I Became the Ultimate Boss

Chapter 314 Backhand pit

This is a female ghost.

Kemen was surprised that it was the wraith-like creatures who troubled him.

At first, it was the "unknown fishing rod" that caught her drifting bottle, and then the "famous person's fishing rod" caught her four-connected drifting bottle. The female ghost can interfere with the cross-border fishing rod, so it should be a very powerful grievance.

Just be careful.

Kemen was very vigilant in his heart, and would not underestimate the other party because of the synaesthesia in the evil god state that he thought the other party was a weak chicken.

Looking at other creatures in the state of evil gods, they all have the feeling that one hand can be crushed to death. This feeling will make Kemeng misjudgment. Kemeng deeply understands this truth, so he did not despise her.

After thinking about it, Kemon decided to wake up quickly, first let the investigation bureau know what the other party is, and then investigate the other party's location to predict when the other party will arrive in Whale City.

Kemeng's mind flashed, and he began to sense his own body.

As the synesthesia picture deepened, Kemen gradually broke through the fog, saw the blue star, and saw his own position.

A male angel with a high-brightness halo above his head is lying on the bed with a calm face.

In an instant, Kemen woke up.

Even the boundaries of the Bureau of Investigation cannot stop Cthulhu's synesthesia peeping.

Kemen knew that this was a synesthesia aimed at a single body, and only the person who was synesthetized would feel the strongest targeting, while the rest could only feel the aftermath.

To feel the "aftermath", the spiritual awareness must be very high, at least higher than the current Kemen.

The number of psychic fruits that Kemeng took was unmatched by anyone in the investigation bureau, and his spiritual perception was so high that it was impossible to use numerical statistics to calculate how high Kemeng's psychic knowledge was.

"Why did you wake up?" The bandaged man standing at the door felt a gaze look over him, and immediately looked to the other side of the bed, meeting Kemeng's eyes.

"I felt the appearance of the other party in my dream." Kemon said.

Dream synesthesia! The man in the bandage had a slightly surprised expression on his face, but he was not surprised when he thought about it. Kemeng is an expert in this field, and he used this method last time to lock the location of the old man in the frog society.

"Draw it, let's locate her." The man in the bandage walked into the room and pulled out the paper from the desk.

Kemeng's drawing level is limited, as Kemeng described it, the man in bandages felt the appearance of the female ghost based on the context, and quickly drew a portrait on paper.

"This face should be a little bit more pointed, and the nose should be a little bit straighter..." Kemen said.

After a while, a portrait of a female ghost with a similarity of 95% was released.

"Is it her?" asked the bandage man.

"It's her."

"Okay, grab her right now."

"By the way, she is a female ghost, and ordinary people can't see it. You need to send Gao Zhiling personnel, and you need to bring the right things to deal with resentful souls."

The man in the bandage remembered at this moment that this female ghost should not be simple, but she can interfere with the existence of the "famous person's fishing rod".

"Ordinary items shouldn't be able to do anything to her..." the man in the bandage thought intently.

"Why don't we wait for her where she is, since her goal is me anyway."

"Well, that's fine." The man in the bandage nodded, it was better to fight a prepared position than to catch him in a hurry.

Then Kemon went to bed again.

The city scene seen in the dream is relatively unfamiliar, and it is a city that Kemeng has never been to. Kemen needs to check it repeatedly in the dream.

After Kemen fell asleep, he opened his eyes again, and saw the black ghost waiting in front of him bitterly, waiting for the instructions of the evil god.

The evil god can multi-task at one time. He also heard the black specter's report when he had a synaesthete female ghost before, but he had no time to respond.

Now that I am a little free, Kemon responded while synesthesizing: "Continue."

As an evil god, you can't say too much with your thoughts.

The subordinates couldn't bear the information that the evil god actively sent out. The black ghost was fine and had strong resistance, but he couldn't accept too much confusing information, otherwise he would lose himself completely.

The black ghost understood and retreated.

The number of believers reported by the black ghost just now has exceeded hundreds of thousands. With the strength of the black ghost, it is difficult to count, so I asked adventurers to do the statistics.

The statistical work of the adventurers is very good, giving an accurate answer - a total of 1.06 million people have become followers of Cthulhu.

That sounds like a lot.

However, the black ghost does not feel powerful enough.

Some adventurer believers told the black ghost that they have 50 million warriors joining the game to participate in the experience, and one million people are really not many among the 50 million people.

The problem that caused this dilemma is that the emotional involvement of the adventurers is not deep enough, and they have not sunk into the plot, so there is no emotion.

The black ghosts are short of manpower, and the missionary method can only rely on the local aborigines to subtly influence the adventurers.

If they want to be subtle, they need to invest in real emotions.

It is impossible to become a true Cthulhu believer without real worship emotion.

And this time the black ghost came to report the progress, because he was afraid that the great Lord would be dissatisfied, so he was willing to accept the punishment.

The black ghost wobbled away. It was controlled by the evil god's fear and felt the will of the evil god, as if it meant to continue.

In other words, the evil god didn't blame them for their poor conversion efficiency.

After a while, the figure of the black ghost left R'lyeh, and Kemen also felt the figure of the female ghost.

By constantly watching, look at the words on the roadside signs in the city, remember the names of certain intersections, etc.

After memorizing the place names of the three roadside signs, Kermon quickly returned to synesthesia.

There are place names, you can search directly with your mobile phone, which is very convenient.

Kemen typed on the map, and after a while, he found the city where the other party was located—the area outside the sixth ring road of Octopus City.

The octopus market is huge, and even Kemon hasn't completely finished shopping, so there are some places that I don't know, which is normal.

Based on the voyeuristic comparison of the two dreams, Kemon calculated the opponent's forward speed.

"At her speed, it is estimated that she will come to me tomorrow morning," Kemon said.

"Well, then you go to sleep and peep first, I'll arrange it here, and kill her on the spot tomorrow morning." The man in the bandage nodded and calculated the steps of killing her with Kemeng.

The first step is for Kemen to fall into a dream again, and the second step is for the bandaged man to undo his bandages and touch Kemeng's angel wings, so that Kemeng will also reduce his sense of existence.

When Kemeng's sense of existence is zero, the female ghost may lose her target and lose her way.

After all, the side effect of the bandaged man's presence comes from zero-level things. It is a side effect of extremely powerful items, and it is very likely to have an effect on her.

When Kemen heard this, his eyes lit up.

"That's a good idea." Kemon raised his finger and praised the man in the bandage.

After a while, Kemon fell asleep again.

This time, there were no living creatures in Raliyari except Kemon.

Time flows quietly in the deep sea green city.

The sleeping god in the city is following the red line of fate, peeping at the flying female ghost.

Her speed is not too fast, much slower than a car, and is equivalent to the average speed of most battery car owners.

After a while, she stopped suddenly, with a confused look on her face, as if she didn't know where to go.