I Became the Ultimate Boss Chapter 79: The Book of Tricky Words
Get up and feed the cat.
Weird knowledge has increased!
Kemeng looked dazed, and there was a strange knowledge in his mind.
"The Book of Tricky Words"
"Writing weird characters in a book, weird evil creatures will appear. The more characters, the stronger."
"Every time you write a word, the writer bleeds."
"The writer often becomes the evil's first food."
This is a weird book at the cost of bloodshed. It has a rather obscure origin. It was made by a fanatic believer in a certain god.
During the production, he used his own blood and the blood of evil things, and kept worshipping every day, chanting the name of a certain **** in books until he died.
Kemon didn't know the name of the **** from Dalian Mao. Dalian Mao made a blurring of it. Kemon didn't know which believer of the **** did it.
This thing sounds very wrong, it is something of evil believers.
I thought it was a powerful prop, but the writer would become the evil’s first food, and the side effect would be bleeding when writing. The shortcomings were too great for him to use.
For things like this, handing in countries is a good choice.
Kemeng has no idea of testing for the time being, and only ordered the dumplings to open the baggage and take a look.
The glutinous rice **** opened the small bag. Inside the bag was a book made of human leather. The leather and the leather were connected by twine, with black blood remaining on the silk thread.
When the book of tricky characters appeared, the temperature in the house seemed to drop a few degrees, the environment became a little darker, and negative emotions arose in my heart.
Blood, blood, I want blood.
The bloodthirsty emotion was rising in my heart, but this emotion was quickly swept away by the resistance force in Kemun.
Kemeng glanced at the system, and the resistance value did not add 0.1, which shows that the opponent's mental interference power is not strong.
"Open it and try."
The glutinous rice **** obeyed, touched the book with dog hair, and slowly opened the cover.
A gust of dark wind started, and the curtains suddenly trembled on their own, making the scene darker again.
Blood, the voice of wanting to drink blood sounded again.
The thought of drinking blood and the thought of thirsty work together, making Kemeng's mouth dry and wanting to drink blood.
After opening, there is nothing on the top of the book.
The atmosphere at the scene looked very strange. I don't know where the wind was blowing on the curtains, and the hair on the glutinous rice **** was also blown.
However, the hair of the glutinous rice **** are all controllable hairs, and the fluttering hairs are immediately locked and immobile.
Kemon stared at the pale paper, vaguely capturing a vague feeling.
This book of tricky characters has been written by someone before, and the feeling of it when they are writing remains on the paper.
Kemon stared at the book, emptying his mind, grasping the feeling from the misty feeling, and strengthening the feeling.
Synthesis!
A picture of the prairie faintly appeared before his eyes. The writing werewolf pierced his own flesh with his paw, causing blood to flow to the paw, and wrote on the book.
Silly, silly, silly, silly.
On the prairie, a violent wind surged, and a translucent cloak ghost rose from the book.
The blood in the book is dripping red, and the ghost that originally had no color is stained with the red of blood.
It opened a huge hole and swallowed it down.
The screen feels like this, so it stops.
Because the werewolf was eaten by the evil creature, the evil creature left the book, the connection weakened, and it was difficult to communicate with him with his strength.
"Okay, close it." Kemun doesn't want to test it anymore, he already knows the usage of this book.
Evil thing, this is a real evil thing.
The side effect is not only bleeding, Kemon can feel the **** thoughts contained in this book.
If the user can survive every time he writes, the user will love blood more and more, and it will eventually become what the original owner expected.
Wrap the bag, the human leather book is no longer exposed, the sunlight is slanting, and the interior once again returns to a bright and warm atmosphere.
After ordering two breakfasts, Chen Momo personally delivered the breakfast to the door, chatted with Kemeng for a while, and went downstairs to check out the shop.
Kemen threw a breakfast for glutinous rice balls, thinking about the invitation that Captain Luo said.
Some things are really troublesome to stay at home, and it is safer to put them in the Bureau of Investigation.
The salted fish can stay at home to look after the house, and there is no need for the book of tricks. The authentic evil thing is of little use at home, so it is better to hand it in.
With the trident, staying around is not very useful.
Who would use which thing to attack? The only offensive use Kemeng could think of was to jump into the air, stab him with all his strength, and summon a big whale to kill the enemy.
The trident can be kept in the Bureau of Investigation, and it has research significance to study what strange things it will pierce.
Kemon is an individual, not as strong in research as the country, and the ability of the Bureau of Investigation can play the role of the trident.
Thinking about it, Kemon called Team Luo to express his thoughts.
"Team Luo, I woke up this time and something strange appeared again."
"This thing is pretty evil, it's useless to keep it in my hands, it's better to put a seal of the Bureau of Investigation."
"The trident has no effect. It is temporarily kept in the Bureau of Investigation."
Kemeng said three sentences in one breath, one handed in and the other for safekeeping. Team Luo was pleasantly surprised.
Just figure it out.
A country can become strong without the participation of powerful talents.
In a short while, the director of the General Administration called ~IndoMTL.com~ to personally thank Kemon.
"Kemeng, I thank you on behalf of the Bureau of Investigation."
"The Bureau of Investigation will ensure that it is yours and no one dares to move."
"Considering your situation, the Bureau of Investigation will lend you a spatial item, and it will be sent to the Whale Market along with the rational copy. If your future contribution value is enough to redeem it, you can own it forever."
The chief spoke with Kemeng for a few minutes, and exchanged information with Kemeng about the regular occurrence of items.
The director is a fifty-year-old uncle. He is a bit older and has a fair voice.
Kemeng explained that every time I wake up from sleep recently, I have a certain chance of getting new items.
"Chairman, is a special humanoid like me an example?" Kemun asked.
"It is not a single case, but other people do not produce special objects. One person will freeze when he walks. Another person is that when he dreams, the community will power off." The director explained that special humans are very rare. Only two special humans were found, plus Kemon, a total of three.