Chapter 135

As soon as Clement arrived, he went to sympathize with the familiar targets.

First of all, the believers of the two players. Kemon saw the bodies of the two players in a daze in the tree spirit territory, with no gods in their eyes.

The tree spirits didn't bind two players because they felt the same breath from the two players - the same faith.

Because of the same belief, we can coexist peacefully and work together to revive the great cause of kesulu.

"Like chocolate" and "a dream of the sea and sky" have been landing for a period of time, the mind is dazed, there is some inexplicable impulse in the heart, want to wake up the great existence.

Chat channel, text line after line out, the conductor constantly asked the two people's physical condition.

The two players said that their lives were not in danger, and even lived in peace with the tree spirit.

However, it's not easy for them to get along with each other. What they collect becomes their own, and they will never return it.

The monsters of both races did not continue to embarrass them and were free to leave.

Then they really left, a sense of survival.

After the Institute learned that they had escaped safely, they were relieved to send someone to take back their game characters.

"It's OK." The commander said nervously.

"It's OK. We're fine." A dream sea sky shook his head, "is a little sleepy, I quit the game to have a rest."

"Come on, don't delay your break."

Then both players went offline and went back to reality.

Clementon felt here and lost the picture.

According to reason, kemon can feel the orange star again, after all, it is the believer he has given himself.

As long as the preparation time for synaesthesia is long enough, it is estimated that there will be no problem.

So, do you want synaesthesia?

Kemon thought for a while. After watching the dream world for so long, he didn't see any new ideas. It's better to see what the orange star looks like.

Kemon has always been aware of their thoughts through the players' emotions, knowing that they are from the orange star, and that those strange non-human characters come from virtual games. However, what does orange star look like? KMON is really not very clear.

Kemon closed his eyes and tried to capture the distant connection.

Even though the relationship between the two is far away, the vague feeling is gradually clear.

For this sense of clarity, Clement spent more than ten minutes.

When kemon saw the synaesthesia picture of the two players again, he saw the white walls, and some exquisite and small furniture were placed in the room. Each item was full of artistic beauty.

Through synaesthesia, kemon can vaguely feel the two people's emotions. He can't go out and is locked in the room to do isolation work.

If there was no nightmare disease, a terrible disease transmitted by language, the two might not have to be separated.

But no if, orange star officials are currently doing quarantine work.

Anyone who comes into contact with the weird existence in the game must be isolated in the room and not allowed to participate in social activities.

Kemon can feel the depression that they send out. He can't go out for a walk without social networking. He really has the feeling that the whole world is isolating them.

At the same time, they went to the edge of the window sill. There was no place to jump. The windows were all sealed. Only the air conditioning system of the building continuously transported fresh air into the building and discharged the exhaust gas.

Outside the window, is a huge tall building, silver gray appearance, mirror reflection of colorful lights.

The city is like a square grid, with neat and rigorous layout, without messy routes. At a glance, the traffic routes of the whole city are clear at a glance.

Occasionally, there are small electric propulsion spacecraft slowly flying in the air, shuttling through the gaps of high-rise buildings, with blue light spraying from the tail.

Then look up at the sky, the night is as pure as washing, you can see a little stars.

There is a big bright spot hanging in the sky, fixed for a period of time, occasionally slightly moving.

Through their emotions, kemon vaguely knew that the big bright spot was the nuclear fusion spacecraft of orange star, which was the tail light of its flight in space.

It's a powerful era, and kemon exclaimed in his heart.

Blue star has not yet developed to that extent. The technological differences between the two planets are really far from each other.

The two players watched for a while, and two psychiatrists came, ready to learn more about their inner world and make a psychological assessment.

KMON watched all this in secret.

Orange star.

As soon as the psychiatrist entered the room, he felt it was a little cold.

"Turn the temperature up two degrees. Don't turn on that cold air." Dong said.

"Oh." Menghaitian points to open the wristwatch and adjusts the indoor air conditioning by two degrees.

Later, they had a one-on-one long-term talk. This kind of psychological dialogue has been carried out for many times by Meng Haitian, who has been used to it for a long time.But today is not the same. Meng Haitian has a kind of inexplicable impulse to pull this psychiatrist into the religion and to believe in the great existence together.

He didn't have this belief before, but now he has deeply believed in the existence of ksulu.

However, he knows that evil spirits are far away in China. He has to be careful to package himself and not make others feel crazy.

Dream sea sky in the mind of the time, unconsciously fell asleep.

Seeing that the other person was asleep, the psychiatrist began to inquire deeply about some personal hobbies and opinions on evil spirits.

These problems are simple small problems, the difficulty is not high, the main focus is on the subjective expression.

If Meng Haitian showed an unusual answer this time, there might be something wrong.

"Evil god It's the existence of evil It is the harmful existence of orange star Firmly resist... " Meng Hai Tian closed his eyes and replied without expression.

The psychiatrist turns on the recording key. She doesn't need to record these words. After that, she can read the recording file.

When you hear the other person's answer, there is no question. This time's answer is not the same as the last time's, but the subconscious is like this. You can't expect other people's consciousness to answer the same question every time.

Subjectively, Meng Haitian still dislikes evil spirits, unlike Liu siting, who worships evil spirits subconsciously.

After asking the question, the psychiatrist snapped his finger and ended the hypnosis ceremony.

Meng Haitian suddenly opened his eyes, white with some bloodstains, as if he had just experienced a terrible thing.

When the psychiatrist looked at the red blood in his eyes, a sense of disgust suddenly arose in his heart, but the sense of disgust came and went quickly, and disappeared in an instant.

"You've been under a lot of pressure recently. Have a good rest."

"Oh, oh." Meng Haitian felt dizzy. He seemed to have some will dominating him just now, but he couldn't remember.

Psychologist Xiaodong slowly exits the room and turns to look at Meng Haitian in the room. He is surprised by his sudden disgust.

Hum, silver electric isolation door slowly pushed through, isolating the sound inside.

In another room along the same road, the doctor who interviewed the female assassin player also came out with a little bewilderment on her face, but when she saw her colleague Xiao Dong come out, her face returned to normal smile.

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