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Chapter 30 030. Do you know scientific exploration bot?
Qiao Mu's inspiration was some Tucao marketing accounts on Shudong.

Most of these marketing accounts will accept submissions from other people, post interesting ones, accumulate fans, and receive more submissions, and the cycle will continue to grow.

In the later stage, you can also receive advertisements, business orders, and make crazy money.

Of course, Qiao Mu didn't do this for money.

He logged into his account, immediately opened a document, and began to record everything he saw and heard at the funeral home.

Normally, using public cognition to anchor anomalies will reduce the depth of anomalies and reduce pollution. In this world where pollution is power, it is equivalent to weakening anomalies. In other words, hiding the exception that you anchor is the most appropriate way.

In other words, the more mysterious the stronger.

Just like Su Hong, she never told Qiao Mu what anomaly he was anchoring on.

But Qiao Mu was a little different.

He looked at the non-rhetorical words in the computer documents, which were only written in white. These words were distorted and changed, forming the indifferent and cold explanation of the system.

【Ghost】

【abnormal】

【Anchored】

[Completeness of Funeral Home Rules: 11%]

[Ghost, the person who is eaten by the tiger, is the ear of the tiger in front of him]

[Let others experience what you experience, let others see what you see, let others hear what you hear]

[The smile will not disappear out of thin air, it will only transfer from one person's face to another person's face]

[Only in this way can we restrain our wisdom, accommodate our thoughts, and see our true heart]

【"Look, the golden thread is already wrapped around you."】

In Qiao Mu's memory, the knowledge about "Ghost" stuck to the grooves of his brain like a spider's web.

He can use the power of [Ghost] to reproduce the scenes he has experienced and encountered, and collect power by spreading these emotions. The more people empathize with him, the more he can feed back his [Ghost].

This is an anomaly that can grow.

For example, when Qiao Mu threatened the three girls earlier, he used the power of [Ghost], and at the same time, he found that the scenes in his memory became more specific, more horrifying, and more terrifying along with the fear of these girls. fear.

For example, before, the scenes related to the funeral parlor already had a completion rate of 10%, but now, after escaping from the mourning hall and intimidating those bullying girls, the completion rate has increased by 1%.

Qiao Mu was a little curious, if he could materialize an entire funeral home when the completion rate reached 50%, or even 100%.

Of course, this is still far away from now.

In the process of writing these texts, Qiao Mu had no skills, but only emotions, and integrated the power of "Ghost" into this article.

He checked it over and hit send.

Soon, the tree hole net popped up a reminder.

[The content you sent is too long, please re-edit]

"Depend on!"

Qiao Mu took a look and found that Shudong.com could only send 120 characters in a message, which was considered anti-human.

He browsed how other people posted long articles, and soon followed suit and made a long picture.

This time it was sent successfully.

Qiao Mu was still thinking about who accidentally saw his article, and then it got out of hand and spread widely, triggering a frenzy of discussions on the Internet, spreading all over the streets, and then being invited to participate in TV shows, becoming famous and becoming a well-known creator.

But after waiting for half an hour, there were no comments on this article, not even a single like.

"Damn it, is it still not working?"

Qiao Mu couldn't help but hammered the table down.

At this moment, the computer beeped, reminding Qiao Mu that his [Science Exploration Bot] had a fan.

"Now paying attention is an old fan!"

Qiao Mu couldn't help standing up, he immediately checked the fan's account, wanting to see how good a person became his first fan.

[Please add XXXXXX to buy fans]

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Qiao Mu's first fan was a zombie.

"Zombie fans are also fans, some people can't even ask for it!"

Qiao Mu knew how to win spiritually.

Zhou Mingke stood up.

"Why, boss, do you want to tell me how to make my articles read by more people?"

Qiao Mu asked immediately.

"Ah? It's time to get off work."

Zhou Mingke pointed to the wall clock on the wall.

six o'clock.

"It's okay, we don't do that kind of KPI assessment here, and we don't need to work overtime. Let's all go home."

She patted Qiao Mu on the shoulder, called Bai Lian again, and led the little girl downstairs and out of the yard.

Qiao Mu watched the two leave, and sent Su Hong another message, but there was no reply, it seemed that he was busy.

He decided to take a stroll by the river to get some fresh air.

It is still spring, and the evening breeze in Lingjiang is slightly cool. There is a saxophone practitioner sitting on a bench playing. She is a girl, probably about the age of going to college. Her breath is very stable, but she is not good at playing this piece of music. Too skilled and a bit jerky.

Qiao Mu graciously sat on the other end of the bench, causing the girl's movements to slow down a bit—normally speaking, if she wasn't thick-skinned, she wouldn't sit on a bench where a stranger was already sitting. Up.

The slightly out-of-tune saxophone sounded again soon, and the afterglow of the sunset sparkled on the Lingjiang River. Passers-by walked along the guardrail, enjoying the quiet time amidst the music.

After the girl played a piece, she put down the instrument in her hand. She always felt that someone was staring at her.

Turning her head, the girl found that Qiao Mu was looking this way, and that look was not an obscene stare, but a kind of eager anticipation.

Of course, this is mainly because of the value of the face.

Handsome guys have this privilege.

Before the girl could speak, Qiao Mu moved his position and came closer.

"Hello, do you know about science exploration bot?"

Qiao Mu cut to the chase.

"What?"

The girl didn't understand.

"It's an account on Shudong.com, do you have an account on Shudong.com?"

Qiao Mu asked enthusiastically.

He was so taken for granted that the girl didn't react to refuse for a while, but took out her mobile phone and opened her tree hole net.

"Yes, if you search for scientific exploration bot, this is it."

Qiao Mu guided the girl step by step to follow his account. He was very satisfied and continued to explain.

"If you encounter any strange things, you can send a private message to this account and have a chance to publish it."

".Oh."

The girl nodded ignorantly. She found out that this account only had three fans including herself, and she immediately felt a little funny.

What kind of new way of striking up a conversation is this?
She curiously opened the account's release, except for the one on the top that was exactly the same as Qiao Mu's words, there was only one tree hole.

""Funeral Home Rules?"

The girl frowned. This seemed to be a short supernatural story written under the name No.1.

She usually likes to read this kind of supernatural short stories. Every time she reads them, her whole body becomes cold, her hands and feet feel numb, and she dare not even go to the toilet. In her dream, the quilt is full of human faces, but she still can't help but want to watch it.

That's what the food addict said.

In Molu Community, a well-known chat forum in China, there is a special forum for people to post and write all kinds of ghost stories that are both true and false. She just finished reading an article called "Black Tai Sui" this afternoon, and she felt hairy. Only then did I come to the riverside to practice playing to strengthen my courage.

Didn't expect someone to push ghost stories to her face?

Thinking of the crowds here, the girl felt that it would be enough to deal with it with just a few glances, so she looked at the first sentence of Changtu.

"I really didn't expect that the first patient after becoming a psychiatrist came from a funeral home."

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