I Became the Ultimate Boss Chapter 421: Immersive synesthesia
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A short web conference was held at the General Administration.
Although the virtual market in Koi City is now in a film, the rescue work has been completed with the efforts of the investigators.
"This time I'm here to tell you that the group number of the House of Shadow Stream does not exist on the Internet. We decided to use that group number to create a House of Shadow Stream. Maybe we can break into the enemy." Said.
Now that the bandage man is not in the conference room, he has lost his memory, and recently clamored that the Bureau of Investigation was abusing him.
Everyone felt weird seeing the bandage man not present.
"So, what is the risk?"
"I don't know." Kemon replied.
One word, let everyone fall into contemplation.
There should be a risk. The deacon of Shadowstream reported that the group account of Shadowstream’s house was killed suddenly, indicating that it has side effects. It seems that the insider cannot publish the group number casually.
When everyone talked about this topic, they didn't mention the number of the group number. Everyone used "group number" as the abbreviation.
"This kind of thing can only be implemented by the network monster, which means that the price will also be borne by the network monster, right?" Someone asked.
"Theoretically, this is the case." The network monster was also listening to the meeting and spoke through the speaker.
"Although I am not kind, but in order to explore the enemy's situation, I agree."
"I agree, but I don't deny it. I am also a bit selfish." Another bigwig agreed.
People are selfish. If there are unselfish people, it is difficult for Kemeng to imagine who that person is.
Can such a character really lead Jinlizhou towards prosperity?
In short, people who sit in the status of S-class bosses have more or less personal thoughts.
But they are honest enough to say that they have selfish thoughts.
The sacred beast also knows the risks involved, and after thinking about it rationally, he plans to take a risk.
Kemeng doesn't know what kind of thinking process the network monster has gone through. In short, it plans to create a group.
The hot man took a notebook and placed it in the conference hall, and watched it live to create a group.
Creating a group is a data-level thing, Kemeng and others can't see it, but it can transform the data results into a visual interface.
Of course, the premise is that there is no accident with the network monster. If something happens, Kemeng doesn't know what the consequences are.
It first obtains the authority of the Penguin Group's general back office, and then uses the administrator authority to create a group with a fixed number.
On the selection of the number of people in the group, the network monster hesitated.
This is the background creation group. It can set up two thousand people, or five thousand people, or create a group of five hundred people.
The beast couldn't make up his mind, and asked Kemon through the computer.
Kemon said a few moments, closed his eyes, and silently realized how the deacon felt before he died.
The moment he said the complete group number, in the dark, some power swelled out of him.
This kind of power should be related to the group.
Just remember that feeling silently, and then think about it by the number of people in the group.
Is it five thousand people, two thousand people, or thousand people, five hundred people?
The number of Kemeng associations became smaller and smaller, and the crazy aftertaste in my mind came up again.
Resistance power surged through the body, but this time Kemon kept the resistance power from moving.
Kemeng wants to borrow this crazy feeling to make synaesthesia closer to the original.
Ten minutes later.
Kemeng slowly opened his eyes, there were bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and his brain was filled with all kinds of crazy thoughts.
These thoughts are the sequelae left over that night. Although the resistance is cleared up, once Kemon takes the initiative to fantasize and take the initiative, it will recover in Kemon's body.
Kemon knows that this is a physical remnant, not a spiritual remnant.
When I entered the dream, the evil spirit's will had wiped out the unidentified remnants of the spirit, but the remnants on the body had not been cleaned up, and the evil spirit was in the game, so it would naturally not affect Kemeng's body.
The hot man next to him was taken aback. He felt Kemeng's breath changed drastically, as if he had a crazy smell.
"Kemeng, Kemen!" The hot man yelled, for fear that Kemeng was crazy.
"Quiet." Kemun opened his mouth, his voice was slightly hoarse, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Kemeng is trying his best to restrain those crazy thoughts. They are crazy and dare to kill them with their companions. Such thoughts are absolutely impossible.
Kemon is not relying on resistance, but is using his reason to suppress his own thoughts, so that he is not crazy.
Under this feeling, Kemeng can experience the spiritual power that is active in the body.
The crazier, the higher the spirituality!
At the same time, Kemeng accepted the power from the mental pollution, and the synchronization rate of the Synaesthetic Shadow Stream House increased several times.
Although I don't want to admit it, this is the fact. It seems that lunatics can more easily see the secret information.
This reminds Kermon of Professor Li Shen of Orange Star, half crazy and half rational, and it seems that he can always catch some key points.
Kemeng followed his feelings and typed three numbers on the keyboard-"500!"
Group of 500 people!
After typing this line, Kemeng sweated on his head, and he seemed to have hallucinations before his eyes.
The number "251/500" suddenly popped up, and lines of text popped up in the penguin group.
What was written in those words, Kemon squinted his bloodshot eyes, trying to improve his concentration, but he saw a bunch of vague words, not real enough.
If it is synesthesia in a dream, what will be the result?
I'm afraid it won't go too smoothly. With the blue star's large filter membrane blocking, Cthulhu can only have a rough sense of synesthesia. Once he wants to observe carefully, he will be obscured.
Now Kemon has greatly improved his spiritual perception and the synchronization rate of the House of Synaesthetic Shadow Stream with the help of madness. The synaesthetic effect is comparable to the Cthulhu's synesthesia hindered by the blue star.
Kemon covered his other eye with his hand and opened the other eye vigorously.
The fire-fighting man on the side saw him, and he only felt that Kemeng's behavior was full of second-degree atmosphere and unreasonable.
"Do you really need to rest?"
"I saw..." Kemon murmured.
"What?" The voice is too hoarse~IndoMTL.com~The hot man can't really hear him, so he leans over.
"@All members, Deacon Zhang was approached by the Bureau of Investigation in Jinlizhou..." Kemeng murmured.
"Ah!" The angry man straightened his attitude sharply, his eyes sharpened.
This passage is obviously not Kemeng’s style, but the speech of the group manager or the group leader.
Group members may also make such remarks, but group members obviously do not have the rights of @All members. Coupled with Kemeng’s weird appearance, the possibility of being an administrator or group owner is infinitely high.
"Did you see the chat history of the House of Shadows?" the man at fire speculated.
"Fully evacuate the Koi..." Kemon murmured again, his eyes widening.
In the middle of the murmur, Kemon realized something, closed his eyes again, and shook his head and said: "No, this is the chat scene from the past, not the present."
At this time, the fire-fighting man noticed that there was a drop of blood overflowing from the corner of Kemeng's right eye.