I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 286 No Solution (asking for monthly ticket)

The chat group disappeared and all the chat records could not be found, as if they had never existed.

After that, the surroundings were very quiet and nothing happened.

Nearly an hour later, Ye Changqing called and said that the plane had landed safely. He would send someone to deal with the subsequent impact. He asked where Sang Que and Sang Wan were and whether they needed someone to pick them up.

Sang Que declined the offer and asked Ye Changqing to take their luggage and prepare the information for the story relay group, and she would return to Yucheng by herself.

I reopened the ghost territory and returned to the small stone forest outside Mingyue Mountain. My mother was still waiting there. Her legs were intact and she had not returned to her disabled state after being kicked out of the group.

Sangque breathed a sigh of relief, what a blessing!
Sang Que told her mother what had just happened and asked, "Do you want to stay here for a while? I'm afraid that after you go back, you will become the target of the story relay group."

Sang Wan considered and refused, "I still want to go back. My novel fans account for half of your current heart lamps, right? If I don't go back to update, you will lose these fans, and your strength will probably fall back to the third level. At that time, it will be more dangerous for both you and me."

"Besides, we are not fighting alone now. We have entered the sight of the institute. If you are worried, I can accept the protection of the institute. In any case, it is absolutely impossible to cut off the connection."

Sang Wan was very tough. Sang Que thought that the story chain group was targeting her, so she had to agree and bring her mother and the unconscious man back to the modern era.

The man was abandoned by Sangque in the town at the foot of the mountain. He sent a text message to Ye Changqing, asking him to arrange someone to take over.

She and Sang Wan avoided people and used their ability to teleport to the nearest high-speed rail station in the city, then took the high-speed rail back to Yucheng.

Along the way, Sang Que was tense all over, fearing that something strange would happen around her and worried that the story-telling group would use someone else to deal with her.

At around six o'clock in the afternoon, Sang Que and Sang Wan finally returned to Yucheng safely. As soon as they got out of the station, they saw Ye Changqing, with gray hair and glasses, waiting at the exit with his hands behind his back.

Sang Que keenly discovered that some of the seemingly ordinary people around him had sharp eyes, temperament and body movements, which showed that they were not ordinary and must be secretly protecting Ye Changqing.

This time when Ye Changqing saw Sang Wan, he showed a surprised expression and stared at Sang Wan's intact legs for a while.

This reaction was within Sang Que's expectations. Before, because her mother was in the group, outsiders would ignore her changes. Now that her mother has left the group, the shielding effect is no longer effective, and others can naturally see her difference.

"Xiao Wan, long time no see." Ye Changqing took the initiative to greet her.

Sang Wan forced a polite smile and said, "Yes, it's been nine years."

Ye Changqing nodded and motioned Sang Que and Sang Wan to follow him to the communication vehicle in the distance to talk.

There was no one in the car, and there were many devices that Sangque could not understand. After getting on the car, there was no mobile phone signal. Ye Changqing said that it was very safe in the car.

"How did that group target its victims?" Sang Que asked the question that concerned her most first.

Ye Changqing said, "Cameras and satellites."

Sang Que was shocked. It turned out to be a satellite. She had thought it was some kind of metaphysical power, but she didn't expect it to be from the technological side.

"You really can't get rid of this thing?" Sang Que asked.

Ye Changqing smiled bitterly, "How to deal with it? Ordinary ghosts can still use experts to popularize scientific knowledge to the public, saying that it is all feudal superstition, illusion, and folk magic, but the development of science and technology has a huge impact on humans."

"Unless we return to primitive society, this thing can never be completely eradicated. Now, not only in China, but also around the world, there are too many people who believe that AI will replace humans in the future, and will surpass humans and become the master of humans. It is the power of this belief that has created the existence of groups like this one."

All three of them were silent, as if there really was no solution, and with a satellite overhead, no one could hide.

Ye Changqing handed the paper materials that he had prepared long ago to Sang Que, and the mother and daughter checked them together.

"Fortunately, there is only one storytelling group in China, which is much better than those abroad. No one knows how this group first appeared. What we can find out now is that most of the members of this group are writers, including traditional writers and online writers. They use the rules of this group to make themselves successful." "The group issues tasks through mobile phones. They shoot a video and then ask people in the group to write a story. In the official group, after the story is released, the group members will vote. As long as more than half of the people think the story is scary enough, the task is successful, and points are exchanged according to the number of votes of approval."

