When the lanterns were lit, the steel forest of the imperial capital was lit up by countless electric lights.
Under the flashing neon lights, the city was still bustling with traffic and people.
Standing in front of the glass window on the 27th floor, Zhang Hui looked at the avenue outside the window.
Very few people knew that the imperial capital had entered a period of full alert.
Hundreds of thousands of military and police officers were patrolling the streets, nightclubs, and night markets.
Countless cameras were monitoring every intersection and every street in the city.
Several supercomputers had been activated.
Data was flowing in them.
The experts were examining the data and making plans.
Tens of billions of funds were allocated.
And all of this was for the upcoming sorority.
Thinking of this, Zhang Hui sighed.
"General..." his private secretary walked behind him and said softly, "The meeting you arranged is ready!"
"Okay!" Zhang Hui nodded, turned around, and looked at the other party. "Then let's begin!"
He walked to a meeting room in front and pushed open the door.
The people in the meeting room stood up one after another.
There were more than twenty men and women.
"General!" Everyone saluted.
Zhang Hui raised his hand in return, then walked to the main seat and sat down.
He pressed his hand down. "Sit down!"
Everyone sat down in unison.
"Tell me..." he looked at these people. "Since the 'Lost Accusation' plan has been carried out, have you made any progress?"
The 'Lost Accusation' plan was a top-secret plan led by Zhang Hui.
All the organizers were personally selected by him.
All the participants were selected from closed environments such as the Blackguard, the army, and the prison.
The so-called 'Lost Accusation' was taken from the Book of Rites: gentle and honest, taught by the Book of Rites. Distant, taught by the Book of Rites. Therefore, the Book of Rites was lost to foolishness, and the Book of Rites was lost to accusation.
Therefore, it was actually the 'Book' plan.
To be precise, it was a research plan for an Internet book.
This plan had been launched more than twenty days ago.
Half a month ago, Zhang Hui officially listed it as a top-secret plan and named it 'Lost Accusation'.
Now, the 'Lost Accusation' plan had become the largest research plan of the Blackguard.
There were tens of thousands of participants alone.
As for the organizers, they were all colonels.
They were all elites and backbones of the Blackguard, candidates who had gone through layers of examinations and tests.
"General!" A delicate and pretty woman stood up and answered, "We've basically obtained a basic understanding of some of the extraordinary characteristics of the mission target …"
Zhang Hui looked at her.
This was his former adjutant, Zheng Qinghe, from the royal family of the Xisong Kingdom.
In terms of nobility, she was still a princess!
"Colonel Zheng, please continue!" Zhang Hui picked up a notebook seriously and began to record.
"Yes!" Zheng Qinghe puffed out his chest and bowed. Then, he reported, "According to the analysis of the situation …"
"We can confirm that the mission target has some sort of automatic screening ability …"
"If it wasn't for the special reminder …"
"About half of the test subjects will ignore the existence of the mission target on the webpage …"
"And among those who noticed it, one-third of them didn't even bother to click it …"
"Among the remaining people, less than one-tenth of them were willing to click on the bookmark after reading it …"
"We asked them …"
"I received the following answers …"
"About 20% don't know what the author is writing …"
"About 40% of them are doubtful about the plot …"
"The rest are basically indifferent …"
"But there are a few cases who often have nightmares after reading it …"
"They told us that they dreamed that they were in the world described …"
"They mentioned the words' alien 'and' engineer '…"
"This is a survey of ordinary people …"
"And when the target of the investigation turns to transcendent being and foreign species …"
"Eighty percent of people will ignore the book on the webpage …"
"Among the rest, there are only about a hundred people who clicked on it to read …"
"And these people basically said that the book is quite novel. It should be a fantasy work of a mortal's imagination …"
"Two cases reported that they appeared in the world described in their sleep …"
"The Arctic, a world of ice and snow …"
"They told us that they fought with the 'Iron Blood' from aliens in their dreams!"
"There was even one person who woke up and found that he was holding an alien weapon that he had seized in his dream …"
Zheng Qinghe took out a box from under the table.
She pressed it lightly and opened the box.
Inside was a metal spear, but it was filled with a sci-fi feel.
