Chapter 383: Kicked individual

The silver gate reveals a sense of contradiction, something foreign is affecting it.
This creates a very strange visual picture.
The silver gate was half-hidden in front of Kemeng.
Kemeng remembered it sometimes, and sometimes didn't remember the door in front of it, which made him feel very fascinated.
The companions are also confused.
Once the door disappears, they will forget that again.
Kemeng has high spirituality, and when the frequency increases, it feels strange.
However, pushing the door is important.
Kemeng walked forward, about to walk to the silver gate, and his palm was about to touch the silver gate.
Fifty centimeters, forty centimeters, thirty centimeters.
At this moment, someone suddenly shouted.
"This door is weird, we step back and discuss it again." Shi Lao said.
Shi Lao is spiritually high, and the side effects of using the Mother Stone of Teleportation are still affecting him, and he seems to feel a deeper message.
Kemeng and the others stepped back one hundred meters after hearing Shi Laoyan, and then discussed the push.
"Someone pushed the door, and I could feel the door being pushed, but I don't know why. That person seemed to try to hide the door and didn't want us to know it." Shi Lao frowned and said how he felt.
In terms of spiritual size, Shi Lao is more spiritually active than Kemeng.
Kemeng looked back over there, it was empty, he didn't see the door, only one side of the wall smashed out of the square hole.
After a few seconds, I saw the silver gate on the wall again, showing no sense of disobedience.
You don't remember who opened the door.
Who is that person?
Kemeng couldn't think of it anymore, he couldn't think of it even if he tried to break his head.
As if that person does not exist in the world, "he" is just Kemun's fantasy, a person who does not exist.
"The state of the door is very wrong, it's not that stable. I suggest asking the madman again, but that person is also going mad. There is a big danger when he is mad. Let's decide together." Shi Lao suggested.
In the Kemeng wine jar, the sealed guy is the owner of the door, and he knows everything about the door.
It's just that the other party's mental state is really fascinating. Once it goes crazy, it is very likely to become a super spiritual pollution source, or to say, a city-level pollution source.
Kemon had never felt this kind of danger, but this was a warning from his own spirituality.
"Look at the state first, ask if it's stable, don't ask if it's unstable." Everyone agreed to ask, but the question also depends on the state. If the state is wrong, don't ask. I'd rather procrastinate than bomb.
"How many meters are there to clear the field?" Kemon asked.
"At least one kilometer radius is cleared." Shi Lao said.
"Not enough, add another one kilometer radius." Kemeng said.
"Row."
The order was issued quickly, allowing nearby clearance personnel to clear the site quickly.
Kemon took out the prohibition of moving the wine jar, which can seal small objects and theoretically stop the opponent's time.
Kemeng was waiting for the clearing of the field. In case of a mental problem after the shadow came out of the jar, he would also have a guarantee for the normal people around him.
The place they chose was a barren suburb with no buildings, just in case anyone rushed out by mistake.
"Clearing is complete." Shi Lao's phone rang, and the voice of the superior came.
Kemeng grabbed the shadow manually and dragged Zhai Yuquan out.
Zhai Yuquan's crazy temperament didn't change anything. Instead, he turned his head, saw the silver gate, and made a hamster-like cry again.
Kemon grabbed his hand and stuffed the shadow back.
"No, he is even more excited." Kemeng shook his head.
Everyone was immediately lost and fearful.
Before opening the door, everyone was looking at the paper. At that time, Silver Gate was not in such a weird state.
Now the silver gate is half hidden, very unreliable, as if it is about to blow up.
"Note, note, what's the matter with our note?" Kemeng raised his head suddenly and noticed something abnormal.
Dozens of minutes have passed, why do I think of the abnormality of the note now?
Kemon remembered clearly that he did not have the habit of writing a note to warn himself not to open the door, but this happened and every companion wrote a note.
"I don't remember anymore, but I'm sure I wrote a note voluntarily to remind myself." Old Shi took out his note and glanced at it.
Kemeng also took out his own note.
唰唰唰.
Everyone surrendered their notes, put them on the ground, and let everyone observe and find differences.
Everyone's handwriting is different, not by the same person.
However, Kemen felt that there were some strange blank areas left in these notes, and the words were not aligned.
"Wait, I have a round of dream synesthesia." Kemon said.
"Well, you can."
Kemon fell asleep, but he was actually a little sleepy.
He fell into the dream very quickly, and fell into the dream all at once.
He in turn felt the note he wrote and the silver gate.
The fog broke open, and Kemeng saw the confidential picture quality level.
On the note, it read: "Don't enter after 60 seconds. If Shijun does not return, don't open the door."
However, Kemeng clearly remembered that in reality, there was no such thing as "If Shi Jun does not return, don't open the door".
At this time, Yinmen also saw it.
It is full of the charm of knowledge, attracting Kemeng to open it, as if opening it, you can learn more knowledge.
In front of the silver gate, there was a vague person.
Kemon couldn't see through it, but looking at the body of the man who had unwrapped the bandage, Kemon could feel that he was an acquaintance.
Who the is it?
Kemeng couldn't remember, but as his gaze lengthened, Kemeng's inspiration flashed, combining Shijun's name on the note ~EbookFREE.me~ with the fallen figure in front of Yinmen.
It's Shi Jun, a bandaged man, an S-level member of the Bureau of Investigation!
Kemon remembered it, remembering everything.
Kemun immediately looked at himself and forced to wake up.
However, after waking up, the memory in his mind was forcefully erased.
Kemeng opened his eyes in confusion, and everyone gathered around him.
"How is it, do you see anything?"
"It seems...I forgot." Kemeng's face changed slightly, how could he forget.
Unless, this is knowledge that Cthulhu can know!
After returning to reality, as a mortal, he could not know.
"What to do then." Shi Lao couldn't make up his mind either.
Is the door still open, or it won't open.
"I won't open it for the time being, but I want to touch the door to further synthesize." Kemeng stood up and did not give up.
Mainly because I don't want to have many dreams at night.
And this door didn't give myself a feeling of extreme danger, it just felt weird.
"I will touch the door and feel it," Kemon said.
Everyone talked a few times and felt that it was risky, but just touching the door should be fine.
Old Shi held Kemeng's arm, ready to send people away at any time.
Kemon walked forward, one step two steps three steps closer and closer to the silver door.
The closer the distance, the sense of desire for knowledge rapidly deepens, as if the knowledge that destroys the world is hidden behind the door.
"Resistance 01!"
The distorted sense of desire also belongs to mental interference, and the resistance force surges and continues to screen.
Even if Kemon doesn't push the door, the wool is a pure profit, which makes Kemeng more motivated to touch the door.
But when he touched the door, Kemeng's foot seemed to have hit something. It was soft, not the texture of a steel door, but it seemed to hit a person's waist.