Chapter 331: Pumpkin mask

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Kemon woke up.
Looking at the high ceiling, the long-lost sense of ease just surged to the sky, and then I remembered the things in the game.
The player has spent a month, and the highest rank has reached the 180th rank.
Compared with the previous leveling speed, the player's upgrade speed is undoubtedly a lot slower, but considering the difficulty of this game, it is normal to slow down.
If they continue to brush up at the rate of one level a day, it is Kemeng who will kill them. Fortunately, they are not a constant leveling speed.
Even if the whole nation is studying the way to upgrade, they still took so long to reach the 180th level, and every subsequent level will spend a lot of time and energy, and it will definitely not be easier.
Kemon even thought about launching black ghosts and wild monster followers to attack top players, causing them to die and demote, and slowing down their leveling speed.
This is a way of indiscriminate use, but Kemeng is not embarrassed.
It’s just that the transmission of information is a problem. Once the information is too long, it is easy for believers to make errors.
After all, the words of the evil gods are full of chaotic information. It is very powerful for the believers to listen to the words of the evil gods and ensure that they are not completely mad. It is almost impossible to hear the words of the evil gods clearly.
Last night, Kemeng used the Evil Prayer Orb as a container to instill attention, and then used the skill of dispatching believers' tasks to transform the container containing thoughts into related objects for publishing tasks.
The idea of ​​that thing carrying Kemeng has reached its limit, and it is impossible to refill it, so Kemeng can't do new operations for the time being.
There are similar things like the Evil Thought Pearl, but there are really not many things that can carry the upper limit.
Therefore, Kemeng’s believer skills are still difficult to use, and there are not enough suitable containers. Too strong containers will cause believers to die directly, and even if they wait and see from a distance, they will become demented.
"Wow!" The chubby golden rice rolled over, sticking out his big tongue, licking Kemeng's face, licking Kemeng who was in a daze.
Ke Meng slapped the dumplings away.
This guy has to rub his nose and lick people. It needs a little lesson.
Get up and look at some sacrifices on the floor.
There were too many sacrifices in the evening, Kemeng only selected a few, deliberately improving the quality, and couldn't accept everything.
There were too many sacrifices and I felt unstable. Many sacrifices Kemeng was not used at all and had to be handed over to the Bureau of Investigation.
Kemeng went to wash his face first, and then returned to pick up today's sacrifice.
There are a lot of items, but Kemeng wants to make a whole dumpling.
"You can't just lick people with your tongue, you know?" Ke Meng patted the glutinous rice balls.
The glutinous rice didn't move, and I don't know if I heard them clearly.
"Have you heard?"
"Wang!" Did not hear.
Hearing the naughty reply from the glutinous rice balls, the white granulated sugar next to it shook its wings, feeling it was going to die.
No, Kemeng looked at a pumpkin face mask on the floor.
Without touching the mask, he first took out the big-faced cat to see what it was.
The big-faced cat with a sluggish expression appears on the stage, the fat body is slightly straight, and the head always looks up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.
Kemon was not surprised, staring at the big-faced cat continuously.
Grana Sugar didn't dare to look at the big-faced cat. The objects carrying infinite information were terrible. In its world view, only the gods had this knowledge.
White granulated sugar sometimes seems lively, but it always carries a heart of awe, awe of the evil god, and the unknown.
It shrank its head in its wings, acting like a sand sculpture with its head shrunk.
Tang Yuan took out his phone silently and pressed the shutter at the sand sculpture.
Click.
White flashes flashed.
The white granulated sugar shook his body, the sand fell to the ground unconsciously, and the salt worm came out and swallowed the sand on the spot, so uncomfortable.
Shirley outside the house was sitting on the lawn, and her mobile phone rang suddenly. It was the people she followed had new developments.
Click on the news of station B, the UP master "Tang Yuan" with a golden glutinous rice ball head, released an update.
Click to take a look.
"Today's sand sculpture."
The newsletter is accompanied by a picture of the white sugar with snow white feathers with their heads in their wings, acting as a sculpted head.
Underneath, netizens who have used Xiaopozhan daily leave a message: "I just woke up, what kind of posture is this?"
"Tangyuan's training skills are getting better and better."
"It is recommended to change it to: "Turtle with head shrunk"! "
Shirley silently watched the reply from the sand sculpture netizens. The rigid crystal face was difficult to smile, but if she wanted to laugh, there would still be a slight dimple curvature.
Inside, fifteen seconds have passed.
Kemeng had strange knowledge of several objects in his mind.
"Crying Pumpkin Festival Mask"
"A creature wearing a mask will be forced to turn into a pumpkin festival ghost, and people familiar with it will not recognize it. This monster can float and shuttle through the material wall."
"Side effects: After transforming, you cannot attack, cannot release skills, cannot use props, and are immune to external attacks."
"Side effect 2: Crying easily after transforming."
"Side effect 3: The time limit for each transformation is 24 hours."
After experiencing the strange knowledge given by the big-faced cat, Kemeng smiled slightly and looked at the glutinous rice that he was taking selfies with.
Tangyuan is using a capacitor pen to control his mobile phone, and communicates with the majority of sand sculpture netizens on network sand sculptures.
Kemon picked up the yellow pumpkin mask, hid the mask behind his back with his hands on his back, and walked slowly over it step by step.
Tangyuan didn't notice it and was still immersed in the online world.
Quickly, Ke Meng patted the mask into the golden hair of the glutinous rice balls.
This mask has the function of automatically attracting faces and adaptively changing the size.
After the mask approached Gouzi's face, it swelled up quickly and closely fitted the big face of the glutinous rice balls.
Then the dog was dumbfounded.
Its whole body swelled, its golden hair was no longer beautiful, and it turned pale in a flash.
The body is no longer spherical, but shrinks rapidly after swelling, and the hair also shortens and shrinks into the bones all the way.
In the end, the glutinous rice became a pumpkin-faced kitten. The cat's hair was pale and reminiscent of words such as cold. It always exudes the function of cold.
Kemon couldn't recognize it immediately, and the appearance of the dumplings changed drastically from a cross-species dog to a cat. It's strange to recognize it.
But because it was transformed in front of Kemeng~EbookFREE.me~ Kemeng just remember the appearance of the white-haired pumpkin-faced cat.
"How does the glutinous rice feel?" Kemeng asked with a smile.
As soon as the glutinous rice turned into shape, his eyes became wet unconsciously, and big teardrops rolled down.
Tangyuan didn't want to cry, but I don't know why, but a trace of "I don't want to be a cat" was just born in his heart, and his inner emotions rushed out like a flood of a bank.
"This item comes from a level 200 area. You can't stand the glutinous rice balls," Kemon said.
Items in high-level areas are often items that are also affected by glutinous rice balls.
The glutinous rice were so tears rolling, looking at Kemeng with tears.
The glutinous rice at the scene were made of white-haired cats with pumpkin faces on their heads, which looked a little scary.
The two eyes are not physical beads, but beating blue ghost fires.
In addition, the body of the glutinous rice appeared ghostly transparent, half floating.