Chapter 132: Rain plane

It stands to reason that the emotions of the people who went up to cry were absorbed, and should not be depressed when they came back.
After investigation by a psychologist, it turned out not to be what everyone thought.
People who have been crying for half an hour feel as if they have lost something in their heart, feel very empty, and wonder if they will lose their sadness forever, and then feel bad and look very dull.
Tested by professionals, they still have the ability to be sentimental, and have not lost the ability to be sentimental.
At present, the Whale City Bureau of Investigation does not have many emotional items, and only crying photos are active to cause sadness.
Other objects are those that are driven by human emotions and cannot actively generate emotions, just like the psychic fruit tree needs to be watered with emotion by others.
Therefore, the watering personnel in these rounds are all crying personnel. After crying, they all have a feeling of emptiness and loss.
At this time, Director Lei came over and told Kemeng the level of the psychic fruit tree.
"Someone has already tested the effect of Lingguo, and the 26 gnosis people can increase to 67, the effect is very obvious." Director Lei said with joy.
"Your psychic fruit tree is rated as a four-level thing, which offsets the contribution value of the storage scarf."
"If you look at a treasure in the middle game, you can open your mouth. If you pass the review, you can use the new item to earn contribution points and try it back."
Director Lei proposed a very friendly exchange mode, which is considered to be bartering.
Kemeng did not refuse. In fact, he had something he wanted now, but he didn't know if he had it in the Bureau of Investigation.
"Are there any special things like sand in our bureau?" Kemon asked.
Director Lei smiled. As soon as Kemeng spoke, he knew what he wanted to ask, "Are you worrying about your sand sculpture pet."
Indeed, it would be very troublesome if it kept shaking.
"Is there something to deal with sand?" Director Lei thought.
"What kind of thing?" Kemeng asked curiously.
Director Lei used the tablet to input a number and called up "6-1893".
Kemon saw the number 6-1893 and immediately thought of the number 6-0064 of Juli Gloves.
The serial numbers of special items are basically arranged in order, and level six items are the most mediocre class.
However, Juli Gloves did not line up in order, but jumped in line to airborne No. 64.
Because the special item at position 0064 of the sixth-level thing was destroyed, it was an abandoned and useless file, so Juli Gloves jumped into the queue and landed in the 64th position.
Kemeng looked at what Director Lei gave, and the data for 6-1893 was as follows:
"Sandworm"
"Feeding conditions: eating only sand, every day if you don't eat sand, you will be hungry and cry out, the cry is strange."
"Feature: Pull out the salt."
To put it simply, there is also the Nth round of feeding records. The saltworm has no end to its appetite and can always eat sand. The salt that is pulled out is edible salt-grade salt, white and flawless, without harmful impurities.
"This stuff..." Kemeng was slightly moved.
Although its characteristics are a little bit that, people with obstacles may not like it, but it is better than it can handle sand.
The conversion ratio of saltworms is not one to one. Only ten kilograms of sand can transform one hundred grams of salt.
"With your merits, you can change it directly. The requirements for level six things are not high." Director Lei said.
Kemeng had two feats in arresting members of the Shadow Stream, and another wave of directly cracking elevator cases. His accumulated feats were enough for him to permanently replace a Level 6 thing.
Of course, there are some good things in the sixth level things, and the required contribution value will be different, but it is not a problem for Kemon.
Kemeng eventually changed it. It doesn't matter whether the salt produced by the sandworms is eaten or not, it mainly helps clean the environment at home.
Not long after, Kemeng received a transparent pet box, in which the white sandworm lay like a caterpillar with a curly body.
Before Kemon left the Bureau of Investigation, he received a message that the sprouting psychic fruit tree will be transported to the desert area and made into special paper by a printer.
After leaving the Bureau of Investigation, Kemon drove to find an open wilderness area, set up a camera, and experimented with his ideas.
Sand sculptures and white granulated sugar will drop sand when they fly. If it is filmed into a video, it should have a picture effect.
White granulated sugar came to the wild for the first time. Before, it had always lived in the yellow desert and had never seen anything other than green plants.
Of course, modern architecture is also a product it has never seen before.
Kemun first gave instructions on how to fly, then the white sugar spread its wings and took off on the spot.
Shattered, the small yellow sand shook from the feathers of the white sugar, like rain, scattered with sand all the way, looking very special.
White granulated sugar is like a rain plane, but instead of rain, it rains sand.
The glutinous rice stood watching the show, looking up at the white sugar from time to time, and then lowered his head to play with his mobile phone.
Kemeng stood quietly beside the glutinous rice balls, watching what it was playing with.
Looking at the phone, it turned out that the dumplings were playing King Pesticide.
The hairs of the glutinous rice each control the touch screen pen, like a multi-handed spider, control each key button on the phone screen, and then control the hero to smash the tower and chop people in the game, and finally be killed by the defense tower and the enemy.
"If you rush the tower 1V1 like this, you will be beaten by the tower, which is equal to 2V1. People are definitely not afraid of you." Kemeng prompted aloud.
The glutinous rice wowed.
When Tangyuan first played this game, he didn't know how to play, so he played it all by feeling.
At this time, Kemeng saw the words in the chat box on the phone screen:
"No brains to send the tower?"
"If you don't know how to play, just hit the man machine!"
Tangyuan naturally saw those words too, some words he can understand, but not as thorough as white sugar.
Tangyuan wanted to type, but didn't know what to type.
Typing is a threshold, no pinyin, voice input function does not support dog language recognition, only handwriting input is easy to use.
But easy to use does not mean fast, input speed is not enough pinyin, Wubi input method is fast.
Playing with his mobile phone, Tangyuan has already begun to think about practicing a pinyin input technique, or learning Wubi or other methods.
At this time, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com white granulated sugar flew in the sky, patted his wings, looked at the endless blue sky, wondering if he could slip away.
After all, Cthulhu's attention is on the phone.
White granulated sugar thought for a while, but still did not escape.
The reason is very simple, Cthulhu wants to catch it back, absolutely effortlessly.
After flying for a while, the grass on the ground was covered with yellow sand. Kemun used a close-up lens to capture the details of the grass. These were all materials.
In the distance, three backpackers were walking among the mountains and forests. They suddenly looked up and saw a flying white bird. The white bird was covered with a yellow sand screen, which kept falling like rain.
"what is that?"
"It's a special animal, I remember it was said officially. If you find a special creature and report it to the country, you can get rewards." A backpacker exclaimed.
"Why did you report it? I caught myself and raised it, isn't it fragrant?" Another man asked strangely.