The silver gate reveals a sense of contradiction, something external is affecting it.
This creates a very strange visual picture.
The silver gate was half-hidden and half-revealed in front of Kemeng.
Kemen sometimes remembered it, and sometimes he didn't remember that there was a door in front of it, and he felt confused.
My companions were also confused.
Once the door is gone, they will forget about it again.
Ke Meng has high spirituality, and after the number of times increased, he felt strange.
However, pushing the door is the priority.
Ke Meng walked forward, about to reach the silver door, and his palm was about to touch the silver door.
Fifty centimeters, forty centimeters, thirty centimeters.
At this time, someone suddenly shouted.
"There's something weird about this door. Let's step back and discuss it again." Shi Lao said.
Shi Lao's spirituality was high, and the side effects of using the Mother of Teleportation Stone were still affecting him. He seemed to feel a more profound message.
After listening to Shi Lao's words, Ke Meng and others stepped back a hundred meters before discussing the matter of pushing the door open.
"Someone pushed the door. I could feel the door being pushed, but I don't know why. That person seemed to be trying his best to hide the door and didn't want us to know." Shi Lao frowned and expressed his feelings.
In terms of spirituality, Shi Lao's spiritual activity was higher than Kemeng's.
Kemen looked back and saw that there was nothing there, no door, only a square hole in the wall.
After a few seconds, I saw the silver door installed on the wall again, without any sense of disobedience.
No one remembers who opened the door.
Who is that person?
Kemen couldn't remember it either, he couldn't even think of it.
It was as if that person did not exist in the world, "he" was just a figment of Kemeng's imagination, a non-existent person.
"The state of the door is very wrong. It's not that stable. I suggest asking that madman again, but that man is about to go mad. Being mad is very dangerous. Let's make a decision together." Old Shi suggested.
In the Kemen wine jar, the guy who sealed it is the owner of the door, and he knows the door very well.
It's just that the other party's mental state is indeed very confusing. Once he goes crazy, he is very likely to become a source of super mental pollution. A few of them can also radiate a city-level pollution source.
Kemen had never felt this dangerous before, but this was a warning from his own spirituality.
"Check the status first. If it's stable, ask. If not, don't ask." Everyone agreed to ask. If you don't ask, you should also check the status. If the status is not right, don't ask. It's better to delay than to explode.
"How many meters are cleared here?" Kemon asked.
"Clear at least one kilometer radius of the area." Shi Lao said.
"If it's not enough, add another one kilometer radius to clear the area." Kemeng said.
"OK."
The order was quickly issued, allowing nearby clearance personnel to quickly clear the area.
Kemen took out the forbidden wine jar, which can seal small objects and theoretically stop the opponent's time.
Ke Meng was waiting to clear the place, so that if the shadow had mental problems after leaving the jar, it would also protect the normal people around him.
The place they chose was a deserted suburb with no buildings, just in case anyone who accidentally entered the area was kicked out.
"Clearing is complete." Shi Lao's phone rang, and the voice of his superior came.
Kemeng grabbed his hand and dragged Zhai Yuquan out.
Zhai Yuquan's crazy temperament did not change at all. Instead, he turned his head, saw Yinmen, and let out a hamster-like sound again.
Kemen grabbed his hand and pushed the shadow back.
"No, he's even more excited." Ke Meng shook his head.
Everyone was suddenly confused and timid.
Before opening the door, everyone was reading the note. At that time, the Silver Gate was not in such a weird state.
Now the Silver Gate is half-hidden and half-revealed. It's very unreliable, as if it's about to explode.
"Note, note, what's going on with our note?" Ke Meng suddenly raised his head and noticed something unusual.
Several dozen minutes have passed, why did I only think of the abnormality of the note now?
Kemen remembered clearly that he did not have the habit of writing a note warning himself not to open the door, but this happened, and every companion wrote a note.
"I don't remember either, but I'm sure I wrote the note voluntarily to remind myself." Old Shi took out his note and took a look at it.
Kemen also took out his own note.
Swish, swish, swish.
Everyone handed over their slips of paper and placed them on the ground, allowing everyone to observe and find differences.
Everyone's handwriting is different and not written by the same person.
However, Kemeng felt that there were some strange blank spaces in these notes, and the words were not aligned.
"Wait a minute, I'm going to have a round of dream synaesthesia." Kemen said.
"Well, okay."
Kemen fell asleep. In fact, he was a little sleepy.
He fell asleep very quickly and was in a dream all of a sudden.
In turn, he sensed the note he wrote and the silver gate.
The fog broke, and Kemeng saw a confidential picture quality level.
On the note, it was clearly written: "Don't come in after 60 seconds. If Shijun doesn't come back, don't open the door."
However, Ke Meng clearly remembered that in reality, there was no such thing as "If Shijun has not returned, don't open the door."
At this time, Yinmen also saw it.
It is full of the charm of knowledge, attracting Kemeng to open it, as if opening it can learn more knowledge.
In front of the silver gate, there is a vague person.
Ke Meng couldn't see through it, but looking at the man's body with the bandage unwrapped, Ke Meng could feel that he was an acquaintance.
Who is it?
Kemeng couldn't remember it clearly, but as he stared longer, Kemeng had an idea and combined the name of Shijun recorded on the note with the fallen figure in front of the silver gate.
It's Toki-kun, the bandage man, an S-class member of the Investigation Bureau!
Kemen remembered it all.
Ke Meng immediately looked at himself and forced himself to wake up.
However, after waking up, the memory in his mind was forcefully erased.
Ke Meng opened his eyes in confusion, and everyone gathered around him.
"Well, did you see anything?"
"It seems...I forgot." Kemeng's face changed slightly, how could he forget.
Unless, this is knowledge that only evil gods can know!
After returning to reality, as a mortal, he has no way of knowing.
"Then what to do?" Shi Lao couldn't make up his mind either.
Is the door still open, or not?
"It's not open for now, but I want to touch the door to get further synaesthesia." Kemeng stood up and did not give up.
Mainly because I don’t want to have long nights and lots of dreams.
And this door didn't give me a feeling of extreme danger, it just felt weird.
"I'll just touch the door and feel it." Kemeng said.
Everyone discussed it for a while and felt that it was risky, but if they just touched the door, it should be fine.
Shi Lao held one of Ke Meng's arms, ready to teleport away at any time.
Kemen walked forward, one step, two steps, three steps, getting closer and closer to the silver door.
As the distance got closer, the desire for knowledge quickly deepened, as if there was knowledge that could destroy the world hidden behind the door.
"Resistance +0.1!"
The twisted sense of longing is also a mental disturbance, and the resistance power surges and continues to swipe the screen.
Even if Ke Meng didn't push the door, he would still make a profit by collecting the wool, which gave Ke Meng more motivation to touch the door.
But when he touched the door, Kemeng's foot felt like he had kicked something. It was soft, not like a steel door, but rather like he had kicked someone in the waist.
