Chapter 421: Immersive synaesthesia

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A short web conference was held at the General Administration.
Although the virtual market in Koi City is now a film, the rescue work has been completed with the efforts of the investigators, and the big men finally have time to participate in the online conference.
"This time I'm here to tell you that the group number of the House of Shadow Stream does not exist on the Internet. We decided to use that group number to create a House of Shadow Stream. Maybe we can break into the enemy's interior." The man said.
Now that the bandage man is not in the conference room, he has lost his memory and recently clamored that the Bureau of Investigation was abusing him.
When everyone saw the bandage man not present, it felt strange.
"So, what is the risk?"
"Not sure," Kemon replied.
One word, let everyone fall into contemplation.
There should be a risk. The shadow stream’s deacon reported that the shadow stream’s home group account was violently killed, indicating that it had side effects.
When everyone talked about this topic, they didn't mention the number of the group number. Everyone used "group number" as the abbreviation.
"This kind of thing can only be implemented by the network monster, which means that it will be borne by the network monster, right?" Someone asked.
"Theoretically, this is the case." The network monster also listened to the meeting and spoke with a speaker.
"Although I am not kind, but in order to find out about the enemy, I agree."
"I agree, but I don't deny it, and I am a bit selfish." Another big brother agreed.
People are selfish, and if there are unselfish people, it is difficult for Kemeng to imagine who that kind of person is.
Can such a personality really lead Jinlizhou towards prosperity?
In short, people who sit in the position of S-level bosses have more or less personal thoughts.
But they are honest enough to say that they have selfish thoughts.
Divine beasts also knew the risks involved, and after rational thinking, they planned to take risks.
Kemeng doesn't know what kind of thinking process the network monster has gone through. In short, it plans to create a group.
The hot man took a notebook and placed it in the conference hall to watch it live.
Creating a group is a data-level thing, Kemeng and others can't see it, but it can transform the data results into a visual interface.
Of course, the premise is that there is no accident with the network beast. If something happens, Kemun does not know what the consequences are.
It first obtains the authority of the general background of the Penguin Group, and then uses the administrator authority to create a fixed number group.
When it comes to choosing the number of people in the group, the network monster hesitates.
This is the background creation group, it can set up two thousand people, it can also set up five thousand people, or create a group of five hundred people.
The beast was undecided and asked Kemon through the computer.
Kemon waited a while, closed his eyes, and silently realized how the deacon felt before his death.
The moment he said the complete group number, in the dark, some power swelled out of him.
This power should be related to the group.
Just remember that feeling in silence, and then how many people think about it.
Is it five thousand people, two thousand people, or thousand people, five hundred people?
The number of Kemeng associations became smaller and smaller, and the crazy aftertaste in my mind came up again.
The resistance force surged in the body, but this time Kemon kept the resistance force from moving.
Kemeng wanted to borrow this crazy feeling to bring synesthesia closer to the original.
ten minutes later.
Kemeng opened his eyes slowly, there were red bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and his brain was filled with all kinds of crazy ideas.
These thoughts are the sequelae left over that night. Although the resistance is cleared up, once Kemon takes the initiative to imagine and takes the initiative, it will recover in Kemon's body.
Kemon knew that this was a physical residue, not a spiritual residue.
At the time of dreaming, Cthulhu's will has eliminated the unidentified remnants of the spirit, but the remnants on the body have not been cleaned up, and the Cthulhu is in the game and naturally cannot affect Kemeng's body.
The hot man next to him was taken aback, feeling Kemeng's breath changed drastically, as if he had a crazy smell.
"Kemeng, Kemen!" The hot man yelled, for fear that Kemeng was crazy.
"Quiet." Kemeng opened his mouth, his voice was slightly hoarse, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Kemun is trying his best to restrain those crazy thoughts. They are crazy and dare to kill them with their companions. Such thoughts are absolutely impossible.
Kemun is not relying on resistance, but is suppressing his thoughts with his own reason, so that he is not crazy.
With this feeling, Kemeng can experience the spiritual power that is active in the body.
The crazier, the higher the spirituality!
At the same time, Kemon accepted the power from the mental pollution, and the synchronization rate of the Synaesthetic Shadow Stream House increased several times.
Although I don't want to admit it, this is the fact, it seems that lunatics are more likely to see secret information.
This reminded Kemon of Professor Li Shen of Orange Star, who was half crazy and half rational. He seemed to be able to catch some key points.
Ke Meng followed his feelings and typed three numbers on the keyboard-"500!"
A group of 500 people!
After typing this line, Kemeng sweated on his head, and he seemed to have hallucinations before his eyes.
The number "251/500" suddenly appeared, and lines of text popped up in the penguin group.
What was written in those words, Kemeng squinted his bloodshot eyes, trying to improve his concentration, but he saw a bunch of vague words, not true enough.
If it is synesthesia in a dream, what will be the result.
I'm afraid it won't go too smoothly. With the blue star's large filter membrane, Cthulhu can only have a rough sense of synesthesia. Once he wants to observe carefully, he will be obscured.
With the help of madness, Kemeng has greatly improved spiritual perception and the synchronization rate of the House of Synaesthetic Shadow Stream. The synaesthetic effect is comparable to the Cthulhu's constrained by the blue star.
Kemon covered the other eye with his hand, and opened the other eye vigorously.
The fire-fighting man on the side saw him, and only felt that Kemeng's behavior was full of second-degree atmosphere and unreasonable.
"Do you really need to rest?"
"I saw..." Kemeng murmured.
"What?" The voice was too hoarse~EbookFREE.me~ The hot man couldn't hear it, so he leaned over.
"@All members, Deacon Zhang was approached by the Bureau of Investigation in Jinlizhou..." Kemeng murmured.
"Ah!" The hot man suddenly corrected his attitude and his eyes became sharp.
This passage is obviously not Kemeng’s style, but the speech of the group management or group leader.
Group members may also make such remarks, but they obviously do not have the rights of @All members. Coupled with Kemeng’s weird appearance, the possibility of being an administrator or group owner is infinitely high.
"Did you see the chat history of the Shadow Stream House?" the man at fire speculated.
"Evacuate the Koi..." Kemeng murmured again, his eyes widening.
Halfway through the muttering, Kemeng realized something, closed his eyes again, shook his head and said, "No, this is the chat scene from the past, not the present."
At this time, the hot man found that there was a drop of blood overflowing from the corner of Kemeng's right eye.