"Meow."
The cat's meow sounded again in Kemen's mind.
The big-faced cat looks dead, but in fact it is alive, but its mouth does not move when it meows.
Kemen looked at the white-haired cat that couldn't speak human words and was noisy, and gave up playing with it.
During the period of self-quarantine at home, Kemeng used contactless delivery of takeaways for lunch and dinner.
After taking a bath at night, Kemeng asked Chen Momo's Penguin: "Are you there? Are you asleep?"
"I haven't slept yet." Chen Momo's profile picture is a piece of white paper with some ink stuck on it, and his online name is Mo Mo.
Two seconds later, she said again: "Chicken?"
Ke Meng thought about it, and he didn't know how to ask the question tactfully. He might as well ask it while playing games.
"Eat!" Ke Meng replied with one word, concisely.
After a while, Kemeng and Chen Momo played a gun battle mobile game in double row, and they were flying high in the game.
He chatted while driving, asking for the answers he wanted in a subtle way.
Chen Momo and her mother are not feeling unwell and feel fine.
After leading his sister to eat two handfuls of chicken, Chen Momo said in a soft voice: "Brother Amon, I have to catch up on my homework."
"Then go ahead and study hard." Ke Meng looked at the time and saw that it was half past ten in the evening.
"Uh-huh."
The girl was offline, and Kemeng also turned off the game, and logged into the Bilibili account to take a look at his new evaluation video.
“[Unboxing Review] What’s it like to use a 20,000 camera?”
23 plays.
Coin amount 2.
Barrage 1.
0 collections.
After reading this bleak data, Kemeng sighed.
As a small UP owner, it is normal for no one to watch.
"Forget it, it's just something for my own entertainment anyway." Ke Meng looked at it openly and quickly regained his composure.
Turn off the computer and lock the big-faced cat in another room to prevent it from suddenly wandering around at night.
After doing this, Kemeng went to sleep.
He fell asleep quickly, and soon his consciousness began to blur.
In his dream, he heard the gurgling sound of sea water flowing again.
He once again dreamed of the giant octopus-headed tentacle monster, and he flew into its body as if his soul had returned to the body.
When he opened his eyes again, the green boulder city came into view.
The crazy seafood is still fighting around, colliding, biting, flicking its tail, and the fish's eyes are red.
Ke Meng looked at this familiar perspective, the familiar green underwater city, and the familiar scenes of seafood fights. Even a fool could understand it.
His body is connected to Cthulhu in the game world. The condition for triggering the switch may be dreaming, otherwise there is no way to explain why he became Cthulhu twice when he slept.
"So, how many more hours am I going to be in a daze now?"
Kemon looked at the unchanging giant city of R'lyeh and felt distressed about the next few hours.
He secretly called the system, and the system panel came out. It was still the invincible final BOSS data of the second round.
The negative state of the ancient god's seal is extremely eye-catching. The body is still unable to move, and can only open its eyes to look at this boring underwater world.
As a second-level BOSS, Mr. Ke doesn’t know what he should do now.
The game has just launched. I don’t know how long it will take for players to reach this point.
Just like that, Kemeng looked at the seabed in a daze.
In order to pass the boring time, he began to study what species these sea creatures were.
There are seven categories of biological classification: boundary, phylum, class, order, family, genus, and species. Kemeng used his meager knowledge to identify each one slowly.
After watching it for several hours, Mr. Ke sadly discovered that he did not know how to classify marine life, and that he had lost all the knowledge taught to him by his junior high school biology teacher.
It was also at this time that a low murmur sounded in Mr. Ke's ears, rising and falling, and the tone changed from vague to gradually clear.
"The great Cthulhu...the sleeping god of R'lyeh...the Great Old One!"
It was a distant call. Someone was calling Him and recited a long list of God’s names.
Listening to the string of voices, Mr. Ke was in a trance, as if he had traveled through the distance of time and space and saw the summoning place in the distance.
It is another poor and backward small mountain village.
Different from the cat-faced mountain village last time, this time it was a group of black-robed people wearing kobold masks.
They surrounded an old and dilapidated well. Around the well was a magic circle painted with some kind of fluorescent substance. Eight candles were lit in each of the eight corners of the magic circle, burning with a strange green light.
A group of dog-headed masked men gathered around the well, like a bonfire party, circling the well and chanting the long name of Cthulhu.
This time it was a well, last time it was a pool... Kemeng thought to himself, does the ritual of summoning himself require water?
Just when Ke Meng's thoughts moved, all the men in black robes wearing dog-head masks trembled. They immediately knelt down on their knees and banged their foreheads on the ground. Their whole bodies trembled and they did not dare to look up at the well. They said in a trembling voice:
"Great Cthulhu, we are villagers of a kobold mountain village. Recently, new adventurers have frequently invaded our kobold mountain village and snatched a hundred kobold women in front of us. There are no children in our village. I am a woman, please come to the world and make the hateful adventurers extinct!"
Kemen raised his eyebrows inwardly when he heard the kobold's bloody and tearful complaints.
This group of players is really interesting. They actually stole the wife of an NPC. How hungry they are.
Or is that a special mission for the players?
Kemen looked around a small circle of the kobold mountain village with curious eyes. All the dog-headed masked men were wearing black robes and lying on the ground. It was impossible to tell who was a woman, and it was impossible to confirm how many women there were in the kobold mountain village.
Maybe it is true as they say, there is not a single woman left.
The kobolds lying on the ground were trembling even more. They truly felt the spiritual pressure of the Great Terror sweeping past them, and their bodies felt like they had fallen into an ice cellar.
It was as if invisible tentacles penetrated the body, penetrated through the mask, and reached into the ear holes, nostrils, eyes and mouth.
It’s uncomfortable, it’s so uncomfortable!
Fortunately, the pressure only swept away and did not stay for long, otherwise they would have suffocated to death.
It was also at this time that one of the slightly larger men in black robes began to squirm, holding a small basin with both hands, rubbing his head against the floor, kneeling on the ground with his legs, walking alternately from left to right.
Kemeng looked at the man in black robe holding the sacrifice with both hands, and the man in black robe trembled violently.
It was with such gaze that a white word from another world appeared on the head of the black-robed man, and his consciousness automatically recited the word from another world silently into a meaning that Kemeng could understand:
"Kobold Priest"
Is this the elite monster?
Ke Meng immediately turned his attention to the basin in the other person's hand. There was a small, round bundle the size of a palm, and he didn't know what was inside.
The kobold priest was suffocated at this moment, and his body was shaking violently.
Even so, he still knelt forward firmly.
A few seconds later, the kobold priest knelt down at the edge of the well, held up the small basin, hit his forehead on the floor without daring to raise his head, and shouted in a heart-breaking voice:
"This is a little thought on our part."
"I beg you to accept the sacrifices of your slaves."
After that, the small basin fell into the well.
After Kemeng blinked, the small mountain village sacrificial place disappeared, and what he saw in front of him was the ceiling of his home.
Once again he returned to reality.