Zheng Qinghe picked it up, and the spear immediately shrank to less than an inch. With a light wave, it turned into a spear again, incomparably sharp!
"According to the assessment, the alien creatures they encountered can become invisible and have infrared scanning and lock-on technology …"
"Their miniaturized missiles and melee combat are very good!"
"Their overall combat strength is about equivalent to a first lieutenant …"
Zhang Hui listened and lightly knocked on the table.
Although he had long known that the 'book' written by that person had transcendent being characteristics.
But …
It allowed people to enter another world in their dreams and even bring back spoils of war …
This was really a little out of Zhang Hui's expectations.
It was a little similar to the characteristics of the 'Realm of Nightmare' that was listed in the top-secret files of the Federal Empire.
No …
The Realm of Nightmare was afraid of being known by the outside world.
Therefore, its participants were prohibited from revealing all information to the outside world. Those who violated the law would be 'erased'.
Zhang Hui had seen a few cases where they suddenly disappeared after reporting the relevant information to their superiors.
And this person's dream did not have these taboos.
This meant that he did not care about being known at all.
Thinking of this, Zhang Hui looked at the other person in charge and asked, "Colonel Yangbo, what about you guys?"
The bald colonel stood up, saluted, and reported, "Reporting to General … the part that I am in charge of also has relevant progress and reports … I have already written the specific contents into a document …"
He handed a data storage card to Zhang Hui.
"Now, this subordinate will briefly introduce our progress to the general …"
He said, "I am in charge of the research part that is consciously guided …"
"With the cooperation of the prisons, the army, and a large number of state agency staff, I have organized nearly ten thousand people to test …"
"In the case of actively guiding them to read, but not setting any conditions …"
"The survey showed that most mortals said that 'although this author's writing is very absurd, it is quite interesting'."
"However, in the end, they all chose to give up collecting it!"
"In the survey that asked about the reasons, 70% of the people said that the reason why they chose to do so was because of physical and psychological reasons …"
"And they could not accurately describe these reasons …"
"As for the remaining 30%, it shows a clear reason …"
"These reasons can be roughly divided into five categories …"
"Fear and fear are the majority of the reasons!"
"There are also a small number of people who said that they heard strange whispers …"
When Zhang Hui heard this, his eyes slowly lit up.
Strange whispers?
Similar to the spirit language?
So, he asked, "Did the readers who heard the whispers have any changes?"
Yangbo shook his head.
"So, a harmless Spirit Language?" He thought.
Yangbo continued to report, "And in the related investigation of the transcendent being, we found something even more interesting …"
"Almost all the transcendent being who participated in the reading said that they experienced psychological or physical pleasure during the reading process …"
"About 30% of the people said that after reading, their cultivation process was smoother than usual … Moreover, some people said that they had entered a state similar to 'epiphany'!"
Zhang Hui raised his head, "The written version of the spirit language?"
"And it's a harmless written version?"
Thinking of this, he asked, "Colonel Yang … Then, can any of them collect it?"
Yangbo shook his head, "Compared to ordinary people, the description of the transcendent being is more accurate …"
"Most people said that the moment they wanted to collect it, they received some kind of warning of impending danger …"
"A small number of people reported that they felt as if they were walking on thin ice, as if they were falling into an abyss!"
"What about the comments?" Zhang Hui asked the key question he wanted to ask, "What about the tips?"
Yangbo shook his head, "According to my research, no one is' willing 'to do these things!"
"The relevant experts say …" he said, "This might be the influence of some large-scale mental spell!"
"Some experts say that the 'author' might be consciously screening the readers …"
"Only the fated ones are allowed to …"
Zhang Hui looked at Zheng Qinghe, "Colonel Zheng, what about you?"
Zheng Qinghe replied, "General, on my side, someone has successfully left a message before …"
Zhang Hui nodded.
He fell into deep thought.
Judging from the arrogance of that ancient god, it was completely predictable that he would do such a thing.
But …
Zhang Hui thought of a key point.
He looked at Zheng Qinghe and Yangbo and asked, "In other words … the 'author' did not prohibit 'readers' from continuing to read, no matter what kind of 'reader'?"
The two of them nodded.
