Weird recovery: Do you call this serious science?

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He took the initiative to pat Long Aotian from behind.

The moment Long Aotian turned his head, he took a stone and slapped him hard on the face.

"Kakkaka..."

There was a sound of bone cracking, and Long Aotian took two steps back, the scars on his face fell off like old wall skin.

"Huh, do you still remember the weakness of living zombies I mentioned?"

"The Achilles' heel of living zombies is their Achilles' heel as a human, and we just need to add a second shot to their Achilles' heel."

Lin Muge squatted down and looked at Long Aotian who was gradually waking up.

"Come on, you're dying, confess your gender and your age."

He was silent for a moment and asked.

"If you don't want to talk about this kind of privacy issue, you can tell me when did you start eating people? Where did you eat people?"

"At Zhengyuan Temple."

Later Xu Yi said with a complicated expression.

"It's not that I want to eat it! It's that group of old monks who took the initiative to chant scriptures in my ears when they were dying! I just ate them by accident! It's so annoying!"

Long Aotian covered his face and said in pain.

But even if he clutched it desperately, he couldn't stop the continuous loss of his vitality, and the surface of his body continued to rot and fall off at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Zhengyuan Temple!"

Zhao Fanzhuo, who was drowsy at home, suddenly regained his energy.

If this man-eating zombie really came out of Zhengyuan Temple, it means that Lin Muge didn't do a thorough search last time and released such a man-eating zombie!

This repackaging is a big black spot!

Zhao Fanzhuo raised his neck, closed his eyes and took a deep breath tremblingly.

"Finally... see hope..."

The corners of his eyes even slightly moistened.

"Zhengyuan Temple..."

Lin Muge frowned.

He has been to Zhengyuan Temple, but only found the little furry fox...

"Hey, bury your eldest brother, before his bones are cold."

He nodded to Wang Defa and Xu Yi.

"Brothers, let's stop here for today's live broadcast first, and I'll go to Zhengyuan Temple to take a look."

Lin Muge thanked everyone for their gifts and then turned off the live broadcast.

He didn't notice that in a classroom at the back, a black signature pen was watching him silently, and slowly wrote two words on the wall.

"That's it?"

ps: Launch the final attack on performance management today, and go to the battlefield tomorrow

Chapter 183 That pen fairy can't do anything! (Two subjects today, I am really short!)

"Hey boss."

As soon as Lin Muge was off the air, Zhao Fanzhuo received a call from his boss behind the scenes.

But this time he was obviously more confident.

"Why did I call, you should know?"

"I know I know..."

Zhao Fanzhuo showed a confident smile on his face, "I will report to you the work I have been lurking for so long."

He specially emphasized the pronunciation of the word "lurking".

"Hehe, before you report on your work, I need to ask you a few questions."

"...you said you said..."

Zhao Fanzhuo's breath was suffocated.

Why did the big boss' tone suddenly become serious...

Could it be that the fact that I have been fishing has been exposed?

He hastily pulled out Xiao Qianshou, who was working so hard, out of the bed.

The little thousand hands also stopped working tacitly, and skillfully opened the door to pour him a glass of water.

"First question, did you watch the live broadcast of Lin Muge climbing the typhoon?"

"certainly……"

"That live broadcast allowed him to gain more than 100 million fans, and the number of people in the live broadcast room was 500 million. You have contributed a lot to this? I heard that you turned the tide. The number of people in the live broadcast room was about to drop. Then You drove the atmosphere in the live broadcast room by yourself?"

"This……"

Zhao Fanzhuo drank slightly tremblingly.

The person on the opposite side is his big benefactor, if he said that it was an accident, he wouldn't believe it...

"Boss, this...is actually all in my plan!"

"If you think about it, the more fans Lin Muge has, the more it will help us fan the flames, and these new fans are the easiest to drive."

"When I climbed the typhoon, I made Lin Muge a little famous. When Lin Muge's next live broadcast, more people will be attracted by his word of mouth. At this time, we are still standing still."

"Then next time, more and more people will be attracted. At this time! Let's break the news about Lin Muge in one fell swoop. At that time, there will be so many people in the live broadcast room. God!"

