I Became the Ultimate Boss

Chapter 216 On-Site Sculpture

It was late at night, and there were no security guards in the garden, only a dozen or so investigators stood guard by the pool.

A dozen investigators did not approach, but walked far away, so as not to affect Kermon's synaesthesia.

Kermon secretly brought the big-faced cat out and stared at it.

Kemen, the frogman before, also took the big-faced cat out to watch alone.

At that time, Big Face Cat commented on Frogman as follows:

"A mutated creature, once a human being, possesses extraordinary power after mutating, but its consciousness is chaotic."

The big-faced cat didn't give the key information, so Kemon thought that the statue hadn't been inspected by the big-faced cat.

Stare for fifteen seconds.

Strange knowledge added!

"Evil Statue"

"The statue constantly releases mental pollution that can infect humans invisibly, sometimes turning into a half-human, half-frog monster."

The knowledge is short, but it finally breaks a part of the truth.

It's not a parasitic infection, it's the spiritual contamination of the statues that changes their bodies.

Thinking of this, Kemeng called Luo Yuan, "Captain, please catch those four security guards and anyone who worked in this villa before, they may all be infected."

Luo Yuan answered clearly on the phone, and immediately hung up the phone to handle the matter.

Kemen sat there for a while, and all the pictures he felt were croaking frogs, without any actual pictures.

Those croaking sounds were magical and had an effect on people, but Kermon's body resisted the croaking sounds and was not affected in the slightest.

If other people do the synesthesia, there will definitely be problems, but it will be much safer if it is done by Kemeng.

But Kemon didn't want such clues. He intuitively believed that the person who sculpted it was the real danger. The sculptor must be caught, otherwise similar statues will appear in the world, infecting more people and turning them into frogmen .

"This kind of method is hard to guard against. It is indeed a means of spreading by evil believers..." Kemeng murmured.

Having said that, how is Orange Star going? How many followers of Cthulhu have spread?

Kemen felt that he was really a wonderful evil god. While preventing others from preaching locally, he also developed Cthulhu believers on another planet.

Kemen typed in the group: "Can you send me a pair of carving knives and wood, I want to try carving."

"Carving synaesthesia?"

"right."

"Wouldn't it be better to carve a stone? That fountain statue is also a stone statue."

"Alright, then get a strong knife, otherwise the carving knife is easy to break." Kemeng thought for a while, he has Juli gloves, strength is not a problem, but the knife may wear out faster, and he needs a strong one knives.

The Bureau of Investigation responded to Kemon's request and delivered the items to Kemon in less than twenty minutes.

"Hard carving knife, very hard, you can use your Juli gloves to handle it casually, it has no side effects, it's just talkative, and it's stone..." Team Luo said.

"Hello, big brother, I am a hard carving knife, a very hard knife." The handle of the carving knife suddenly opened its mouth to speak,

"Acridine!" Bai Shatang on the side called out, talking with a knife, it's really interesting.

The glutinous rice balls stopped rolling, and quickly took out the mobile phone to take a photo of the carving knife.

Kemen hummed, and greeted the carving knife, "I'm going to carve, if you feel uncomfortable, just talk."

Putting on the Juli gloves, holding the handle of the carving knife, the carving knife took a breath and said: "Boss, your strength is really great."

Kemen started to cut the knife at the stone statue. He didn't know how to carve at first, but slowly carved it according to the shape of the frog's head and the octopus' body.

After the first round of engraving, the carving knife kept complaining, trying to talk to Kemeng, but Kemeng didn't distract himself from chatting with it, so the carving knife chatted with Tangyuan and White Sugar.

Tangyuan is not willing to chat and is addicted to mobile phones.

Bai Shatang called acridine, chatting with Ke Dao, the key is that Ke Dao can also understand the words of the sand sculpture, maybe it is the sand sculpture language that has swept away the language barrier between the two.

After Kemeng finished carving a round, he vaguely found the feeling, so he used another stone to carve.

"Your master's carving is so ugly, he didn't get its charm at all." The carving knife and Bai Granang chatted casually, without any self-knowledge.

A word awakened the dreamer, and Kemeng looked at the statue and then at the carving knife in his hand.

"I said why can't I find the feeling of a sculptor, so it's the spirit." Kemen grasped the feeling at once.

Close your eyes, no longer look at the statue, but feel the spiritual pollution waves emanating from the statue through spiritual perception.

The statue exudes spiritual pollution all the time, Kemon no longer pays attention to its appearance, and accepts its spiritual pollution all over his body.

The mental pollution was cut off layer by layer by the resistance force, unable to affect Kemon's body.

And Kemen dropped the knife, following that feeling, one knife after another.

In the eyes of Bai Shatang, the statue carved by Ke Meng is still so ugly, completely different.

But Ke Dao let out a snort, "Your master has something, and he has suddenly mastered the spirit."

One knife after another, one knife after another, the stone was cut off by a huge force, and countless stones were shaken off with a slight flick of the finger.

Kemon had been carving statues that night.

Carving a statue is a very busy job. If you carve it carefully, it will only take a lot of time.

Kemeng was engraved from night to eight o'clock in the morning, the sun rose and shone through the cold courtyard.

Tangyuan put down her dead phone, and was surprised to see the owner carving an old man.

The old man's hair was sparse, his skin was covered with age spots, his nose was collapsed, and his mouth was as dry as an old tree root.

But the old man's eyes were terrifying, his eyeballs were rounded, and his Adam's apple on his neck was also terribly large, giving him the feeling that his voice was particularly loud.

In the distance, the people from the Bureau of Investigation were mysterious and dignified, and they used professional cameras to shoot the things carved by Kemeng from a long distance away, so as to avoid disturbing Kemeng's synaesthesia engraving.

"Ah, the statue with the head of a synaesthete frog and the body of an octopus is carved with an old man..."

"I can't believe it, it's so strong."

"Actually, as long as we eat enough fruit, we can do what Kemon did, but whether we can bear that kind of mental pollution is another matter."

"Actually, the people in the bureau saw that Kemen really carved it all night, and they were a little worried about whether the statue would pollute Kemen's thinking. Is it worth it?"

After Kemen carved the face of the old man, the investigator immediately uploaded the image to the bureau, and the presence on the Internet quickly searched.

Soon, the existence on the Internet found the old man's information.

Lu Fa, a centenarian, is a retired professor of law in Crocodile. He is now an honorary pastor in Crocodile City. He usually collects some antiques. He once spent 10 million yuan on a small statue at an auction. .

The head portrait of the centenarian appeared, but it was not a frontal photo, but a photo from the Internet of Crocodile Island Religion. The time was a year ago. The old man was wearing a black priest robe with a solemn expression.