After tearing off the black robe of a scholar, the desire to learn faded away again.
Ke Meng couldn't tell which knowledge he wanted to learn the most. It seemed that no problem was important and he didn't want to learn any of it.
"Why is your expression still so bad?" The director noticed that something was wrong with Ke Meng's expression.
"Here, I'll give you some treatment." The director took out a music box, opened it, and soft music that washed one's soul slowly flowed out.
Shi Lao also took out a soul-healing object, but when he saw that the director had already taken it out, he didn't use it, lest the extraordinary powers of the two objects conflict.
"I don't want to think about any problems right now. Let me be quiet." Kemen waved his hand.
Ke Meng sat on the lawn, looking at the silver door of knowledge. Faced with the temptation of knowledge that it radiated vaguely, Ke Meng only felt troublesome.
Learning is a very troublesome thing.
First of all, the brain has to remember things. The things to be remembered are many and complex, and they have to be memorized, understood and digested into their own knowledge.
Abstract, concrete, and complex things became a mess in Kemeng's mind.
Ke Meng freed his mind. As long as I don't think about it, there will be no chaos.
In an instant, Kemeng relaxed and lay on the lawn, spreading his body in a standard "big" posture.
Old Shi took a calm look and breathed a sigh of relief: "He's fine. That's a side effect of the black robe of a scholar."
"The side effects are so serious." The director-general was silent. From Kemeng's facial expression, body language, and voice, he could feel the lazy temperament exuded by him.
Ke Meng really didn't want to think anymore. He let his mind go and ignored the temptation of the door of knowledge. He had no distracting thoughts in his mind and just wanted to sleep.
In less than ten seconds, Kemeng really fell asleep.
Looking at Kemeng who didn't want to think and fell asleep, the director didn't know what to do for a while and fell into silence.
Shi Lao moved and took out a special item with air-distance transport function. "I'll take down the silver door first. No one will open the door anyway."
"Um."
After a while, the silver door was dismantled and placed on the ground.
Without the wall, there would be no waves in the ancient Yinmen well.
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In the dream, Kemen opened his eyes, and the pressure of the evil god Cthulhu spread radially like invisible ripples.
The problem of being too lazy to think about problems disappeared under the influence of the power of the evil god.
Kemen looked at the silent Raleye, brainstorming in the sea of consciousness, various problems emerged in his heart, dismantling them, and figuring out the origin of the problems.
Kemen kept thinking, looking for suspicious clues.
He has not opened that silver door yet, but it is most likely a living door, not controlled by Kemeng but controlled by others.
There may not really be a place of knowledge behind the door.
In addition, the scholar's black robe is also untrustworthy. It belongs to Zhai Yuquan, and it matches the sect's organization too well.
It may also be a conscious thing, suspected of deliberately inducing him.
If there were no scholars in Heipao and no ontological consciousness, then Kemeng would have to do some self-examination.
Is the knowledge that I most want to learn the most, really to unlock the ancient god's seal?
The biggest benefit of unlocking the seal of the ancient god is to liberate the evil god Cthulhu in the game world.
If Cthulhu's original consciousness is still alive, he should not expose his purpose so easily.
After thinking about it, Ke Meng silently sketched the figure of the scholar in black robe in his mind, performing cross-border synaesthesia.
Long black robe, wide hood, and neat edges.
Well, Kemen saw the Ke disciples and the black robes on the Ke disciples.
Ke Meng was startled for a moment, as if something had crossed his mind.
Kemen stopped synesthesia, and then pictured the scene in his mind again.
Then, Kemeng saw the large black robes worn by the game monsters again.
It's smelly again.
Kemen changed the channel, synesthetized again, and thought of the movies he had watched, all kinds of black robes.
"The styles of these black robes are actually similar." Ke Meng was also drunk.
The style of the black robe is very simple, and there are many similar styles. If there are no patterns to mark the differences, it is easy to get confused.
Then, Ke Meng once again synesthetically sought the black robe of the scholar, and recalled the feeling of curiosity.
I didn't recall my thirst for knowledge just now, mainly because I was afraid of how this body might react.
He has reason to suspect that the true will of Cthulhu is still alive. If it is really what it did, recalling that weird desire for knowledge, might it overturn?
In short, Kemon really did this.
Fortunately, the rollover accident that Ke Meng was worried about did not happen. This time Ke Meng finally saw the black robe of the scholar.
Judging from the feel, it does taste that way.
However, the black robe seems to have been shut down in a sealed object, where time has stagnated and there is no concept of time.
Affected by the Blue Star home star, Kemeng's synesthesia is not stable.
I want to deepen my synaesthesia, but there is an invisible resistance preventing me from doing so.
In other words, you can watch it, but you can't do anything excessive.
"There is no living consciousness." Ke Meng silently understood the result.
Kemen hurriedly ended today's synaesthesia.
Afterwards, Kemeng changed the channel to see what the results were from Orange Star.
As a result, Kemen saw a large group of female believers, looking calm and composed.
It was obvious that they were still men the day before yesterday, Ke Meng remembered it clearly.
"Sure enough, she turned into a woman." Ke Meng sighed.
From the perspective of the evil god, it seems that there is a mysterious force at work, causing unexpected changes to the Ke believers.
Such changes were too weird and caused unknown changes in the body.
Some believers are still in the process of transformation and have not completely transformed into women, but the unexplainable thing about men is in the process of degradation.
In addition, the pores and coarse hairs of the skin are shrinking.
The face shape is also slightly narrowed, the shoulders are slightly shrunken, and the bones are also slightly changed.
"It's believers of other faiths who are causing trouble. Who are they?" Kemon was in R'lye and could not lend a helping hand.
Fortunately, only the Peace Prison experienced such changes, and the K-sect believers in other prisons were not affected by the transformation.
The Orange Star senior management is also troubled by this.
Some people in the Special Information Review Department have gone crazy and muttered to themselves.
A male reviewer turned into a woman overnight.
It's still daytime, but the other person has turned into a woman.
At the same time, the latest news from Heping Prison also spread, and a large number of male patients turned into women.
It does not have much impact on female patients suffering from madness for the time being. They are already female and cannot become female again.
Li Shen got up early and took a look at the internal communication messages.
"Shocking, the gender of a male patient in Heping Prison has been reversed!"
"Researchers, please report your physical health and gender in real time."
With a serious face on his face, he slowly stood up and walked into the toilet.
After a while, young Professor Li Shen walked out of the toilet again.
His eyes were bloodshot.
His eyes had always been like this, he was used to it.
He pulled out the light blue light blue and typed his real-time information: "Gender: Male."
