Logically speaking, the emotions of those who went up to cry were absorbed, and they should not come back with a depressed face.
After investigation by a psychiatrist, it turned out that it was not what everyone imagined.
People who cry for half an hour feel as if they have lost something inside, feel very empty, and wonder if they have lost the ability to be sad forever, and then they feel bad and depressed.
After testing by professionals, they still have the ability to be sad and have not lost the ability to be sad.
Currently, there are not many emotional items in the Whale City Investigation Bureau. Only the crying photos actively create sadness.
Other items are items driven by human emotions and cannot actively generate emotions, just like the psychic fruit tree that needs others to water it with emotions.
Therefore, the watering staff in these rounds were all crying staff. After crying, they all felt empty and felt like they had lost something.
At this time, Director Lei came over and told Kemeng the level of the psychic fruit tree.
"Some people have already tested the effect of spiritual fruit. People with 26 gnosis can be raised to 67. The effect is very obvious." Director Lei said happily.
"Your psychic fruit tree is rated as a level four thing, which offsets the contribution value needed for the storage scarf."
"If you like a certain treasure in the middle game, you can ask. If it passes the review, you can use new items to earn contribution points to try to pay it back."
Director Lei proposed a very friendly exchange model, which is regarded as bartering.
Kemen didn't refuse. In fact, he had something he wanted, but he didn't know if the investigation bureau had it.
"Does our bureau have any special tools for dealing with sand?" Kemon asked.
Director Lei smiled, and as soon as he heard Kemeng speak, he knew what he wanted to ask, "Are you worried about your stupid pet?"
Indeed, it would be troublesome if it kept shaking.
"There are things that can handle sand." Director Lei thought.
"What kind of thing?" Kemen asked curiously.
Director Lei entered a number on his tablet and called up "6-1893".
When Kemen saw the number 6-1893, he immediately thought of the number 6-0064 of the Juli Gloves.
The serial numbers of special items are basically arranged in order, and level six items are the mediocre class with the largest number.
However, Juli Gloves did not line up in order, but jumped in and dropped No. 64.
Because the special item at position 0064 of the sixth-level thing was destroyed at that time, it was an abandoned and useless file, so Juli Gloves jumped in and parachuted into position 64.
Ke Meng looked at what Director Lei gave him. The data of 6-1893 is as follows:
"Sand Salt Worm"
"Feeding conditions: only eat sand. If you don't eat sand every day, you will scream with hunger, and the screams will be weird."
"Characteristics: Pull out salt."
A very simple explanation, and there is also the feeding record of the Nth round. The sand worm has an endless appetite and can eat sand all the time, and the salt it pulls out is table salt grade salt, which is pure white and has no harmful impurities.
"This thing..." Ke Meng was slightly moved.
Although its characteristics are a bit off, and people with mental disorders may not like it, it is better than it can handle sand.
The conversion ratio of sand and salt worms is not one to one. It takes ten kilograms of sand to convert one hundred grams of salt.
"With your merits, you can exchange it directly. The requirements for level six things are not high." Director Lei said.
Kemeng had two achievements in capturing members of the Shadow Stream, and another one where he directly solved the elevator case. The achievements he accumulated were enough for him to permanently replace a level six object.
Of course, there are some good things in the sixth-level things, and the required contribution points will be different, but it is not a problem for Kemeng.
Kemen finally changed it. It doesn’t matter whether you eat the salt produced by the sand bugs or not. The main thing is that it can help clean the environment at home.
Not long after, Kemen received a transparent pet box. The white sand salt worm was lying in the box, like a caterpillar, with a curled body.
Before Kemen left the investigation bureau, he received news that the sprouted psychic fruit trees would be transported to the desert area and made into special paper by a printer.
After leaving the investigation bureau, Kemen drove to an open wilderness area, set up a camera, and tried out his idea.
The white sugar sand sculptures will shed sand when they fly, making them suitable for filming whimsical videos.
White Sugar came to the wild for the first time. Before that, it had been living in the yellow desert and had never seen anything other than green plants.
Of course, modern architecture is also a product it has never seen before.
Kemeng first gave instructions on how to fly, and then Baisusu spread his wings and took off on the spot.
Crash, the fine yellow sand shakes out from the feathers of the white sugar, like rain, the sand is scattered all the way, which looks very special.
White sugar is like a rainfall airplane, but instead of rain, it rains sand.
Tang Yuan stood there watching the show, looking up at Bai Sutang from time to time, and then lowering his head to play with his mobile phone.
Kemeng stood quietly next to Tangyuan to see what it was playing.
Looking at the phone, it turned out that Tangyuan was playing with the pesticide king.
Each of Tangyuan's hairs controls the touch screen pen, like a multi-handed spider controlling every key button on the phone screen, and then controls the hero to attack the tower and kill people in the game, and is eventually killed by the defense tower and the enemy.
"If you charge the tower in a 1V1 like this, you will be beaten by the tower. It is equivalent to a 2V1. People will definitely not be afraid of you." Kemeng reminded him.
The glutinous rice balls barked, that's it.
Tangyuan is the first to play this game and doesn’t quite understand how to play it, so he plays it based on his feeling.
At this time, Kemeng saw the words in the chat box on the phone screen:
"Sent to the tower without thinking?"
"If you don't know how to play, just go play the human machine!"
Tangyuan naturally saw those words, and it could already understand some of them, but not as thoroughly as Baisugao.
Tang Yuan wants to type, but doesn’t know what to type.
Typing is a hurdle, I don’t know Pinyin, and the voice input function does not support dog language recognition, so only handwriting input is useful.
But ease of use does not mean fast. The input speed is not as fast as Pinyin and Wubi input methods.
Tangyuan was playing with her mobile phone and had already begun to think about practicing pinyin input technology, or learning Wubi or other methods.
At this time, Baisugao was flying in the sky, flapping his wings, looking at the endless blue sky, wondering if he could escape.
After all, all the attention of the evil god is on his mobile phone.
Bai Sutang thought for a while, but still didn't run away.
The reason is simple. If the evil god wants to capture it, it will be effortless.
After flying for a while, the grass on the ground was covered with yellow sand. Kemeng used a close-up lens to capture the details of the grass. These are all materials.
In the distance, three backpackers were walking in the mountains and forests. Suddenly they looked up and saw a flying white bird. Under the white bird's body was a curtain of yellow sand, which kept falling like rain.
"what is that?"
"It must be a special animal. I remember the official said that if you report a special creature to the country, you can get a reward." A backpacker said happily.
"Why report it? If you catch it and raise it yourself, wouldn't it be nice?" Another man asked strangely.
