After transferring the knowledge, Liu Siting still went crazy and fainted.
My brain didn't explode, that's okay.
Kemeng invaded the opponent's dream with a backhand, absorbing the wandering chaotic knowledge.
As for the confusing information that had integrated into her consciousness, there was nothing that could be done about it.
Liu Siting is destined not to be a normal person. What awaits her in the second half of her life is a life that combines chaos and rationality.
Kemen retreated quietly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw R'lye looking the same as before.
Starfish and Coral, two creatures with super thick blood volume, were still fighting in close quarters. Their wounds healed quickly, and it was almost impossible to see who had the upper hand.
Kemen watched for a while and then ran to see the construction project of the dream players.
Tens of millions of people are concentrated in the plain areas for construction, and the construction of science and technology zones has made great progress.
The building insiders in Kemen's Synaesthesia Materials District are already manufacturing circuits and other instruments, and are preparing to transform into automated production.
Kemen was about to take a closer look when suddenly he felt that something was coming to Raleye.
Blinking, he canceled the synaesthesia screen, looked through the darkness of R'lye, and saw a ghost in the shape of a black cloak flying in.
The black ghost was filled with a rotten and dark atmosphere, and the clothes on his body seemed to have not been changed in decades.
The ghost apostle seemed very excited to see Cthulhu in his awakening state.
Then, humbly, it began to report to Cthulhu the recent development of believers.
There are already 256 fanatical believers with Cthulhu as the core. This is the main reason why the black ghosts have not come to Cthulhu to report the situation recently.
They are too busy running around, training uncivilized and ignorant people, and they really can't get around to report the situation.
It wasn't until the black ghosts gathered on land that they discovered that no one reported to work, so they immediately sent a ghost who was not corrupt enough to go to R'lyeh.
The ghost whose own aura was not rotten enough shivered. While suffering from the pressure of the evil god, he reported his work tremblingly.
Ke Meng could feel the morbid happiness from it. It was obviously uncomfortable and wanted to die, but it showed a look of enjoyment.
The black ghost said that human adventurers were stubborn and difficult to tame. After finally taming a group of them, they disappeared from the world.
They don't want to tame human adventurers anymore. It's a waste of resources. They might as well spend their time on local monsters.
Although the monster cannot remember the memories of its previous life after death and rebirth, it is still better than those believers who play tricks on the world and disappear.
The black ghost asked the evil god Cthulhu whether to take action against the human adventurers and suppress them. After all, the gods behind the human adventurers killed those fanatical believers for no reason and hindered the pace of Cthulhu's unblocking cause.
After Kemen listened, his face was expressionless, but in his heart he already knew the nature of the adventurer's disappearance.
To be converted into Cthulhu believers, they naturally have to be monitored in reality to prevent them from proselytizing.
In this regard, Kemeng's opinion is to continue domestication!
Before, Kemeng's opinion was not to tame them anymore, but this time it's different. Players are important resources.
Liu Siting has been assigned an important task by Ke Meng. If she does not die, she can make many sexy moves.
Although these human believers are temporarily trapped and unable to play a role, they can be retained to play a role in the future.
Kemeng passed a thought and used the power of controlling fear to control the body of the black ghost, giving it the idea of continuing to tame it.
The black ghost trembled all over, and great fear arose in his heart.
The cloak became more tattered, the smell of decay became stronger, and the whole body exuded a cold feeling.
Indescribable fear weighed on his heart, and the black ghost's rationality was almost squeezed out.
Continue to tame humans, never stop, no matter how difficult it is, the black ghost understands, but his body is also close to the edge of collapse.
Kemen stopped in time and the black ghost did not die.
The black ghost waited in place for a while, feeling weak and strong at the same time, as if it had become stronger.
It expressed its sincere gratitude and wandered away from R'lyeh.
Kemen stared at the back of the black ghost and nodded secretly in his heart.
In terms of loyalty, the black ghosts are indeed a dedicated group, dedicated to the cause of unblocking.
It was also at this time that Kemeng heard an illusory murmur.
To be fair, sacrifices have been coming quite quickly lately.
There are two hundred and fifty-six believers. If the base becomes larger and larger in the future, it is estimated that believers will sacrifice every day.
Time Stone Powder, let’s call it rare, and monsters in Novice Village can offer sacrifices to it, which makes it feel like it’s not difficult to collect.
Call it rare enough. Among the 256 believer groups, only one group held a sacrifice today. It seems to be quite difficult to collect.
Kemen accepted the other party's sacrifice, and some of his consciousness parachuted into a low-rise house to build a village.
Kemen saw a group of little monsters wearing black robes. The black robes covered their upper bodies, and only the corners of the robes exposed their toes.
They were barefoot without shoes, their toes had sharp nails, and there was black mud in their fingertips.
Kemen couldn't see their whole bodies, which didn't matter. All his followers would wear them like this when performing sacrifices, in order to ensure that they would not look directly at the evil god.
It is possible that spiritual intuition can also be sealed in black robes and masks to further avoid the risk of looking directly at the evil god. This is Ke Meng's new understanding.
This group of black-robed little monsters chanted loudly: "Great Cthulhu...the ruler of the old days...the sleeping god of R'lyeh..."
"We are a family of dwarfs. We hope that the great Lord can give strength to all the old, weak, sick and disabled."
“Good or bad, we accept it.”
"This is a perfect sword, the most beautiful sword in the world!"
The dwarf raised a short sword and threw it into the village well.
Kemen took a look at it, and it was perfect at first glance. It was indeed a perfect sword.
Without any hesitation, Kemeng thought, gray mist surged through, and the sword disappeared.
According to the other party's request, Ke Meng became aware of all the old, weak, sick and disabled in the village.
Having said that, the other party's request is really cruel, and you will be killed as soon as you hear it.
Weed out the old, weak, sick and disabled, and those who can't survive will die as soon as possible. The dwarfs who survive will become stronger. Together with the middle-aged and middle-aged people in the village, the whole village is full of elite soldiers.
No one knows better than them what herd immunity of vulnerable groups is. It’s so cruel.
This group of dwarf wolves are not the group of prairie wolves that sacrificed the Book of Crafty Words. This is a new race with a more ruthless character.
Kemen waited for a while to make sure that the other party did not make new demands, and then felt the emotions of the dwarf tribe carefully. The members of this village did not feel young, at least not subjectively.
The old, weak, sick and disabled have great mood swings. Some disabled people are secretly dissatisfied, while some old people are secretly looking forward to it. Maybe they will be decades younger and regain their youthful vitality.
The ideas were not unified enough, and there were only seven dwarfs with objections. It seemed that in this village, the majority vote overcame the minority vote, and the opponents passively accepted the group's decision.
However, Kemen is an evil god, how could he condone these people who know better.
Everyone must accept random gain magic!
The next second, all the dwarf tribe felt inexplicable power surge in their bodies.
Some dwarfs encountered strong backlash and could not withstand the pressure, turning into a ball of bones.
Those dwarfs who were healthy and in adulthood were frightened because they also felt strange powers arising in their bodies.
"Ouch!"
After a long time, the dwarf tribe survived and became stronger, but half of the tribe was forced to die.
The surviving dwarf tribe was silent, with tears in their eyes.
After a while, they wiped away their tears and came to the tribe's resurrection altar, waiting for the newborn to appear. The tears on their faces had dried, as if they had not flowed.
