I Became the Ultimate Boss Chapter 383: Kick to the individual

The silver gate reveals a sense of contradiction. Something is affecting it.

This creates a very strange visual picture.

The silver gate is half-hidden in front of Kemeng.

Kemeng sometimes remembers it, and sometimes doesn’t remember the door in front of it, so it feels fascinating.

My companions are also puzzled.

Once the door disappears, they will forget that again.

Kemeng has a high spirituality, and when the frequency increases, I find it strange.

However, pushing the door is important.

Kemeng walked forward, about to walk to the silver gate, and his palm was about to touch the silver gate.

Fifty centimeters, forty centimeters, and thirty centimeters.

At this moment, someone called out suddenly.

“This door is weird. Let’s step back and discuss it again.” Shi Lao said.

Shilao has a high spiritual level, and the side effects of using the Mother of Teleportation Stone are still affecting him, and he seems to feel more in-depth information.

Kemeng and others listened to Shi Laoyan, backed one hundred meters one after another, and then discussed about pushing the door.

“Someone pushed the door, and I could feel that door was pushed, but I don’t know why. That person seemed to try to hide the door and didn’t want us to know it.” Shi Lao frowned and said his own feel.

In terms of spiritual size, Shilao is more spiritually active than Kemeng.

Kemeng looked back over there, it was empty. He didn’t see the door, but only saw a wall that was smashed out of a square hole.

After a few seconds, I saw the silver gate on the wall again, showing no sense of disobedience.

You don’t remember who opened the door.

Who the **** is that person.

Kemon can’t think of it anymore.

As if that person does not exist in the world, “he” is just Kemun’s fantasy, a person who does not exist.

“The state of the door is very wrong. It is not that stable. I suggest asking the madman again, but that person is also going mad. There is a big danger when he is mad. Let’s decide together.” Shi Lao suggested.

In the Kemeng wine jar, the sealed guy is the owner of the door, and he knows everything about the door very well.

It’s just that the other party’s mental state is really fascinating. Once it goes crazy, it is very likely to become a super spiritual pollution source, or even a city-level pollution source.

Kemen has never felt this kind of danger, but this is a warning from his own spirituality.

“Look at the state first, ask if it is stable, don’t ask if it’s unstable.” Everyone agreed to ask, but the question also depends on the state. If the state is wrong, don’t ask. I’d rather drag it instead of bombing it.

“How many meters are there to clear the field?” Kemon asked.

“At least one kilometer radius is cleared.” Shi Lao said.

“Not enough, add another one kilometer radius.” Kemon said.

“OK.”

The order was issued quickly, allowing nearby clearing personnel to clear the site quickly.

Kemon took out the prohibition of moving the wine jar, which can seal small objects and theoretically stop the opponent’s time.

Kemeng is waiting for the clearing of the field. If there is a mental problem after the shadow is out of the jar, it will also provide protection for the normal people around.

The place they chose was a barren suburb with no buildings, just in case anyone rushed out by mistake.

“Clearing is complete.” Shi Lao’s phone rang, and the voice of his superior came.

Kemeng grabbed the shadow manually and dragged Zhai Yuquan out.

Zhai Yuquan’s crazy temperament didn’t change anything. Instead, he turned his head, saw the silver gate, and made a hamster-like cry again.

Kemeng grabbed his hand and stuffed the shadow back.

“No, he is even more excited.” Kemon shook his head.

Everyone was immediately lost and fearful.

Before opening the door, everyone was reading the paper. At that time, the silver door was not in such a weird state.

Now the silver gate is half hidden, very unreliable, as if it is about to blow up.

“The note, the note, what’s the matter with our note?” Kemon looked up suddenly and noticed something unusual.

The time has passed dozens of minutes, why do I think of the abnormality of the note now?

Kemon remembers clearly that he didn’t have the habit of writing a note to warn himself not to open the door, but this happened, and every companion wrote a note.

“I don’t remember anymore, but I’m sure I wrote a note to remind myself.” Shi Lao took out his note and glanced at it.

Kemeng also took out his own note.

Whhhhhh.

Everyone handed over their notes, put them on the ground, and let everyone observe and find differences.

Everyone’s handwriting is different, not by the same person.

However, Kemun felt that there were some strange blank spaces in these notes, and the words were not aligned.

“Wait, I have a round of dream synaesthesia.” Kemon said.

“Um, yes.”

Kemon fell asleep, but he was actually a little sleepy.

He fell into the dream very quickly, and fell into the dream all at once.

In turn, he felt the note he wrote and the silver gate.

The fog broke open, and Kemeng saw the confidential image quality level of the screen.

On the note, it read: “Don’t enter after 60 seconds. If Shijun doesn’t return, don’t open the door.”

However, Kemeng clearly remembers that in reality, there is no such thing as “If Shi Jun does not return, don’t open the door”.

At this time, Silver Gate also saw it.

It is full of the charm of knowledge, attracting Kemeng to open it, as if opening it, you can learn more knowledge.

In front of the silver gate, there is a vague person.

Kemon couldn’t see through it, but looking at the body of the man who had unwrapped the bandage, Kemon could feel that he was an acquaintance.

Who the **** is it?

Kemeng couldn’t remember a bit, but as his gaze lengthened, Kemeng’s inspiration flashed, combining Shijun’s name on the note ~IndoMTL.com~ with the fallen figure in front of Yinmen.

It’s Shi Jun, a man in bandage, an S-level member of the Bureau of Investigation!

Kemon remembered it, remembering everything.

Kemun immediately looked at himself and forced him to wake up.

However, after waking up, the memory in his mind was forcefully erased.

Kemeng opened his eyes in confusion, and the crowd gathered around.

“How is it, do you see anything?”

“It seems…I forgot.” Kemeng’s face changed slightly, how could he have forgotten.

Unless, this is knowledge that Cthulhu can only know!

After returning to reality, as a mortal, he couldn’t know.

“What do you do then.” Shi Lao couldn’t make up his mind either.

Is the door still open, or it won’t open.

“I won’t open it for the time being, but I want to touch the door to get a better sense.” Kemon stood up and didn’t give up.

The main reason is that I don’t want to have many dreams at night.

And this door didn’t feel extremely dangerous to myself, it just felt weird.

“I’ll touch the door and feel it,” Kemon said.

Everyone discussed it a few times and felt that it was risky, but just touching the door, it should be okay.

Shilao held Kemeng’s arm, ready to send people away at any time.

Kemeng walked forward, one step two steps three steps closer and closer to the silver door.

The closer the distance is, the desire for knowledge deepens rapidly, as if the knowledge that destroys the world is hidden behind the door.

“Resistance 01!”

The distorted sense of desire also belongs to mental interference, and the resistance is surging, and the screen continues to be refreshed.

Even if Kemeng does not push the door, it is a pure profit to squeeze the wool, which makes Kemeng more motivated to touch the door.

But when he touched the door, Kemeng’s foot seemed to be kicking something. It was soft, not the texture of a steel door, but it seemed to hit a person’s waist.