The strange characteristics of the drawing pencil have left the Bureau unsure. This thing seems to have the potential to rise.
"Do you want to test whether there is an end to its strength increase?" the staff asked.
The limits of items are part of daily testing by testers. However, because the limits of certain types of items are relatively high, it takes a long time to clear them.
Drawing pencils can increase the strength of each stroke. People can't help but think, if there are no restrictions and the person is allowed to keep drawing, how much strength will be increased?
"I don't agree, we can't do any uncontrollable tests." Director Lei refused on the spot, focusing on stability.
This item is not stable enough, and no matter how high the upper limit is, it is not considered promising.
Ke Meng did not object. Even if unstable items have the potential to rise, it is not good. Human lives are at stake.
Unless the people participating in the gesture are very rational and can resist the inner chaos.
Ke Meng was a good candidate for the test, so he thought about it, looked at Director Lei and said, "Let me give it a try."
Director Lei looked hesitant. If anyone dared to say this, he would definitely slap him in the face. Do you want to die? no way!
But Kemeng is different. Kemeng's rationality is the strongest among humans he has ever seen. No human being is more firm than Kemeng's rationality. It is as if the entire person's rational thinking has been fixed and will not be shaken by external objects.
"Are you sure?" Director Lei thought again and again and asked worriedly.
Judging from the meaning of Director Lei's inquiry, Kemeng knew that Director Lei was already relieved. He would talk about Ke's inner confidence later and soon convinced Director Lei.
Ke Meng sat on the table, thought for a while, and asked Bald Rice Rice Ball to sit across from him.
The bald glutinous rice ball stuck out its big tongue and looked innocent, thinking that Kemeng had something good to say.
"Sit here. I'll hit you later, but don't fight back, understand?" Kemeng patted Tangyuan's dog's head.
Tangyuan nodded, and immediately became confused again. It felt like the master was starting to get busy again.
Every time I see the owner showing such an expression, Tangyuan thinks back to the past days.
A bad premonition came quietly.
At this time, Kemeng picked up the pencil, and a restlessness for writing arose.
Ke Meng did not restrain himself and wrote directly.
The moment I write, countless images and sounds rush into my mind, causing my brain to fall into a state of panic for a moment.
The resistance power breaks out, causing Kemon to return to consciousness.
But at the same time, those noisy sounds and messy images were swept away, leaving nothing behind.
In the eyes of the outside world, Kemeng suddenly became indescribable. It was obviously the same face as before, but when looking directly at it with the naked eye, one instinctively felt that it was impossible to see clearly, as if an unknown existence was sitting there, not belonging to this time period or this world. .
But a second later, the indescribable feeling in Kemeng disappeared again. Kemeng was still the same Kemeng. What he saw and heard just now seemed like a gust of wind blowing past, which was extremely unreal.
"What happened just now?" Several testers who had calmed down were still under the influence of the Copy of Reason, but after seeing the indescribable effects on Kemeng, they were a little distracted and found it difficult to maintain a calm state.
"The effect is even more shocking than that of the tester. Could it be that there are different amplification effects in the hands of different people?" Director Lei is highly spiritual, feels deeper, and knows more than any tester.
With the same indescribable temperament, Ke Meng's amplification effect is higher. Why is this? Director Lei fell into deep thought.
At this time, Kemeng put down his pen and said, "The video is here, let me see it."
The staff immediately pulled up the video they had just recorded and projected it on the big screen.
Kemeng saw himself in the video just writing, and felt a strange feeling come out.
It seems that the face is not that face, but what kind of face it is, I can't tell clearly.
This is indescribable and cannot be described.
What the eyes see and what the spirit perceives are different things, which causes the investigators to have a strange separation between vision and senses.
At the same time, the higher the spirituality, the more severe the sense of division.
What Director Lei saw was something indescribable and disgusting to him.
He couldn't tell exactly what it looked like, but he was sure it wasn't human.
Others also have a strange temperament when using pencils, but Ke Meng's side is more serious.
"Are you okay?" Director Lei saw Kemeng sitting in his seat and watching the video as if nothing was wrong, but he couldn't help but ask.
"It's okay." Kemen shook his head.
Watching the video feels quite scary. After all, you are watching yourself. Not everyone can look normal after watching the 100% strange feeling.
"One more time, you don't have to worry about me, I'm fine." Kemeng said, sitting back in his seat, writing on the paper just now.
"Huh..." Kemeng looked at the paper on the table and saw that it was written by himself.
In a chaotic subconscious state, Kemeng only had time to write half a symbol before he woke up.
But Kemen looked at the unfinished font and felt vaguely familiar.
First of all, this is an alien language, but Kemon can't remember what the word is.
In addition, the font itself is not finished, making it even more difficult to recall.
"Are you sure?" Director Lei asked again, feeling that the pencil gesture was specifically aimed at Kemeng.
"Believe me." Kemeng said confidently.
The impact just now was instantly broken by the resistance force without any stagnation, which proved that Kemeng could still resist for a long time.
You know, Kemeng's current resistance points are already over 4,000, and he is about to reach 5,000.
The higher the resistance point, the meatier it is, and Kemon will be fearless.
It always felt too stupid to play it safe for so long and then flinch at the slightest risk. Kemeng didn't want to do that.
How do you know if you can do it without trying?
Kemen held the pencil and put down the paper to write.
This time, Ke Meng deliberately controlled the mobilization of his own resistance power, not to be so violent, and not to swarm him, but to wash slowly and flow gently like a stream.
Kemon's idea is wonderful, but the additional side effect of the pencil is like Schrödinger's cat, which malfunctions once it is seen.
"what happened?"
Kemeng exited the indescribable state again.
This state is very strange. Ke Meng only exerted a little resistance to maintain his consciousness.
But as long as Ding Ding wakes up, that weird state is gone and disappears.
Kemen tested it several times and gradually understood.
The negative effects of pencil drawing are directed at both conscious and chaotic consciousness.
As long as you are conscious, you cannot fall into chaotic consciousness.
Ke Meng summarized himself and made Director Lei look stupid.
"Are you sure this theory is correct?" Director Lei's head was full of questions. Chaotic consciousness and clear consciousness. Are there two types of consciousness?
"I can't tell you exactly, it's a bit mysterious." Ke Meng shook his head. He could only convince himself about this kind of thing. If he wanted to convince others, he had to analyze it in depth to understand and summarize it.
