Followers: 10818284396
Soon, a day had passed.
No matter how calm Feng Lin was, looking at the number of his fans, he was a little stunned!
It was on fire!
However, the popularity was too explosive. Their hearts couldn't take it!
The number of fans reached 10.8 billion.
He could be said to be a 10 billion Mythical Great V now.
There were too many people in the Interstellar Era. Once one became popular, the number of fans they would have would be astronomical. It wasn't something that the so-called celebrities and internet celebrities of the Ancient Earth Era could compare to.
A ten billion Great V wasn't considered much in the vast universe. He could only be considered an average Great V.
In the Mythological Forum, there was no lack of trillions of top-notch VIPs.
But to Feng Lin, this was already not bad.
How exaggerated was the number of followers of 10 billion? Even in the Ancient Earth Era, there weren't so many people.
As long as one out of a hundred of them sent a private message to harass you, that person would receive a hundred million private messages. It was so annoying that it would be annoying to death.
He seemed to have underestimated the power of that fatty. He had gone a little overboard.
Being on fire was also a kind of happy annoyance.
Numerous private messages kept popping up. Feng Lin decided to set his account to a state where he would no longer accept messages. Only then did his account quieten down.
Beep! Beep!
Just as he was about to close his identity microchip and start cultivating, the microchip rang again.
Feng Lin felt strange. He had clearly blocked all private messages from strangers, so why were there still people who could find him?
Feng Lin transformed into Hongjun's appearance and tapped on it to take a look. The microchip projected a fair-skinned young man with a face filled with arrogance. He didn't even bother to conceal his true appearance.
"Are you Hongjun?" The Caucasian man surveyed Feng Lin from top to bottom, filled with a sense of superiority.
Feng Lin felt unhappy in his heart.
"You're not bad! You can even find the evolutionary path of the Fat Gene? I'm very satisfied with your abilities! I, Eurynomos, will now give you a chance to become my follower god in the Pantheon! My time is precious, hurry up and send me your information! If you don't act fast, you won't get this chance! "The Caucasian man, Eurynomos, seemed very impatient.
Feng Lin glanced over like he was looking at a retard.
Who the hell are you?
A brain is a good thing. I hope you have one too.
Pantheon?
Feng Lin paid attention to the words he revealed, and for some reason, he thought of a series of western myths.
The Temple of the Gods was said to be the place where the gods discussed matters. Any god who ignited their divine flame and became a true god would leave their true name on the Temple of the Gods. They could enter the Temple of the Gods at any time to communicate with the other gods.
This name sounded extremely cool. It seemed to be some kind of super secret power in the interstellar space. Seeing that he was popular, they wanted to recruit him?
What made Feng Lin uncomfortable was that Eurynomos' words were filled with an air of superiority, as though he was giving charity to someone.
"How did you find me?" He asked the uninvited guest in a low voice.
"It's very simple. Just use the Star Web IP to trace it. Hongjun, I value your talent as a genetic martial master! Our Hall of Gods is one of the few mythological gene research associations in the interstellar space. We specialize in creating all sorts of genetic equipment and genetic potions. As a Main God-level member of the Pantheon, I have the right to recruit Follower Gods! I'm generously giving you a spot, so don't fail to appreciate my kindness! " Seeing that Feng Lin had no reaction to his recruitment, Eurynomos's expression turned grim, and his words contained a hint of warning.
Feng Lin instantly laughed, filled with mockery.
Follower God?
Since there are Follower Gods, there are also Main Gods. Do you want to be my Main God?
I came up with the name Hongjun. I'm the Heavenly Dao Saint of Huaxia, a Dao Ancestor of Mythology.
Can you accept it?
What arrogant words!
Just when Feng Lin wanted to reject him decisively, his eyes suddenly turned as a bad idea popped up in his mind.
(I want to see what tricks you have up your sleeves.)
He pretended to be pleasantly surprised. "There's such a good thing? If I'm a Follower God, what obligations do I have to fulfill? "
Eurynomos seemed to be very satisfied with Feng Lin's performance. He smiled. "As a Main God, I can guide you in all sorts of genetic knowledge. However, you have to do your best to assist me. You have to give me 60% of the money you earn from genetic research! This treatment isn't bad, right? You only need to pay 60% and you can join the Pantheon and learn valuable genetic knowledge. Where else can you find such a good thing? "
He had a look on his face that seemed to say, 'Brat, you've gotten such a great deal, quickly come and thank me.'
Thank you, my ass!
Feng Lin's smile turned cold, no longer feigning civility with this person. Since this person's attitude was so rude, Feng Lin naturally wouldn't be polite as well. He directly mocked, "Brains are a good thing. I hope you have one as well!"
"What? Say that again! "Eurynomos had a look of bewilderment on his face, suspecting that he had heard wrongly.
Feng Lin laughed. He had never heard of anyone having such a strange request before. He decisively agreed to it.
This time around, he enunciated each word clearly, as though he was afraid that Eurynomos wouldn't be able to hear him.
"The … brain … is … a … good … thing. I … hope … that … you … also … have … one?" This time, Eurynomos finally heard it. His face was as sinister as a ghost and his entire body was cold and gloomy.
If human eyes could kill, Feng Lin would have already been sliced into pieces.
Feng Lin didn't give in and directly retorted, "If I want to learn genetic knowledge, do I need you to teach me? You even want to take away 60% of my income? Are you living in the primordial era? "
Feng Lin didn't curse at all, causing Eurynomos to be stunned.
Only after a long time did he regain his senses. His face was flushed red, as though this was the first time he had suffered such humiliation. His entire person was in a daze.
Feng Lin silently blamed himself. Had he been too ruthless with his words?
Look at this pitiful child, he was so angry that he was about to cry and look for his mother!
"You are dead for sure! Do you really think that just because you are a minor character in the Mythological Forum that you are a top-tier character? You actually dared to reject the recruitment of our Hall of Gods? I, Eurynomos, will definitely make you regret this! "Eurynomos was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.
"Pa!"
Feng Lin didn't wait for him to finish speaking and directly closed his identity microchip.
He couldn't be bothered to listen to this person's nonsense anymore. What was the use of such an old-fashioned threat?
He didn't know where this person's sense of superiority came from. He was simply a lunatic!
As expected, given how vast the universe was, there were all sorts of lifeforms.
Feng Lin felt that he had to learn to get used to it. Di, di, di!
Di, di!
Just when he was preparing to cultivate, the figure microchip rang out again. It flashed with a piercing red light, and the frequency was extremely fast. It seemed that the situation was extremely dangerous.
A message automatically popped up from his identity microchip.
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