Chapter 343: Door concept

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Ke Meng, as the head of Ke, directly reversed the sense of the Chen family.
The first round of synesthesia target, directly aim at that special envelope.
A vague thought.
Kemun saw a flood of visions.
Mrs. Chen is still a young version, sitting at the desk, 15 years younger.
The face is tender and white, the hair is black and bright, and the dressing style is youthful. The uniform is matched with a pleated skirt.
The difference is that Kemeng sees things clearly, and the details on the desk are much better.
Mrs. Chen sat at the table in a daze, and the envelope was set aside.
Sha Sha Sha, pen writing.
Suddenly, her eyes seemed to see something, showing a terrible expression.
She looked at the book next to her, and the cover of the book seemed to cast a thick shadow, making her sweat.
I want to scream, but my throat is stuck.
However, she seemed to think of something again.
He stretched out his hand and wiped it into the indescribable fog, as if an indescribable sound came from his ear.
Kemon frowned, and these chaotic voices naturally couldn't affect him.
Because in the chaotic information, the hidden truth is a book called "Mathematics Compulsory Two".
At this time, Mrs. Chen seemed to finally remember something, her expression no longer confused.
The books in his hands no longer shrouded in mist, and evil whispers no longer ring in his ears.
Mrs. Chen bowed her head, and it read-Mathematics (Compulsory 2).
This section is the most unusual section among the information fragments recorded in the envelope.
After Mrs. Chen found her memory, she went back to review as usual.
As mentioned earlier, Mrs. Chen didn't write a letter overnight, but took many steps to complete.
As time passed, the synaesthetic pictures condensed all the pictures of more than ten days. Mrs. Chen was in a daze, sometimes panicked, and finally found that the indescribable things were teaching materials.
However, Mrs. Chen still felt that her state was very wrong, as if something was calling her.
Ever since, a letter to the future was written intermittently in the past ten days.
One draft after another was scrapped. There were two thousand-word long essays, one thousand-word essays, and short essays that Kemon saw.
With more than a dozen manuscripts, Mrs. Chen chose the shortest essay, put it in an envelope, sealed it with paste, and then placed it on one of the pages of Mathematics Compulsory 2 that Mrs. Chen had the deepest impression of.
The past fifteen years ago did not expect to contain a lot of details.
Mrs. Chen's spirituality does not seem to be low.
At least when Kemeng felt the "envelope" as a Cthulhu, the messy information was very real, unlike Mrs. Chen's pure fantasy.
At this time, Kemeng had new inspiration.
"There is real knowledge hidden in the chaos. Is that how you understand it?" Kemun murmured.
This is the information carried in the envelope.
In reality, with Kemon's spirituality, it is difficult to see the truth directly through hidden things.
"It's just that, why did Mrs. Chen write to future people? What did she foresee?" The second question in Kemeng's mind has not been answered yet.
Once again, feel the envelope, trying to thoroughly dig out the information contained in the envelope.
Those details that are difficult to detect are very clear in front of the evil and are difficult to hide.
The message of the letter hadn't ended yet, Kemeng used the power of the evil level to back and forth synaesthesia.
The synaesthetic picture of the envelope appeared repeatedly in Cthulhu's mind.
Quickly, Kemon caught the follow-up.
The envelope was seen again, Kemeng's face appeared in Kemeng's mind.
At this moment, Kemeng woke up suddenly, opened his eyes and saw the unfamiliar ceiling, and Tang Yuan waved his dog's hair at him.
"came back?"
Kemun shook the palm of his hand. He knew why he woke up because he saw himself.
The way to actively wake up from dreams is to use Cthulhu's spiritual sense of self, and then Kemeng will wake up himself.
Once the dream is broken, naturally there will be no more.
"Wang!" The glutinous rice asked in dog language, whether to invite Luo team in.
"Please." Kemeng nodded.
Team Luo and others came in quickly, and couldn't wait to hear new news.
"I still need a night's sleep. You can wait here." Kemun said, then lay down and closed his eyes to hypnotize himself.
Everyone just went out for fear of disturbing Kemeng, but Kemeng doesn't need to be too restrictive when he is sure.
Dream.
Kemeng became Cthulhu again, with a wave of synesthesia.
Check again and again, but don't watch the last scene.
Seeing myself, 100% will wake up.
Kemon wanted to control the variables and stopped before seeing himself.
Thanks to Kemon's careful control, he finally found a new beginning.
Still from the perspective of the envelope, it was caught in the book and reappeared.
This time I saw the sky again, and the person I saw again was still the young Mrs. Chen.
Her face did not have the expression polished by the wind and frost, nor did she have the temperament of a 33-year-old mature woman.
With a simple girl's heart in her arms, she opened the book, clamped the envelope of ordinary appearance, and dropped it into the green mailbox.
"Send it to those who care about us in the future, please don't worry about us." She put her hands together, her expression sincere.
At this time, the envelope had fallen into the mailbox, and his vision was completely dark.
Outside the letter box, Mrs. Chen's last words before leaving: "Amen bless you."
Kemon had a hunch that the next piece of information carried in the envelope was to see himself and immediately interrupt the synaesthesia to avoid awakening.
"This mailbox is not right." Kemeng said carefully in his mind.
The synaesthetic message in the green mailbox does not seem to be important to the white envelope itself. It is important to carry the writer's thoughts.
Kemeng looked back and forth and found that the probability of this memory was very low.
After looking back and forth ten times, it only appeared three times. Seven times, it was directly empty, and it went straight to the section of seeing Kemon again.
Kemon certainly didn't want to wake himself up quickly, and forcibly stopped the car at the end.
I have read a lot, and the green mailbox image of the future submission is gradually improved. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com built a complete model in Kemeng's heart.
But by this alone, Kemeng couldn't understand the location of the mailbox.
The connection between Kemun and the mailbox is too weak. The mailbox itself involves the rules of time, and is not with the evil god. The synaesthesia conditions are too poor and synaesthesia fails.
"This should be a mailbox where you can contribute to the future." Kemeng ended the meaningless synaesthesia and turned to synaesthesia the "door" in Chen Momo's bedroom.
Kemeng sat in Chen Momo's house for so long, and used a big-faced cat to directly break through the surface information of the "door". The contact was not too deep, but he barely got on the line.
Vaguely, Kemeng really "saw" a door.
The term "seeing" is not accurate enough. Kemeng used the spirituality of the evil to perceive such existence.
It is an extremely dim door, invisible, without a specific appearance. It seems to be just a concept, something that exists in the concept of human knowledge.
This concept is called "door".