Fist of Imagination

The thrips returned the things they had taken to the soul moss, which was very confused after losing its memory, and then passed the sorted information to Liang De.

This was a soul moss born from the remains of the soul of a skunk, and it had spent more than 1,900 days and nights in this world.

In the past, if a fragile little thing like soul moss had not been carefully domesticated, it would have been impossible for it to survive to this time, but "Skunk" caught up with a good era for soul moss.

Nearly 20 years ago, the strategy of comprehensively promoting digital currency began to be implemented. There were fewer and fewer physical currencies circulating in the market, and their circulation speed - that is, the number of times a unit of currency was exchanged within a certain period of time - was getting smaller and smaller. The physical currency was exposed to fewer and fewer people, and the essence content left on coins and banknotes was far less than before.

Soul mosses lost the soil on which they depended for survival, and their number dropped sharply. Under such a difficult situation of developing real industries, a considerable number of smart soul mosses turned to the Internet economy.

The highly developed level of communication infrastructure construction in the Internet era provides them with convenient conditions. Soul mosses use base stations and various electronic terminal devices as convenient Internet access portals, and combine with electromagnetic waves to absorb the essence of human beings scattered in the Internet.

But when they seek food online, they must rely on some virtual carriers, such as uncontrolled social accounts, ghost users of anonymous forums, atmosphere groups of live broadcast platforms to gather popularity, robots that spam advertisements, etc.

In the barbaric period when the Internet lacks supervision, soul mosses are like fish in water. They interact passionately with many netizens through simple imitation of humans, thereby absorbing the essence they rely on for survival.

This is the second great prosperity of soul mosses after the collapse of the bubble economy era of crazy over-issuance of currency in the last century.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. While the strategy of full digitalization of currency was being implemented, the unprecedented network real-name system was also implemented.

If a citizen wants to log in to the Internet legally, he must first be extremely strict with real-name verification. Not only must he enter his real name and ID number, but he must also perform fingerprint and face recognition, and provide real-time location information to relevant regulatory authorities.

Internet access devices must be equipped with camera functions. After citizens log on to the network, the network real-name management system will automatically scan from time to time. Once the personnel information is found to be inconsistent, the network connection will be immediately cut off, and corresponding punishment measures will be taken against the violators.

The arrest and punishment are carried out by special rapid response forces stationed in various places, including more than 100 combatants from the Secret Affairs Department.

This strict management measure is due to the strong promotion of the Secret Affairs Department. After Wen Zhongsu and He Gongji initially determined the characteristics of the source of the wrath, in order to curb the recurrence of this disaster, they began a 20-year "Anger Calming Operation".

Discover anger, block anger, and eliminate anger.

Their measures are effective, and the main body of the source of the wrath has fallen into a long-term decline.

But the fire in the city gate affected the fish in the pond. The soul mosses that entered the Internet industry in a big way lost various vests, and there were fewer and fewer zombie accounts. They could only share accounts and keep warm together.

When the density of soul mosses squeezed into one account exceeded the critical point, they began to roll inward.

After the fierce competition and evolution of the survival of the fittest and mutual oppression, a polyploid soul moss with a size and life strength far exceeding the past was born.

This new soul moss is fat and strong, and is the biggest among the big guys. If the soul moss wants to widely carry out sumo wrestling, they have ushered in a good era of fat guys everywhere.

Fat soul mosses no longer need to rely on virtual carriers. They drift in the sea of ​​​​the Internet to pursue essence, survive independently, and are free. Except for occasionally occupying bandwidth and bringing the unjustified injustice of "broadband water injection" to major communication operators, fat soul mosses are still a harmless and kind creature.

But when the soul moss encounters the split of the source of the angry tide, it is forced to become a tool race to collect anger from the Internet, and they become the catalyst for the end of the blue planet.

After absorbing the information from Thrips, Liang De said:

"I still don't understand. The online environment here is purer than a kindergarten. It is simply clean and harmonious. There are only personal dynamics of peace and quiet on the social platform. The forum members of the military forum don't have any confrontations. Even so, why is anger still collected?"

"If it can't be expressed, does anger no longer exist?"

Thrips cut open the soul moss trapped by the Yiyi Lingfeng again, took out a trace of light red light from it, and said to Liang De:

"How angry are they? Come and see for yourself."

The Lingfeng turned around and sank into Liang De's gray-black martial arts soul with this trace of anger.

Mr. Liang separated a core to receive it. As soon as he touched it, he found that the so-called "anger" was not a pure emotion.

In addition to emotions, there is also a lot of information about the source of anger, which is a bit like the soul memory in his life revolving lantern.

After the anger penetrated into the soul, Liang De saw a very familiar scene.

In a low-ceilinged, dull office, a semi-enclosed cubicle houses tired, sleep-deprived office workers. Wrinkled shirts and greasy black hair are everywhere. The smell of instant coffee and pancakes is mixed together, and the sound of computers starting up is heard one after another.

Some people who have just arrived are queuing in front of the wall-mounted screen, swiping their faces to clock in one by one, and then leaving with dragging feet.

At this moment, he has transformed into a tall and thin man with his hands covering his stomach, resisting the discomfort in his stomach and rushing into the men's restroom.

The wild spray is about to happen, and he staggers to push open the cubicle door, and the LED screen outside the door immediately displays his work number and stay time.

He breathed a long sigh of relief and used the strength of the Hulk to pull off his belt and take off his pants. He saw that the squat toilet was covered with a square piece of dense wire mesh with small holes, and an anti-theft lock was fastened next to the wire mesh.

"I'm sorry, I..."

Puff puff puff puff puff!

After everything was over and the scene was cleaned up, he sent a calm picture update using his work account:

"The company's new toilet initiative is very good. Smile.JPG"

Hold!

Liang Deran is on fire!

That trace of anger spurted wildly under the nourishment of his inner fire, and even the four-core soul, which was chilled with the mysterious energy of the illusory sea, heated up several degrees.

If he were an ordinary person, he would be like the victims in the Rage incident, burning up his soul and body and becoming the fuel of anger.

Liang De was silent for a while, using his innate energy to cut away the anger in his soul.

Even if the anger is blocked, the anger still exists.

Underneath the calmest expression is perhaps the most blazing anger.

In front of him and Thrip Yuanshen, the red giant-like source of anger continued to expand and beat.

He has already figured out how the end of Blue Star, the world on the other side of No. 706, will come.

Thank you everyone, see you tomorrow! ('')