Zhang Hui laughed, "Then let's continue …"
"How many words are there in 'Lost Accusation' now?" He asked.
"More than 100,000!" Zheng Qinghe replied.
"Okay!" Zhang Hui said, "Then let's wait … continue …"
"Let's see what kind of story the 'author' wants to tell!"
Perhaps they could get more things from the story.
… …
It was late at night.
Ling Ping'an stretched lazily and made himself a cup of tea.
He raised his head and looked at the time.
It was past ten o 'clock.
The street outside was cold and cheerless. The evening wind blew, rolling up a few withered leaves.
He tightened his clothes and let out a sigh, "Looks like I'll have to wear cotton shoes in the future!"
Although he didn't feel cold yet.
But he was used to being prepared to resist the cold before it came!
He took a sip of tea and his body immediately warmed up.
Meow!
The kitten, Bastet, looked at Ling Ping 'an eagerly. The little guy's eyes were filled with desire and pleading.
Ling Ping 'an smiled and shared half of the tea in his hand with it.
Then, the man and the cat began to enjoy drinking.
Ling Ping 'an refreshed the backstage.
1432.
He smacked his lips and sighed, "The results seem to be a little bad..."
It had been more than twenty days since it was uploaded.
After last week's test, there was no longer any recommendation.
It was as bleak as his previous books!
The Sixth White of the Central Plains also woke up from his beautiful dream.
But he wasn't discouraged!
"Gold will always shine!" He encouraged himself.
Meow!
The kitten, Bastet, meowed softly and praised her master.
"I can definitely do it!" Ling Ping 'an clenched his fists.
At this moment, he glanced at the top left of the backstage from the corner of his eye. There seemed to be an unread text message.
He clicked on it and saw the content of the text message.
"The new book is strongly recommended!" He became excited, "I actually have such a good recommendation next week!"
"I really have to thank the editor!"
In his mind, with such a miserable result, he couldn't expect any recommendation at all. He could only slowly endure until it was on the shelves and then eat some full attendance and royalties.
He had already tacitly agreed to this ending.
But who would have thought that there would actually be a recommendation?
It was very good!
It must be because the editor took care of him.
But how would he know that his surface data was very miserable?
But now was the era of big data.
The backstage of the website had already monitored and counted tens of thousands of users and tourists who read it regularly.
They insisted on reading it every day.
But they didn't like it, recommend it, or leave a message.
Just like the silent majority!
Such a strange phenomenon made the website make such a decision hesitantly after observing for a while.
After all …
In the era of the Internet economy, traffic was money!
No one would go against money.
Ling Ping 'an sat up straight happily. In order to celebrate the promotion next week, he planned to write more today.
Thus, the sound of typing rang out again.
The kitten, Bastet, lay at the foot of the counter, drinking tea and playing with the bronze taotie. She was very happy.
…..
Mei Qing carefully glided over the filthy poisonous river.
In the poisonous river, the countless vengeful souls and evil spirits sensed the aura of a living person and woke up one after another.
Unfortunately …
It was already a step too late!
Mei Qing landed steadily on the other side of the river.
She looked ahead.
This was the destination of her trip.
Leopard Head Mountain in Yuhua State!
Legend had it that hundreds of years ago, there was a great demon who occupied this place.
Later, the divine monk and his disciples from the Eastern Lands passed by this place. The great demon and the small monsters in the mountain all became ghosts under the divine monk and his disciples\ 'sticks!
Thinking of the legend of the divine monk.
Mei Qing frowned.
"What divine monk?!" She cursed fiercely, "The source of disaster in the world!"
The divine monk of the Eastern Lands went to the Great Leiyin Temple in the Western Heaven to obtain scriptures.
This was a beautiful thing!
But unexpectedly …
What the divine monk retrieved was not the true scripture that saved the world.
Instead, it was the evil scripture that was filled with endless poison and corrupted people\'s hearts.
No one knew if it was the Buddha of the Western Heaven who gave him the evil scripture or if it was the divine monk and his disciples who replaced it on the way back. They reversed the true scripture and distorted the scriptures, causing the world to be in chaos, resulting in the current situation where all the gods and Buddhas died and the world was in chaos!
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