
The octopus market is very big, and even Kemeng hasn't completely finished shopping, so there are some places that I don’t know, which is normal.
Based on the comparison of the two voyeuristic dreams, Kemon calculated the opponent's forward speed.
"At her speed, it is estimated that she will come to me tomorrow morning." Kemun said.
"Well, then you have to peep into your dreams, I will arrange it here, and wait until tomorrow morning to kill her on the spot." The bandage man nodded and calculated the killing steps with Kemeng.
The first step is Kemeng re-enter the dream, and the second step is for the bandage man to untie the bandage and touch Kemeng’s angel wings so that Kemeng also reduces his sense of existence.
When Kemun’s presence is zero~IndoMTL.com~ the female ghost may lose her target and lose her way.
After all, the side effect of the presence of the bandage man comes from the zero-level thing, which is the side effect of extremely powerful items, and it is very likely to have an effect on her.
Kemeng heard it, and his eyes lit up.
"That's a great idea." Kemon raised his fingers and gave the bandage man a compliment.
After a while, Kemon fell asleep again.
This time, Laleieri has no living creatures except Kemun.
Time flows quietly in the deep sea green city.
The sleeping **** in the city is following the red line of fate, peeping at the galloping female ghost.
She is not too fast, much slower than a car, and is equivalent to the average driving speed of most battery car owners.
After a while, she suddenly stopped, her face looked confused, as if she didn't know where to go.