I Became the Ultimate Boss

Get up and feed the cat.

Strange knowledge has increased!

Kemeng looked dazed, and there was a strange knowledge in his mind.

"The Book of Tricky Words"

"Writing weird characters in a book will create weird evil creatures. The more characters, the stronger."

"Every time you write a word, the writer bleeds."

"The writer often becomes the first food for evil."

This is a weird book at the cost of bloodshed. It has a rather obscure origin. It was made by a fanatic believer in a certain god.

During the production, he used his own blood and the blood of evil things, worshipped continuously every day, and recited the name of a certain **** to the book until he died.

Kemon did not know the name of the **** from Dalian Mao. Dalian Mao obscured it. Kemon didn't know which believer of the **** did it.

This thing sounds very wrong, it is something evil believers.

I thought it was a powerful prop, but the writer would become the evil's first food, and the side effect would be bleeding when writing. The shortcomings were too great for him to use.

For things like this, it is a good choice to submit to the country.

Kemeng didn't have any thoughts of testing for the time being. He only ordered the dumplings to open the baggage and take a look.

The glutinous rice **** opened the small bag. Inside the bag was a book made of human leather. The leather and the leather were connected by twine, and the black blood remained on the silk.

When the book of tricks appeared, the temperature in the room seemed to drop a few degrees, the environment became a little darker, and negative emotions rose in my heart.

Blood, blood, I want blood.

Bloodthirsty emotions rose in the heart, but this emotion was quickly wiped out by the resistance force in Kemun.

Kemon took a look at the system, and the resistance value did not increase by 0.1, indicating that the opponent's mental interference power was not strong.

"Open it and try."

Tangyuan obeyed, touched the book with dog hair, and slowly opened the cover.

A gust of wind blew up, and the curtains suddenly trembled on their own, making the scene darker again.

Blood, the voice of wanting to drink blood sounded again.

The thought of drinking blood and the thought of thirsty work together to make Kemeng's mouth dry and want to drink blood.

After opening, there is nothing on the book.

The atmosphere at the scene looked very strange. I don't know where the wind was blowing on the curtains, and the hair on the glutinous rice **** was also blown.

However, the hair of the glutinous rice **** all have controllable hair, and the fluttering hair is immediately locked and immobile.

Kemun stared at the pale paper, vaguely capturing a vague feeling.

This book of tricky characters has been written by others, and the feeling of writing on the paper remains.

Kemon stared at the book, emptied his mind, grasped the feeling from the misty feeling, and strengthened the feeling.

sense!

A picture of the prairie faintly appeared in front of him, and the writing werewolf pierced his own flesh with his claws, causing blood to flow to the claws, and wrote on the book.

So weird, weird, weird, weird.

On the prairie, a strong wind surged, and a translucent cloak ghost rose from the book.

The blood in the book was dripping red, and the ghost that had no color was stained with blood red.

It opened a huge mouth and swallowed it down.

The picture felt this, and it was interrupted.

Because the werewolf was eaten by the evil creature, the evil creature left the book, the connection weakened, and it was difficult to communicate with him with his strength.

"Okay, cover it." Kemun didn't want to test it, he already knew the usage of this book.

Evil, this is the real evil.

The side effect is not only bleeding, Kemun can feel the **** thoughts contained in this book.

If the user can survive every time he writes, the user will love blood more and more, and it will eventually become what the original owner expected.

Pack the baggage, the human leather book is no longer exposed, the sunlight is tilted, and the interior once again returns to a bright and warm atmosphere.

After ordering two breakfasts, Chen Momo personally delivered breakfast to the door, chatted with Kemeng for a while, and went downstairs to check out the shop.

Kemeng threw a breakfast to glutinous rice balls, thinking about the invitation that Captain Luo said.

Some things are really troublesome to stay at home, and it is safer to put them in the Bureau of Investigation.

That salted fish can stay at home to look after the house, but there is no need for the book of sly characters. The authentic evil thing is of little use at home, so it is better to hand it in.

With the trident, staying around is not very useful.

Who would use which thing to attack? The only offensive use Kemeng could think of was to jump into the air, stab with all his mighty gloves, and summon a big whale to kill the enemy.

The trident can be kept in the Bureau of Investigation, and studying what strange things it will pierce is of research significance.

Kemeng is an individual, and his research strength is not as strong as that of the country. With the ability of the Bureau of Investigation, he can play the role of the trident.

After thinking about it, Kemeng called Team Luo to express his thoughts.

"Team Luo, I woke up this time and something strange appeared again."

"This thing is pretty evil, and it's useless to keep it in my hands. It's better to put a seal from the Bureau of Investigation."

"The trident has no effect, it is temporarily kept in the Bureau of Investigation."

Kemeng said three sentences in one breath, one handed in and the other kept for him. Team Luo was pleasantly surprised.

Just figure it out.

A country can become strong without the participation of powerful talents.

After a while, the director of the General Administration called ~www.readwn.com~ to personally thank Kemon.

"Kemon, I thank you on behalf of the Bureau of Investigation."

"The Bureau of Investigation will ensure that it is your thing, no one dares to move."

"Considering your situation, the Bureau of Investigation will lend you a spatial item, and it will be sent to the Whale Market along with the rational copy. If your future contribution value is enough to redeem it, you can own it forever."

The chief spoke with Kemeng for a few minutes, and exchanged with Kemeng about the regularity of the items.

The director is a fifty-year-old uncle. He is a bit old and his voice is fair and peaceful.

Kemon explained that every time I wake up from sleep recently, I have a certain chance of getting new items.

"Chief, is there a special case like me?" Kemun asked.

"It's not a single case, but other people don't produce special objects. One person will freeze when he walks. Another person is that when he dreams, the community will power off." The director explained that special humans are very rare and only two have been found so far. A special human, plus Kemon, a total of three.