I Became the Ultimate Boss Chapter 343: Door concept

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Kemeng, as President Ke, directly reverses the sense of the Chen family.

The first round of synaesthesia target, aim directly at that special envelope.

A vague thought.

Kemun saw a flood of visions.

It is still the young version of Mrs. Chen, sitting at the desk, 15 years younger.

The face is tender and white, the hair is black and shiny, and the dressing style is youthful. The uniform is matched with a pleated skirt.

The difference is that Kemeng sees things clearly, and the details on the desk are much better.

Mrs. Chen sat at the table in a daze, and the envelope was placed next to her.

Sha Sha Sha, writing with the pen.

Suddenly, her eyes seemed to see something, showing a terrible expression.

She looked at the book next to her, and the cover of the book seemed to cast a thick shadow, making her sweat like rain.

I want to scream, but my throat seems to be stuck.

But she seemed to think of something again.

He stretched out his hand and wiped it into the indescribable fog, as if an indescribable sound came from his ear.

Kemon frowned, and these chaotic voices naturally couldn’t affect him.

Because of the confusing information, the hidden truth is something called “Mathematics Compulsory Two”.

At this moment, Mrs. Chen seemed to finally remember something, her expression no longer confused.

The books in my hand are no longer covered in mist, and evil whispers no longer ring in my ears.

Mrs. Chen bowed her head, and it said-Mathematics (Compulsory 2).

This paragraph is the most unusual paragraph among the information fragments recorded in the envelope.

After Mrs. Chen found her memory, she went back to review as usual.

As mentioned earlier, Mrs. Chen didn’t write a letter overnight, but took many steps to complete.

Time passed, and the synaesthetic pictures condensed the pictures of more than ten days. Mrs. Chen was in a daze, sometimes panicked, and eventually found that those indescribable things were teaching materials.

However, Mrs. Chen still feels that her state is very wrong, as if something is calling her.

So, a letter to the future was written intermittently in the past ten days.

One draft after another was scrapped. There are two thousand-word long essays, one thousand-word essays, and short essays that Kemon saw.

A dozen manuscripts, Mrs. Chen chose the shortest essay, put it in an envelope, sealed it with paste, and put it on one of the pages of Mathematics Compulsory 2 which Mrs. Chen had the deepest impression of. Hold down.

The past fifteen years ago, I did not expect to include a lot of details.

Mrs. Chen’s spirituality does not seem to be low.

At least when Kemeng felt the “envelope” as a Cthulhu, the messy information was very real, unlike Mrs. Chen’s pure fantasy.

At this time, Kemeng had a new inspiration.

“The real knowledge is hidden in the chaos. Is that how you understand it?” Kemun murmured.

This is the information carried in the envelope.

In reality, with Kemon’s spirituality, it is difficult to see the truth directly through hidden things.

“It’s just that, why did Mrs. Chen write to future people? What did she foresee?” The second question in Kemeng’s mind has not yet been answered.

Synonymize the envelope again, trying to thoroughly dig out the information contained in the envelope.

The details that are difficult to detect are very clear in front of the evil **** and are difficult to hide.

The message of the letter hasn’t ended yet, Kemeng uses the power of the evil **** level to back and forth synaesthesia.

The synaesthetic picture of the envelope repeatedly appeared in Cthulhu’s mind.

Quickly, Kemon caught the follow-up.

The envelope was seen again, Kemeng’s face appeared in Kemeng’s mind.

At this moment, Kemeng woke up suddenly, opened his eyes and saw an unfamiliar ceiling, and Tang Yuan waved his dog fur at him.

“Back?”

Kemon shook the palm of his hand. He knew why he woke up because he saw himself.

The way to actively wake up from dreams is to use Cthulhu’s spiritual sense of self, and then Kemeng will wake up himself.

Once the dream is broken, naturally there will be no more.

“Wang!” Tangyuan asked in dogmatic terms whether to invite Luo team in.

“Please.” Kemon nodded.

Team Luo and others came in quickly and couldn’t wait to hear new news.

“I still need a night’s sleep. You can wait here.” Kemon finished speaking, and then lay down and closed his eyes to hypnotize himself.

Everyone just went out, fearing to interfere with Kemeng, but Kemeng doesn’t need to be too restrictive when he is sure.

In a dream.

Kemeng became Cthulhu again, with a wave of synesthesia.

Look at it repeatedly, but don’t watch the last scene.

Seeing myself, 100% will wake up.

Kemon wants to control the variables and stop before seeing himself.

Due to Kemon’s careful control, he finally found a new beginning.

It’s still the perspective of the envelope, it’s caught in the book, and it’s seen again.

I see the sun again this time, and the person I see again is still the young Mrs. Chen.

Her face does not have the expression polished by the wind and frost, nor does it have the temperament of a 33-year-old mature woman.

With a simple girl’s heart in her arms, she opened the book, clamped an ordinary-looking envelope, and dropped it into the green mailbox.

“Send it to those who care about us in the future, please don’t worry about us.” She put her hands together, her expression sincere.

At this moment, the envelope has fallen into the letter box, and his vision is completely dark.

Outside the letter box, Mrs. Chen’s last words before leaving: “Amen bless you.”

Kemeng had a hunch that the next message in the envelope was to see oneself and immediately interrupt the synaesthesia to avoid awakening from dreams.

“This mailbox, something is wrong.” Kemeng said carefully in his mind.

This synesthetic message in the green letter box does not seem to be important to the white envelope itself, it is important to carry the writer’s thoughts.

Kemon looked back and forth and found that the probability of this memory is very low.

Looking back and forth ten times, it only appeared three times. Seven times, it was directly empty, and it went straight to the section of seeing Kemon again.

Of course Kemeng didn’t want to wake up quickly, and forcibly stopped the car at the end.

I have read a lot, and the image of the green mailbox in the future is gradually improved~IndoMTL.com~ has built a complete model in Kemeng’s heart.

But by this alone, Kemeng couldn’t communicate the location of the mailbox.

The connection between Kemeng and the mailbox is too weak. The mailbox itself involves the rules of time, and is not with Cthulhu. The synaesthesia conditions are too poor and synesthesia fails.

“This should be a mail box for future submissions.” Kemun ended the meaningless synaesthesia and turned to synaesthesia the “door” in Chen Momo’s bedroom.

Kemeng sat in Chen Momo’s house for so long, and used a big-faced cat to directly break through the surface information of the “door”. The contact was not too deep, but he barely got on the line.

Vaguely, Kemeng really “saw” a door.

The term “seeing” is not accurate enough. Kemun used the spirituality of the evil **** to perceive that kind of existence.

It is an extremely dim door, invisible, without a specific appearance. It seems to be just a concept, something that exists in the concept of human knowledge.

This concept is called “door”.