I Became the Ultimate Boss Chapter 642: Analyze the game

"Spirituality, resistance, it's all there." Kemon clenched his fist, and the surging blood flowed around in his body.

After Kemeng uploaded two video images back to Blue Star in his brain, he took out a new video recorder, imported the files into the computer, and watched them silently.

The video played on the computer screen is surprisingly a precious image of Kemeng sitting on a chair and using a virtual gaming helmet more than ten hours ago.

Kemeng shut himself in a small world with no one, drove his spirituality away, and used his greatest perception of himself in the synaesthetic image.

"What is the process of soul wearing?"

Before Kemeng opened the video, he had already deduced and synesthetized countless times in his head, but he never got the answer.

The computer screen began to play a video, and the video came with the noise of the crowd and the ionization sound of the electric current touching the air.

These sounds could not be recorded at first, but Kemeng is so powerful that he can feel ionized sounds.

"Not enough, not enough, I need to hear the voice of the soul." Kemeng's eyes were fixed on the screen.

As the silver needle of the helmet was inserted into the brain, Kemeng's body in the video shook slightly and stopped moving.

Kemeng's body felt abnormal fluctuations, there was no image, and there was no sound.

That is a change in the soul.

A part of the soul was stripped away, temporarily transferred to an unknown place.

Even through an unknown time and distance, the stripped part is closely related to the soul of the original body.

Kemeng stared at the picture, lost in a daze, only to regain his sanity after a long time.

"The so-called login game turned out to be part of the soul moved to the game." Kemon murmured.

The answer is revealed. The landing method is indeed the soul wear, but while the soul wears, the body still has the soul.

After clarifying the login method of the game itself, Kemeng thought of many things.

Sleep in the game world, you should be able to dream of Cthulhu and manipulate his body.

However, the system in reality did not follow. I don't know if it can control Cthulhu's body.

Kemeng groaned, turned off the video, deleted the files, and destroyed the hard drive.

Back to Bluestar, Kemeng began to make a video.

In the future, he will definitely spend a long time in the virtual game leveling, brushing up equipment, first leveling up, and then wearing the equipment.

In addition, Kemeng has to find ways to find the production locations of high-end equipment in the game world, preferably the production locations of the gods.

But all of this has to rely on the synesthesia of the evil **** Cthulhu, otherwise it will not be so easy to achieve.

Or, Kemeng took the initiative to enter the United Dreamland, looking for the game designer of the Orange Star in the United Dreamland, and ask for a strategy.

"No, it's not safe." Kemon felt that it was not possible. For the time being, he could not actively contract nightmares.

"Speaking of speaking, I already know the content of nightmare sickness, but I did not dream of a joint dream, but directly dreamed of the evil **** Cthulhu. It was a system skill that directly forced me to dream of the second week. BOSS." Kemeng said in his heart.

He pulled a recliner in the field and lay there directly in the sun.

Shirley was in charge of helping to shoot the evaluation video in the woods, with glutinous rice **** as the protagonist and white sugar as the second protagonist.

Kemen occasionally pointed out the light angle problem, which made the lens bright and clear.

Kemeng silently recites the complete content of a nightmare disease in his heart, and silently recites all the characteristics of the joint dream in his heart.

Then Kemeng took out the memory crystal bottle, took away the key memories, and made sure that the resurrected items were in a state that could be activated at any time, and then slowly hypnotized and fell asleep.

Grumbling.

Kemen returned to Lalaiye under the sea, and did not appear in the joint dream as his own consciousness.

"Sure enough, I didn't enter the joint dream." Kemon felt the aftermath of dreaming skills.

Unable to enter the joint dream of his own will, Kemon is not annoyed.

He needs to pay attention to many things now, not to be careless.

"However, why should I enter the Union Dreamland, oh, to understand the player's God-slaughter equipment, this is indeed a troublesome thing." Kemun murmured inwardly.

Kemon was recalling what he thought before dreaming. Kemon thought of going into the dream to look for researchers, and wanted to know whether certain costumes would pose a fatal threat to the evil god.

"The memory is a bit weird." Kemeng tasted it in his heart, but instinctively believed that he could not be wrong.

But Kemun just wanted to act, and he couldn't bear to think about lifting the seal.

If the player’s magical outfit has nothing to do with the removal of the seal, there is no need to pay too much attention to it.

After all, he can control the real player by manipulating the joint dream at any time.

With such a large population base threat, Orange Star can't get out of Cthulhu's palm at all.

With such confidence, Kemon's thoughts changed.

If you want to get rid of the seal, you still have to understand all the background and information of the game.

Kemeng began to recall the stylistic data of the virtual game itself, and through analyzing each line of code, it was translated into text in turn.

Mountains, rivers, earth, rivers and oceans, the coordinates of each landmark constitute an image and three-dimensional map of the game world in Kemeng's mind.

Each item is arranged in a hierarchy, and the functions of the items are translated into words.

It took Kemeng a whole night to analyze these things.

After the analysis, Kemeng basically read all the information built into the game.

It can be said that no game designer knows the setting of virtual game world better than Kemun.

As we all know, virtual games are very huge, and they cannot be designed by a single designer. A huge game must have countless designers participating in the design.

The content of the game they are responsible for is different, so they can't know all of the content.

Kemeng analyzes all the information by translating the code.

Unfortunately, this information is too large, and I will not remember that much after waking up.

"Look at the face, you can do whatever you think of when you wake up." Kemun gave up thinking.

Because Kemon spent too much time analyzing in his dream, exactly eight hours passed, blinked his eyes in the next second, and returned to reality.

Lying on the sun lounger, the sky is dark, and the evening breeze blows from the bottom of the chair, it is very cold.

"Master, do you go back to have dinner, or cook it on the spot?" Shirley asked.

If Kemon is not at home~IndoMTL.com~Bodyguard Shirley will be in charge of the field cooking.

"Go back and eat." Kemon rubbed his swollen head.

I studied the code of the game body in my dream. After waking up, Kemen felt his head burst.

The glutinous rice **** suddenly came over and put the memory crystal bottle in front of Kemeng's face.

"What's this..." As soon as Kemon touched the crystal bottle, he heard the memory crystal bottle make a low-pitched sound.

"My lord, the memory is back to you."

Suddenly a part of the memory before going to bed came to my mind.

Then Kemeng naturally had an answer to the doubts in his dream. No wonder he wanted to find information about God Slaughter's equipment as soon as he fell in his dream.

Fortunately, the careful thinking he did before dreaming was still successful. After analyzing the information of the game code, the player's tank armor information was naturally included.