Ke Meng waited outside the door for more than ten minutes and asked Captain Luo about the printer.
"The printer started printing a few days ago, and that's when the trees started disappearing."
Captain Luo explained to Kemeng the problem of the library's resumption of work. The library's resumption of work was later than everyone thought, so no one was working there at the time.
Among the two security guards, the security guard in question was guarding the post for his colleague, so the colleague was happy and did not go to work.
So the amount of trees consumed by the printer in seven days has been calculated, a total of 360 trees.
Ke Meng did the calculation mentally last time, and this time he used the calculator function of his mobile phone to do it again.
20*60*24=28800.
The daily output is 28,800 sheets and the annual output is 10 million sheets.
Someone has made data. Considering the size of a country, the consumption of this printer is not large, and it cannot have a substantial short-term impact on the country. It can completely accommodate it.
But in cities, it is a disaster for green trees.
So this printer has been transported to the desert. In the desert area, after printing for a while, it stopped and stopped printing.
But once it moves out of the desert area, it starts printing again.
As a result, the oasis trees in the desert area will disappear, but by chance, there are special items for greening trees at the sealing points in the desert area. Trees are created every day, forming a perfect pair with the printer, which loops infinitely and becomes a perpetual motion machine.
As for the side effects of building trees every day, Captain Luo is not sure. That thing is not in Whale City, so it is difficult to find out.
At this time, the curtains of the interrogation room were opened.
In the room, there was a neatly dressed investigator surnamed Di. His face was serious, as if nothing happened.
He left the interrogation room, and the relevant personnel entered and adjusted the lights to ensure that the two shadows were locked inside.
Captain Luo stepped forward to chat with Di Ping and asked him how the conversation went and whether he had obtained any key information.
Di Ping said with a stinky face, "Everyone, let's go check out the investigation files. The interrogation records have been included in this issue's files."
This means that the interrogation has been completed, but I am not in the mood to share the joy of a successful interrogation with everyone at the moment.
After all, that's not very pleasant.
Ke Meng was not able to see the live dance. He didn't know what kind of dance it was, which was a bit regretful.
Looking back, the Kemeng Bureau looked at the investigation files for this issue and finally knew who the opponent's target was.
A sacrifice was made to the great Lord of Shadows, but the Lord of Shadows did not respond to the sacrificial ceremony, so the sacrifice failed.
"Travel Notes on Whale County" is already a special book in itself, representing the ecology of the entire Whale County area.
It was stained with blood, causing a bloody disaster in the Whale County area.
Currently, people from the Investigation Bureau are using special items to eliminate disasters and purify "Whale County Travels".
It was a bit late to end the interrogation that night.
Ke Meng returned to his room to sort out today's harvest.
Taking out the long-lost notebook, Kemen flipped through it and wrote on a new page:
"The members of Shadow Stream are offering sacrifices to the Lord of Shadows. Is it possible that the ultimate leader of the Shadow Stream organization is the evil god?"
Kemen once again drew the sacrificial pattern of someone else's sacrifice, trying to understand synaesthesia.
He saw two shadows outside the interrogation room with his own eyes. They were the initiators of the sacrifice ceremony, and the connection should have deepened a little.
This time, Ke Meng vaguely saw something.
An extremely blurry picture emerged. It was the room where the sacrificial ceremony was held. The blood-stained "Travel to Whale County" was placed in the center of the sacrificial ceremony. The two men had already fallen down, and the shadows under them came out of the body and swam from the gap to the balcony. outside.
The screen ends here.
It's like seeing something but not seeing it. Now that the prisoners have been found, what's the point?
Well, wait?
Ke Meng looked at the pattern on the notebook and stared at it quietly for two seconds.
Two seconds later, he tore the page out and burned it with a lighter.
"It's really crazy. If the other party is really an evil god, once I succeed in synesthesia, I will be the only one who dies." Kemeng was frightened for a while.
I didn't expect it at first, but now that I suddenly think of it, I feel like I'm surviving a disaster.
Fortunately, Kemon didn't know the truth behind the synaesthetic patterns.
Sometimes, not knowing the truth is also a kind of happiness.
Kemon is not an evil god in reality. Without Cthulhu's perverted data, the fate of the synaesthetic evil god will not be much better. There is a high probability that he will receive a lot of chaotic knowledge and then go crazy.
Well, wait a minute.
It seems that it is not a dead end. It was the second level of thought just now, and now he has thought of the third level of thought.
In the third level of assumptions, as long as he does not die suddenly on the spot, even if he becomes a madman, he can sleep.
Kemon will become Cthulhu in his dream, possessing the personality of an evil god.
Any kind of madness is nothing in His realm.
Kemen took a deep breath and closed the notebook.
Fortunately, I have the dreaming skill as a guarantee, otherwise living in this mysterious world would be really dangerous.
Kemeng looked at the sand sculpture in the room. The sand sculpture seemed very well-behaved, not daring to make any noise, and was cautious.
"Let me give you a name. What should I choose?" Kemen paused, thinking about the name in his mind.
Tangyuan had something to say and barked twice.
"Woof woof!"
It’s called white glutinous rice balls, just in time for the occasion.
Ke Meng kicked the ball and refused the suggestion of naming Tangyuan.
After thinking for a while, Kemeng didn't have a good idea, so he asked netizens for help.
"Ask, I have a sand sculpture at home, how should I name it?"
Kemen added a picture.
Currently, Kemeng's fans are very active, and soon they are adding suggestions in the comment area.
"Jade and Fish in the Rain": "Why don't you call it white sugar? Rice dumplings are delicious if you add sugar."
"Speechless and collapsed": "For free."
"NOThanKyou": "Since there are glutinous rice balls, why not call them sugar."
"Haizong Uncle Langtang Sweetheart": "Not as good as sandbags."
"The Beauty Returns from a Drunken Dream": "Call me Goudan, how exciting it is."
Ke Meng glanced at it and then looked at Sha Diao again.
"how do you feel?"
The little sand sculpture didn't dare to say anything, so it just chirped softly.
It all depends on the master’s will.
Well, since the white-haired sand sculpture is so Buddhist, Kemeng doesn't have to worry about it anymore.
Ke Meng wouldn't take the dog eggs, freebies, etc. He knew the other party was joking, so he didn't care.
The same goes for sandbags.
Have you ever seen a sand sculpture as big as a sandbag?
Wait, it really sounds like that.
I looked at the white-haired sand sculpture, which was about sixty centimeters tall.
There are two types of sandbags, one is a throwing toy and the other is a boxing sandbag.
A large sandbag is a great fitness companion when boxing or kicking.
But Kemeng chose to deny it, and finally set his sights on the two names of sugar, or white sugar.
The feathers of the white-haired sand sculpture are white, and the white sugar has an additional word white as an adjective to describe it more accurately.
"Let me call you White Sugar from now on. Add some White Sugar when eating glutinous rice balls, it goes well with the occasion." Kemeng patted the big white eagle on the head and said with a gentle smile.
White Sugar was confused and didn't know what it was, but after a while, it remembered the meaning of White Sugar.
White sugar is pure white in color and very sweet. It is commonly used in cooking and can also be added to food.
White Sugar thought its master was going to cook it, so it shook its body subconsciously, and the yellow sand fell from the crevices of its feathers.