"If you fail a mission, you can redeem your previous points for 'penalty exemption'. If you don't have enough points, your previous reward will be taken back. If you fail three times in a row, all rewards will be taken back and you will be kicked out of the group. However, anyone who is kicked out of the group will often become the target of the next mission for the group members."

Hearing this, Sang Que and Sang Wan looked at each other, their hearts beating like drums.

Ye Changqing glanced at Sang Wan's intact legs and said nothing for the time being. He continued, "Our current strategy, in addition to strengthening the review of supernatural stories and novels on the Internet, is also trying to write software and implant it in everyone's mobile phones to block these abnormal signals, but the results are minimal."

Sang Wan thought for a moment and said, "Since this kind of thing exists because of the power of people's belief, why not use the people's belief to add special power to the software?"

Sang Que nodded. She had also thought of this. Just like when the Gui Dynasty established the Suppression of Evils Division, people of all dynasties would believe that the people of the Suppression of Evils Division had the ability to deal with evil spirits, and then the Suppression of Evils Division could protect the people.

Ye Changqing laughed, "Should we tell the public that this software has the ability to kill ghosts?"

Sang Que and Sang Wan were stunned. In China now, people are advocating to believe in science and break feudal superstitions. The higher-ups cannot go against themselves in the face. Moreover, once this gap is opened, the consequences will be disastrous and more strange things will pop up.

Ye Changqing said, "This matter can only be carried out secretly, and the public must not be aware of the existence of this group."

Sang Wan bit her lip and thought for a while. "I saw a while ago that our country has begun to promote Chinese programming language, that is, Chinese programming. I don't understand this aspect, but can we integrate the scriptures of Taoism and Buddhism into programming?"

Ye Changqing's eyes lit up slightly. It did sound outrageous at first, but if he thought about it carefully, it might not be impossible to give it a try.

They cannot convince people that software can kill ghosts, but people always believe that Taoist and Buddhist scriptures, as well as some spells, have strong killing power against ghosts. In any case, in the current helpless situation, they can give it a try first.

Ye Changqing looked at Sang Wan and once again thought of his most proud student Sang Yu, who also always had many wonderful ideas that were beyond people's cognition.

The sisters, as well as their adopted children, became very outstanding people.

Ye Changqing didn't say anything else. Sang Que and Sang Wan read the information carefully and found that even Sang Que was helpless against the story chain group at the moment.

The stories generated by the group are actually not powerful and cannot cause any harm to Sangque, just like the female ghost on the plane, she can kill it with just one hand.

However, she could not directly capture the source of the story chain group. It was born from modern technology and can exist in any computer or mobile phone. As Ye Changqing said, it would be difficult to grasp it unless humans regress to primitive society.

This feeling is similar to the water ghosts and dream ghosts in the Weird Dynasty. As long as there are rivers, lakes and seas in the world, and as long as people sleep and dream, water ghosts and dream ghosts will not disappear.

There is no solution!
"What are your plans next?" Ye Changqing asked Sang Que and Sang Wan.

The mother and daughter looked at each other, and Sang Que said, "I may have been targeted by this group. I will stay with my mother for a few days and observe the situation. If there is no other way, I can only go to the mountains to find my master and take shelter for a while."

On the way back, Sang Que had made a plan. If she couldn't deal with the Story Chain Group at the moment, she would find a way to ensure her mother's safety and then go back to the Gui Dynasty to hide for a while.

She just didn't believe that the satellite could capture the Weird Dynasty!

Ye Changqing nodded, "Okay, Xiaowan's idea is very good. I will go back tonight and have a meeting with everyone to study it. I will inform you when there is a result. In addition, thank you and your master for your assistance this time. If you change your mind, the institute will always welcome you."

Let me tell you something. I have half a month of free time now. I want to use this time to write a short story to participate in a realism essay contest. I have already made the outline, and plan for it to be around 10 to 15 words. I will post it after I finish writing it all.

If the editor can approve the manuscript, I will post it here. There just happens to be a call for papers, and I just happen to have an idea that I think is pretty good. I also just happen to have some free time without being disturbed. It would be a shame not to give it a try.

Therefore, this month, in addition to updating the Strange Dynasty as soon as possible, I will maintain two updates of more than 4,000 words every day. Once the main body of the short story is written, the subsequent revisions will not take up too much time.

We apologize for any inconvenience caused!