Chapter 421 Immersive Synaesthesia

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A brief online conference was held at the General Administration.

Although the Koi City is now in ruins, the rescue work has been completed 89% due to the efforts of the investigators, and the big bosses are finally free to participate in online meetings.

"This time I'm here to tell you that the Shadow Stream House's group account does not exist on the Internet. We decided to use that group account to create a Shadow Stream House. Maybe we can break into the enemy." The fuming man said.

Now the bandage man is not in the conference room. He has lost his memory and recently complained that the Bureau of Investigation is abusing him.

Everyone felt strange when they saw that the bandaged man was not present.

"So, what are the risks?"

"I don't know." Kemon replied.

One person's words made everyone fall into deep thought.

There should be risks. The deacon of Shadow Stream reported the sudden death of the Shadow Stream House group number, indicating that it has side effects. It seems that those with knowledge cannot disclose the group number casually.

When everyone talked about this topic, no one mentioned the number of the group number. Everyone used "group number" as the abbreviation.

"No matter how you look at it, this kind of thing can only be carried out by the network beast, which means that the price will be borne by the network beast. Is that right?" someone asked.

"That's the theory." The network beast was also listening to the meeting and spoke through the speaker.

"Although my words are not kind, but in order to find out the enemy's situation, I agree."

"I agree, but I won't deny that I also have some selfish thoughts." Another big boss agreed.

People are selfish, and if there are people who are not selfish, it would be hard for Kemen to imagine who such a person is.

Can such a character really lead Koizhou to prosperity?

In short, people who sit in the position of S-class bosses have more or less personal thoughts.

But they are honest enough to say they have selfish thoughts.

The mythical beast also knew the risks involved, and after thinking rationally, he planned to take the risk.

Kemeng didn't know what kind of thinking process the online mythical beast went through. In short, it planned to create a group.

The angry man took a laptop and placed it in the conference hall, and watched it live broadcast to create a group.

Creating a cluster is a data-level thing that Kemeng and others cannot see, but it can transform data results into a visual interface.

Of course, the premise is that nothing happens to the online mythical beast. If something happens, Kemeng doesn't know what the consequences will be.

It first obtains the permissions of the Penguin Group's general backend, and then uses administrator permissions to create a group with a fixed number.

When it came to choosing the number of people in the group, the network beast hesitated.

This is a background group creation. It can set up a group of 2,000 people, a group of 5,000 people, or create a group of 500 people.

The beast couldn't make up its mind and asked Kemeng through the computer.

Kemen said wait a moment, closed his eyes, and silently experienced the deacon's feelings before he died.

The moment he said the complete group number, some power swelled out of his body.

This kind of power should be related to the group.

Just silently reflect on that feeling, and then think about how many people it has.

Is it a crowd of five thousand, a crowd of two thousand, a crowd of one thousand, or a crowd of five hundred?

The number of Kemen associations became less and less as he thought about it, and the crazy feeling in his mind came back.

The resistance force surged in the body, but this time Kemeng told the resistance force not to move.

Kemon wants to borrow this crazy feeling to make synaesthesia closer to its original flavor.

ten minutes later.

Ke Meng slowly opened his eyes, with bright red bloodshot eyes, and all kinds of crazy thoughts in his mind.

These thoughts are all the aftereffects of that night. Although the resistance force has cleaned them up, once Kemeng takes the initiative to fantasize and leads them, they will revive in Kemeng's body.

Ke Meng knew that this was a physical residue, not a mental residue.

When he fell into the dream, the will of the evil god had eliminated the unknown mental residues, but the physical residues had not been cleaned up. Since the evil god was in the game, he naturally could not affect Kemeng's body.

The flaming man next to him was startled, feeling that Ke Meng's aura changed drastically, as if he had a crazy smell.

"Ke Meng, Ke Meng!" The angry man shouted, fearing that Ke Meng would go crazy.

"Quiet." Ke Meng opened his mouth, his voice was slightly hoarse, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Ke Meng was trying his best to restrain those crazy thoughts. They were so crazy that they would even dare to kill his companions. Such thoughts were absolutely unacceptable.

Kemeng did not rely on the power of resistance, but used his own rationality to suppress his thoughts and prevent himself from going crazy.

Under such a feeling, Kemeng could feel the spiritual power active in his body.

The crazier you are, the higher your spirituality will be!

At the same time, Kemeng accepted the power from mental pollution, and the synchronization rate of the Synaesthetic Shadow Stream House increased several times.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, it is the fact that it is easier for madmen to peek into hidden information.

This reminded Kemeng of Professor Li Shen from Orange Star, half crazy and half rational. It always seemed to be able to grasp some key points.

Kemen followed his feeling and typed three numbers on the keyboard - "500!"

A group of 500 people!

After typing this line of text, Kemeng was sweating on his head and seemed to have hallucinations in front of his eyes.

The number "251/500" suddenly appeared, and lines of text popped up among the penguins.

What was written in those words? Ke Meng squinted his bloodshot eyes, trying to improve his concentration, but he saw a blur of words, which were not clear enough.

What would be the result if synaesthesia occurred in a dream?

I'm afraid it won't go too smoothly. Due to the obstruction of Blue Star's large filter membrane, Evil God can only have rough synesthesia. Once he wants to observe carefully, he will be disturbed by blurring.

Now, with the help of madness, Kemeng has greatly improved his spiritual perception and the synchronization rate of the Synaesthetic Shadow Stream House. The synaesthesia effect is comparable to the evil synaesthesia blocked by Blue Star.

Kemen covered his other eye with his hand and widened the other eye hard.

When the angry man on the side saw it, he felt that Kemeng's behavior was full of chuuniu and unreasonable.

"Don't you really need to take a rest?"

"I saw it..." Kemen murmured.

"What?" The voice was too hoarse and the angry man couldn't hear it clearly, so he leaned closer.

"@All members, Deacon Zhang was approached by the Investigation Bureau in Koi Island..." Ke Meng murmured.

"Ah!" The angry man suddenly corrected his attitude and his eyes became sharp.

This statement is obviously not Kemeng's style, but the speech of the group manager or group leader.

Group members may also post such words, but group members obviously do not have the right to @all members. Coupled with Kemeng's weird appearance, the possibility of being an administrator or group leader is infinitely higher.

"Did you see the chat history of Shadow Stream House?" the fuming man speculated.

"Completely evacuate the koi..." Kemeng murmured again, his eyes widening.

Halfway through muttering, Ke Meng realized something, closed his eyes again, shook his head and said, "No, this is a chat scene from the past, not from the present."

At this time, the fuming man noticed a drop of blood-colored fluid overflowing from the corner of Kemeng's right eye.