Fire! Fire! Fire! …
The small planet revolved around the huge life planet. Its interior was hollowed out and built into a magnificent palace.
The fatty stood up from the specially custom-made extra-large virtual cabin. His voice was loud and clear, and it lasted for a long time.
A serious-looking old butler walked over with a group of flirtatious maids. "Young Master, what's wrong?"
Fatty surveyed the surroundings, exuding a sense of confidence and pride that he had never felt before. "I've received guidance from an unparalleled existence in the interstellar space and have already become an interstellar cultivator. Right now, this senior wanted to preach to the interstellar space. As he had been in seclusion for a very long time, he could only start from scratch by answering all sorts of questions on the Mythological Forum to accumulate popularity. This was truly letting down this senior's lofty status. To express my gratitude, I want to make him famous, let more people see the unmatched great dao he passed down! "
His tone was impassioned as if he had taken stimulants.
Seeing him exaggerate so much, the old steward was shocked. He knew that although this young master had always been scolded as trash by the family because he had no talent for cultivation, he was smart. At such a young age, he had relied on his intelligence to fight for such a huge net worth and own a vital planet.
Now that he had become an interstellar cultivator, his future in the clan would definitely be boundless.
If he continued to grow, there was a high chance that he would become the first successor to the clan leader!
Which mighty cultivator had the power to turn something rotten into something magical?
"Quick, open up the Mythology Forum!" Fatty urged from the side. His usually fat body was too lazy to move, but now, he scurried over like lightning, giving everyone a fright.
He opened the Mythological Forum, followed the account 'Hongjun', and flipped through the records.
The old butler came over to take a look and was also shocked.
The account "Hong Jun" had only been registered for three days, but the answer record had already reached thousands of questions, and almost all of them were correct. There were many grateful comments below the account.
"Thank you so much! I've decided to choose the gene evolution path of wind and thunder. Thank you, Master, for your guidance. "
"This answer is perfect! I was perfectly satisfied. The star coins have already been transferred to my account. Let's add each other as friends! "
"Master, you have answered a question that I have not been able to solve for a long time. Thank you!"
…
"This question is correct!"
"This question is also correct!"
"All correct? How is this possible?"
…
The old butler and the others were very surprised to see Hongjun answering all the questions.
The number of questions answered was beyond imagination, and the accuracy was frighteningly high. After scanning through the answers once, he did not see any mistakes.
This was simply too inconceivable.
The Mythological Forum was the largest interstellar communication platform. The paid Q&A questions on it were all very professional and involved the essence of cultivation. It wasn't something an ordinary person would be able to answer, let alone answering so many questions within three days.
As expected of the founder of the Mythological Genes Association, Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
Big boss! Big boss!
"Quick, from now on, publish Master Hongjun's ID and the answers to these questions. Keep on advertising. I want everyone in the interstellar space to see Dao Ancestor Hongjun's Great Dao!" Fatty raised his voice.
"Isn't it a little too much to invest in such a huge advertisement?" The old butler hesitated.
"What are you afraid of? I have plenty of money! " Fatty spoke in an extremely willful manner, "Master Hongjun made me an interstellar cultivator. I'm going to make him famous across the entire interstellar space!"
This price wasn't considered much in his heart. Fatty was still thinking about the paragon mythological path in Dao Ancestor Hongjun's hands. Naturally, he couldn't tell others about this!
"Oh right!" At this moment, he didn't forget himself. "I want to advertise as well. I want everyone to know that I, Zhu Tiangang, have become an interstellar cultivator! I want those people who mocked me for being trash to open their dog eyes and take a good look! "
Fatty was born in the Zhu Clan, the wealthiest clan in the Huaxia Star Republic. He had never been a low-profile person.
It was just that he didn't have any cultivation talent in the past and had nothing to say. That was why he endured it.
Now that he had turned things around and became an interstellar cultivator, there was no way he could continue to keep a low profile!
Was he, Old Zhu, someone who wouldn't retaliate after suffering a loss?