The reaction speed of the top hacker made Zhao Fanzhuo confuse such a reason in just a few seconds.

And having said that...

It actually makes some sense...

"Oh...the trick of killing pigs..."

"Yes, yes yes yes yes."

He nodded hastily.

"Very good, I didn't expect you kid... to be quite courageous and resourceful."

"Winning a prize or a prize, it's all wrong and right..."

The corner of Zhao Fanzhuo's mouth twitched.

"So you're laying the groundwork now?"

"Yes, and the boss, I have concluded that you can't hack Lin Muge when he is live broadcasting outdoors. You must attack Lin Muge when he is sitting at home doing daily live broadcasts, and give him a fatal blow directly."

"Then why are you dark?"

"Don't worry boss! I have my own plan for this!"

"Okay, then let me tell you some good news. You have been selected as the most dedicated housing manager of the year. You...you should reflect on yourself. Sometimes you should not be too involved when you are an undercover agent."

After the boss finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

"..."

Zhao Fanzhuo looked at the black screen of his phone, and didn't know what to say for a while...

"Good guy..."

He opened Xiaopozhan's annual housing management official selection.

He actually got a small award for this undercover agent...

"No, it's time to prove yourself."

Zhao Fanzhuo took a deep breath.

Next time Lin Muge's daily live broadcast, he decided to start a black wave directly from Lin Muge's failure to clean up the man-eating zombie in Zhengyuan Temple and using knowledge monopoly to sell blood to make money.

"The main black point is that Lin Muge sells blood to make money."

He hesitated and nodded cautiously.

...

...

"Is there something you are hiding from me, kid?"

In Villa No. [-] of the Tianfu Garden Villa Group, Zhu Shouzheng asked his eldest son with a frown and asked seriously.

Although he is the eldest son, he is only in junior high school.

"What's the matter, dad won't talk about you, no matter how big it is, it's not a big deal in our family."

Seeing his child's nervous face, his tone softened a little.

Ever since their family was selected by the ancient ghosts as the place for ghost marriage last year, Lin Muge took that opportunity to popularize the scary differences between ancient ghosts and modern ghosts, and even fished out his youngest son. Removed all the antiques from the house.

This also made Zhu Shouzheng, a successful expert in antique collection and appreciation, start to spend more time with his children.

At the same time, I also give a wave of rewards in Lin Muge's live broadcast from time to time.

Thanks to Lin Muge, he no longer believes in exorcising ghosts and demons, but firmly believes in science.

"I...my classmates and I...watched a video of summoning a pen fairy."

Encouraged by Zhu Shouzheng, his child said timidly.

"Oh, are you scared? Don't worry, there are no ghosts in this world."

He was smiling and talking nonsense with his eyes open.

"No, my classmates and I... went to summon the Pen Fairy, just chanted a spell..."

"Oh, the kid dared to try, um, very good!"

Zhu Shouzheng gave a thumbs up, "So you also saw that ghosts don't exist."

"...No...we summoned the Pen Fairy..."

"……what?!"

He froze for a moment and stood up abruptly.

As a loyal fan of Lin Muge, although he knows that supernatural things are not scary, his children don't!

"There are too many homework on New Year's Day...I just... want Bixian to help me with my homework..."

"No, no, you said you summoned the Pen Fairy? Then... then... where is the Pen Fairy now?"

Zhu Shouzheng glanced nervously at his child.

There is no skin trauma, but this Yintang is indeed blackened.

"It's in... that abandoned classroom in Qishan..."

"Is that the place in the live broadcast that Dad just watched?"

"Correct!"

"call……"

Zhu Shouzheng breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought that these children summoned the pen fairy in the school, how dangerous it is...

But in the small zombie market, maybe it makes Bixian feel like going home?

"The big brother who broadcast the live broadcast lives in our community. Dad will accompany you there tomorrow morning and let him subdue the pen fairy. Don't be nervous."

"Also! Did you write your homework yourself? Was it... written by that pen fairy?"

He asked gravely.