Kemeng took out a plastic bag, put all the weird-smelling soil into the plastic bag, and then forced the glutinous rice balls into the mouth of the big-faced cat with dog hair.
The big-faced cat was unable to digest the non-meat food and was forced to eat a plastic bag filled with dirt.
Then another pack of glutinous rice balls was stuffed, and another pack was stuffed, and four packs were stuffed in a row.
The big-faced cat is in an enlarged state, and its mouth can hold many plastic bags.
When I had stuffed ten packs, a small hole had been dug out of the ground under my feet, and there was no longer such a weird smell.
At this time, the glutinous rice balls could no longer be stuffed.
The last plastic bag got stuck in the big-faced cat’s mouth and couldn’t be inserted.
"Get out all the plastic bags." Kemon ordered.
Tangyuan then pulled out the plastic bag and used the dog hair to penetrate into the big-faced cat's mouth.
The big-faced cat's mouth is not a bottomless pit. It looks like it's pitch black inside and the bottom can't be seen, but it actually has a bottom.
Ke Meng estimated the volume of up to ten plastic bags in his mind.
Beside Kemeng, Baisutang, who had not been out for air for a long time, stood aside, staring wide-eyed at the big-faced cat being played with by the dog.
terrible! The cold hair of white sugar exploded, shaking off waves of sand, and my heart was horrified.
I wonder if the big-faced cat will wake up in the future. If it does, how will it face its owner... Bai Sutang can't help but think wildly, and the more he thinks about it, the more he trembles.
Baisugang's journey of crazy imagination began. The more he watched, the more frightened he became, thinking of some futures that frightened him.
This feline creature, which symbolizes infinite knowledge, has stopped thinking. What kind of terrible storm will it cause if it resumes thinking?
Baisugao was suffocated and his mind was in a mess.
It was also at this time that its brain added strange knowledge.
"The air tainted with the unknown"
"Part of the air is contaminated with an unknown breath. This breath comes from an unknown existence. Through synesthesia through breathing, there is a small chance that you will dream of scary things."
"Breathers can quickly solve the problem by breathing pure air."
"The original spirit of the air has been severely lost and is expected to disappear naturally in one month."
Bai Sutang was confused and accidentally stared at it for fifteen seconds, gaining strange knowledge.
No, I can’t look at it. I can’t look into the eyes of big-faced cats in the future.
White Sugar stretched out its wings to cover its eyes, and shook off a large amount of sand.
Ke Meng's expression was normal. He had already watched it and knew that there was still an unknown breath in the air.
It's unknown? It's actually the breath of the evil god Cthulhu.
Luo Yuan also learned this information fifteen seconds after the big-faced cat came out? He also knew that there was some kind of terrifying aura in the soil, and his expression changed drastically at that time.
Then Luo Yuan ran to breathe the pure air? He didn't stay here to watch the dog feeding the cat with a plastic bag.
Luo Yuan is no longer an ordinary person with extremely low mental resistance? He has improved his mental resistance through bi-extreme videos, but just in case he dreams of a terrible dream? He chooses to take a breather.
Kemeng thought for a while and let Tangyuan take a big breath of the air.
This air contains a touch of spiritual interference power? They can't interfere with the spirit of glutinous rice balls. Kemeng himself is relieved that glutinous rice balls will absorb them.
Hoo ho ho.
A gust of wind blew up, and Tangyuan's mouth opened wide, like a vent, and all the wind rushed into its mouth.
After a while, Kemeng felt that the air was much fresher.
After dealing with the traces at the scene, Ke Meng clapped his hands and went to find Luo Yuan.
Luo Yuan didn't run far, only three hundred meters away.
Kemeng caught up with Luo Yuan, "How's it going, Luo Yuan, are you feeling better?"
"No feeling? But I am sure that I have breathed hundreds of rounds." Luo Yuan's face turned red, which showed that he had breathed hundreds of times.
"Huh? It's better to be cautious. I'll wait for you." Kemeng sat aside and used the intercom to ask the technicians over there if they had captured anything new.
The technicians replied that no one had been photographed coming out of the castle for the time being, but they used see-through detection tools to discover that there were centaur-shaped humans inside.
"Continue to observe? Stay vigilant." After finishing speaking, Kemen hung up the intercom.
A few minutes later? Luo Yuan stopped breathing because he found that he was doing useless work.
The air was already severely diluted, the original spirituality was passing away, and Luo Yuan's mental resistance was several times higher than that of ordinary people, so he didn't need to care too much about whether he dreamed of that thing.
Kemeng fell asleep after waiting for a while. He sensed a wave in his dream and found that Luo Yuan was not affected. The ingredient was very small in the first place, but after thousands of rounds of energy, the effect had long been eliminated.
After waking up, Kemeng took Luo Yuan to the Centaur Castle, preparing to raid the Centaur group.
Kemeng has the skill of ice-blood explosion, and can cool down the area. He has strong single combat ability and does not need anyone's support.
"You wait here, I'll come back as soon as I go." Ke Meng warned, without letting Luo Yuan follow.
Luo Yuan knew that his items were not powerful enough and were holding him back, so he could only repeatedly tell Ke Meng to protect him.
At this time, Luo Yuan's walkie-talkie rang.
Kemon's walkie-talkie has been turned off. He wants to sneak into the castle and cannot let the sound of the walkie-talkie disturb the enemy.
Ke Meng heard the vibrating sound of the walkie-talkie and immediately stopped to listen to what instructions Luo Yuan had.
Luo Yuandian turns on the intercom function.
"Luo Yuan, Luo Yuan, the Seal Pavilion is asking the director again when the outer space blockade will end. The director helped the team fool him. Please be sure to inform the team. Please reply when you receive it." The senior liaison officer on the walkie-talkie Such is the way.
"Received." Luo Yuan glanced at Kemeng, saw his hook, and immediately handed the walkie-talkie to Kemeng.
Kemen said to the intercom: "Don't worry, we are studying how to lift the space blockade."
In one word, drag!
The Seal Pavilion has a weird attitude and a guilty conscience, and there is definitely something wrong with it. Kemeng doesn't want it to be too comfortable.
Besides, putting all the items on an intelligent non-human species is really not robust enough.
The director-general will definitely realize this, Kemen believes.
"Roger that," the intercom replied.
Ke Meng handed the walkie-talkie back to Luo Yuan, "I'll be right back."
"Yes, Team Ke." Luo Yuan stood by.
Kemeng put the white sugar into the storage item, then thought about it, and left Shirley in place to protect Luo Yuan, "You stay to protect Luo Yuan."
Shirley nodded.
Compared to Shirley, the bodyguard, Ke Meng prefers to have Tangyuan with him. After all, the two have a master-servant bond.
Kemen sneaked in alone, wearing black clothes with the stealth function of the Bureau of Investigation. He walked like flying, and the horse hunter leather boots under his feet began to stir faintly, as if he sensed the centaur creature in the castle.
Kemen lowered his head and looked at the horse hunter leather boots. It was a bit exaggerated that these things could sense through walls.
Also because of the excitement of the horse hunter's leather boots, Kemen walked like flying and ran very fast.
There is mysterious power flowing on the surface of the black stealth suit, which suppresses the sound of wind generated when running.