For a gentleman, ten years wasn't too late for revenge.
A vile person would take revenge from day to night!
Fatty gritted his teeth, wanting to vent all the resentment in his heart.
As large amounts of star coins were spent, the advertisements in the sky flew across the entire interstellar space like snowflakes.
"There are no trash genes, only trash people. You only see my wealth, but you don't see my sweat. You have your rules, I have my choices. You deny my present, I decide my future. You mocked me for being as fat as a pig and saying that I'm not fit to cultivate. I pity you for always being short-sighted and short-sighted. You can look down on our talent, but we will prove whose era this is. Dreams are destined to be a lonely journey, with many doubts and mockery along the way. But so what? Even if we are covered in wounds, we must live beautifully. Become an interstellar cultivator in a day! I'm Zhu Tiangang, I speak for trash.
"Do you want to know the secrets of myths and legends? Do you want to understand the meaning of life? Do you want to truly … live? … Mythological Forum, Hongjun Preaching! "
…
Popular!
Feng Lin had just logged off and opened up the Mythological Forum. There was only one thought in his mind.
A shocking number appeared before his eyes.
Followers: 1583723
A total of 1.58 million fans. This was truly out of his expectations. It was unknown where this number came from.
This was …
It was popular!
Feng Lin wanted to turn the ID 'Hongjun' into a Mythological Great V, but he didn't expect it to be so fast. It was simply unbelievable.
If he relied on himself to accumulate fans one by one, when would he be able to break through a million fans?!
He didn't expect that fatty to be so powerful. Be it his identity or ability, it was a little out of Feng Lin's expectations. It seemed that he had thought very highly of Hongjun's identity, but it seemed that he had still underestimated him!
At this moment, private messages kept appearing in his account.
"Are you the Dao Ancestor Hongjun who gave guidance to the interstellar internet celebrity Zhu Tiangang? Can you give me some guidance? Thank you very much! "
"Are you really a powerful cultivator?"
"Liar, how can trash become a genius?! Becoming an interstellar cultivator in a day, how is this possible? "
…
These private messages contained all sorts of words, doubt, worship, slander …
Feng Lin wasn't surprised at all. He only paid attention to one thing.
The new internet celebrity Zhu Tiangang?
He started searching on the internet and very soon, there was a result. When he saw Zhu Tiangang say that sentence with a straight face, "I'm Zhu Tiangang, I speak for trash.", he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
He really knew how to have fun!
This Zhu Tiangang really wasn't a low-profile person!
Feng Lin also saw the overwhelming advertisements he posted. "Do you want to know the mysterious secret? Do you want to understand the meaning of life? Do you want to truly … live? … Mythological Forum, Hongjun Preaching! "
No wonder his fans were so ferocious. This advertisement was simply crazy. It was practically a blockbuster on the front page of the entire interstellar space!
As expected, if one wanted to become a Mythological Great V, creating hype was the way to go.
The number of fans continued to rise, and the number of messages increased. All of them were asking for guidance.
"Boss, can you give me some guidance on my cultivation? I've seen all the questions you answered previously. You're too good! "
"Master, I'm an interstellar cultivator. What should I do next? Can you help me deduce a genetic formula? Even the Fat Gene can evolve into a primeval gene. You should be able to do the same for my Lignification Gene, right? "
"Senior, I'm a cute girl. I can warm your bed and fold your blankets. As long as you can help me with my cultivation, you can do anything!"
…
It was a mess, and there were all sorts of comments.
Feng Lin blocked these harassing accounts one by one, but this wasn't the end.
Beep, beep, beep!
The ear-piercing sound kept ringing, and another huge pile of private messages appeared. There were new ones at every moment, and there was no end to them even if he deleted them.
Feng Lin noticed that the number of fans was increasing faster and faster.
One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million, ten million, one hundred million …
Very soon, the number of people following him broke through the small target of one hundred million, and it was still increasing rapidly.
It was still the same three words …
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