Father Wang's action actually wasn't a surprise, since Lie Mengmeng was already used to it. But this time, Lie Mengmeng hadn't expected Father Wang to personally use his author account to respond publicly. In Lie Mengmeng's view, this troll's card was pretty big … this time, he might really be "immortalized."
Lie Mengmeng felt that being a fan of Father Wang was actually a pretty happy thing.
But a response was a response. In the end, this troll had written a thousand-word long review on a pirated website to attack Father Wang's work and his fans who liked it. How could you make this troll stop? Usually, the only way was to mobilize the power of the original readers to report him together.
Father Wang hadn't even made any appeals, but the fans in the group were already riled up and spontaneously organized wave after wave of "attacks" to report Father Wang to customer service one after another.
On the side, Lie Mengmeng tsked repeatedly at this operation … this was a manifestation of fan cohesion. As a top guru on the website, Father Wang's fan group was naturally extremely cohesive.
Father Wang looked at his watch. About five minutes later, he refreshed the webpage again, and all the troll's comments, including the long review, had disappeared.
Lie Mengmeng wiped at his sweat. "That's … it's all gone?" That was too fast!
Lie Mengmeng suddenly felt a little sorry for this troll. This guy didn't have enough IQ to begin with. He had rummaged through elementary school language books and painstakingly written a thousand-word negative review, thinking that no one would pay attention to him if he posted it on a pirated software and could do whatever he wanted. In the end, he had been reported and deleted as soon as he sent it.
Father Wang smiled calmly and took a drag on his cigarette. "How far has he gotten? Believe it or not, he'll keep posting. "
"He's courting death. Can he write so many words …"
Father Wang thought carefully and laughed. "I'm guessing he's going to use the knowledge he learned in Peppa Pig as a child …"
Lie Mengmeng: "…"
After another half an hour, Father Wang refreshed the webpage again …
Hm … very good …
Sure enough, this troll struggled to come up with another two hundred words.
The reply was as follows:
"First of all, I indeed don't have the financial ability to buy all the books. Rent in first-tier cities is too expensive, so I can only choose good books to buy. It's not realistic to buy all of them, but I'll also buy physical books if they're published, and I won't go around advertising pirated versions. You said the author singled me out? May I ask, how did the author know? Is the author also using pirated software? Or could it be that the "true fans" of the pirated software went to complain to the author? If it's the former, what right do you have to criticize me? If it's the latter, I can only say that the author is Lu Dongbin! "
After reading it, Lie Mengmeng scratched his head. "What does he mean by that? Why does it feel like your logic is contradictory? "
"Hehehe, let me analyze it for you!"
Father Wang smiled and pointed at the screen as he analyzed it sentence by sentence. "Look at his first sentence … he said: I indeed don't have the financial ability to buy all the books. Rent in first-tier cities is too expensive, so I can only choose the good ones to buy. The subtext was: You're blaming me for watching pirated versions because the rent is too expensive? That's why I scrimped and lived frugally to choose books to read, and all I read are the Four Great Classical Novels. "
Lie Mengmeng: "…"
Father Wang: "Let's look at the second sentence. He says: How did the author know? Is the author also using pirated software? The subtext of this sentence was: Aiya, I was caught off guard. I thought no one would see my ramblings. Since the fans of this book are all fake reviewers, then the author must have read a pirated version! "
Lie Mengmeng: "…"
"Hmm … the third sentence is actually the funniest one. If it's the latter, then I can only say that the author is really Lu Dongbin. Subtext: I am a dog. "
Lie Mengmeng snickered.
After parsing these words, Father Wang stared at the screen and couldn't help tsking. "This batch of trolls … really have no standards …"
After saying that, Father Wang straightaway picked up the phone on the table and started to flip through the address book.
Lie Mengmeng: "Who is Brother Wang looking for?"
Father Wang replied lightly, "Doctor."
Lie Mengmeng: "What for?"
Father Wang couldn't help laughing. "You were bitten by a dog, you need to get vaccinated!"
Lie Mengmeng: "…"
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Elsewhere, at the Cultivation Academy of Science's research institute, the spatial assessment was ready.
Wang Ming and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal were now in front of a giant eggshell-shaped glass dome, and they could clearly see a tiny space crack inside.
This crack was not created by magic, but by the decomposition of space by modern technology.
"Brother Wang Ming, will this work?" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal asked curiously.
Hands in his pockets, Wang Ming nodded confidently. "Of course it won't be a problem. We've already tested this machine several times before, and its performance is up to standard. However, it does take a long time to warm up and start up. There's still room for improvement. "
Wang Ming then took out the tattered Daoist robe that Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had brought, but just as he was about to approach the glass dome, Zhai Yin stopped him.
"Let me do it."
Zhai Yin took a breath, her tone as cold as usual.
"I've already tested it many times … there won't be a problem." Wang Ming really wanted to refuse, but his attitude wasn't as resolute as before, and he did his best to speak in a calm tone.
Last time, he had used the Heavenly Materials sword to brace himself to save that group of students in the hospital. Coupled with the excessive consumption from using the Brain Deduction Technique, he had been in a coma for several days.
Although he really didn't want to admit it, it was indeed Zhai Yin who had stayed by his side to take care of him during those few days …
Wang Ming wasn't stupid; he naturally knew that Zhai Yin had designs on him. But he just couldn't figure out how he had provoked this female Bodhisattva …
"No!"
Zhai Yin said resolutely. "Even if it's just a tiny space crack, if anything happens, you'll be cut to pieces right away!"
Wang Ming: "You're exaggerating …"
Zhai Yin folded her arms and looked at Wang Ming. "Either you listen to me! Or you stop the experiment! "
Wang Ming couldn't be bothered to argue any further, and directly chose to give up. "Fine, fine, fine … I'll listen to you, big sister!" After saying that, he handed the tattered Daoist robe to Zhai Yin.
Zhai Yin took it with great satisfaction, and then went to operate the machine with ease.
On the side, the young man in white was shocked when he heard this. "Big, big … big sister?"
Wang Ming nodded and pointed at Zhai Yin's back. "That's right, this person who looks like a man is actually a big sister … Are you shocked? This big sister is a rare gem in our country's gender identification field! "
Hearing this, the corners of Zhai Yin's mouth twitched. "…"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal whispered in Wang Ming's ear, "Then, Brother Wang Ming … what's your relationship?"
"Relationship?"
Wang Ming couldn't help laughing. "Of course we're brothers!"
Hearing Wang Ming's words, Zhai Yin couldn't help trembling!
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