I Became the Ultimate Boss

Chapter 541 Manufacturing Technology of Special Items

Kemon calmed down and savored carefully.

These languages ​​are actually some kind of mysterious technology.

It is used to make a special item, and its function is to comfort the restless body and soul from the spiritual level, so that the negative things in the heart will be less.

It uses very complex technology, not referring to technology at the physical industrial level, but at the spiritual level.

In other words, the spirituality of the intelligent body is used in it, and the creator needs to be able to skillfully control the spirituality in the body, inject the ethereal spirit into the utensils, and follow the specific circuit routing. A slight mistake will lead to failure in the manufacture of special utensils .

Kemeng tasted it, but couldn't finish it, because the reality of Kemeng has not been repaired, only 4/5 of it has been repaired, and there is still 1/5 of the gap left to be filled.

Kemeng tried to use the body of Cthulhu to sense the real world, maybe the evil spirit could sense more things.

The result is self-evident, even if the evil god goes out, he can't see one-fifth of the content that was carved out, and what he sees is an invisible scratch.

This is to destroy the information source from the source. If you want to repair it, you must use special items, such as repairing the source.

At the same time, because of this wave of waking up from the chaos, Kemon's mind thought of many things.

Such as side effects and the like.

The side effect of becoming a dragon slayer of the dragon slaying knife, and the lost side effect of the lost lamp, etc., can be regarded as delayed side effects.

As long as Kemon becomes Cthulhu in the dream, the delayed side effect on the soul should also be eliminated.

After thinking about it this way, this is more than a debt.

This is simply debt-free!

What are you talking about, there is nothing to talk about.

With the evil god as the final backstop, Kemon's confidence returned.

Even if you fall into madness, you must persist to the end and decipher the information inside.

Kemen felt himself again, aroused his own spiritual vigilance, and immediately woke up.

Surrounded by the sound of splashing water, the body was soaked wet.

He could clearly feel the water pushing him forward without the water slipping up his nose and choking him.

It was Di Ping who was helping him.

"Send me ashore," Kemon shouted.

The sea seemed to understand and changed direction.

But Kemen thought for a while, would it be faster to lie in the sea and wait for the water to push him away, or to fly in the sky?

It should fly faster.

Kermon thought about it, so he patted the storage scarf, slapped out the angel wings, and stuck them on his back. The white wings immediately grew out, and a very bright energy-gathering ring was added on his head.

Di Ping also understood very well, without any language communication, a big wave rolled up and threw Kemeng into the sky, Kemeng flapped his wings violently a few times, splashing water droplets were shaken off, and then the angel flew over faster.

Flying back to a specific place, Shi Lao came from afar.

"How about it?"

"That's a manufacturing technique for a special item. I'll paint it again and get all the techniques." Kemon said.

He has already extracted this technical knowledge from the stone wall into his mind.

Those negative things that make consciousness into chaos are eliminated by Cthulhu.

So Kemon is not false.

There is still one-fifth of it that has not been cracked. Kemon has to go back and understand it again, and integrate the technology into his mind.

If this great technology can be mass-produced, its role will be immeasurable.

Because of this technology, items that can reduce negative impacts are produced.

Old Shi couldn't stop Kemeng, so he could only make a mental check for Kemeng on the spot.

The result of the test was that Kemon had many absurd thoughts in his subconscious mind, but when it came to the level of destructive behavior, he was as calm as ice.

Kemeng went to the deserted island again, and was far away from the wall. Before he walked into the area of ​​500 meters, he felt endless thoughts pouring into his mind when he looked at it from a distance.

Kemen closed his eyes, didn't use his eyes to see, and actively turned off the spiritual induction in vision.

Auditory, also subconsciously shut down.

This is the application of the spiritual level. Except for Kemon himself, no one in the investigation bureau can mobilize his own spirituality so precisely as he does.

After closing the sound, the senses of touch, smell, and taste of the skin can receive external information.

Kemon shut off these three senses one after another, turning himself into a blind person.

Some people may ask, if you turn off all five senses, what should you do if you hit a wall?

Kemeng had already thought of this level, so he used his eyes to see the straight-line distance between the wall and himself in advance, and then by calculating his own step frequency and step distance, he could calculate how many minutes and seconds he would hit the wall.

Kemen counted a lot in his heart, and when he finished counting the time points, he stopped, opened his eyes immediately, and reopened his sense of sight.

The sand wall is in front of you, only one meter away.

The information on the wall roared in like a vast ocean, and even if what you saw in your eyes were damaged scratches, you couldn't be alone.

This starts with the analysis of the structure of the eye. As we all know, the eye sees light, and light is reflected by objects into the eyes of the human body, and then processed by the brain and transformed into understandable information.

That is to say, all kinds of afterglow and refracted light left between the sky and the earth contain the whispering information that has been restored on the wall.

So Kemon was under a lot of pressure, but he braved the bullet, fluttered his wings lightly, dipped a brush with repair fluid, and continued to paint the wall from left to right, which was bound to clean up all the scratches.

Sometimes he wondered, would it be better if this kind of work was handed over to a robot with a fixed program?

Kemeng thought very deeply, and didn't think about it at first, but after he had this idea, it continued to grow like a green shoot until his mind was full of this idea.

At this moment, Kemon blinked and had already returned to La'lyeh.

"I... fell asleep again." Kemon recalled what he was doing before.

It turned out that when smearing, Kemon's brain was already filled with weird things.

Within a few seconds of applying it, I fell asleep.

He thought he had painted it for at least a few minutes, but when he recalled it lucidly in his dream, he realized that he couldn't stick to the subsequent painting work at all, it was really horrible.

How did the people in the door organization read it completely?

Is it possible to cover ninety-nine percent with an opaque cloth, read one percent with your eyes, and then learn slowly in the same way?

Or use a carving knife that destroys the ability of information sources to record a paragraph with an object, and just engrave a paragraph.

But in this way, the user of the carving knife needs to bear the pressure of the full version of knowledge instillation first.

Kermon called this experience of bursting the brain until he fell asleep as the pressure of knowledge indoctrination.

When the pressure is at its peak, the body will pass out if it cannot hold on, which is also part of the protection mechanism of the human brain.

It was this link that caused Kermon to fall asleep, thus forming a self-rescue plan.