Chapter 27. If you don’t vomit, you won’t be happy.

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Thrip returned the things he had taken to the soul moss who was confused after losing his memory, and then passed the compiled information to Liang De.

This is a soul moss born from the soul remains of a skunk. It has spent more than 1,900 days and nights in this world.

In the past, a fragile little thing like the soul moss would have never been able to survive until this point if it had not been carefully tamed. However, "Skunk" caught up with a good era of soul moss.

Nearly two decades ago, the strategy to comprehensively promote digital currency was implemented. There are fewer and fewer physical currencies circulating in the market, and their circulation velocity—that is, the number of times a unit of currency can be exchanged within a certain period of time—is getting smaller and smaller. , physical currency comes into contact with fewer and fewer people, and the residual essence content on coins and banknotes is far less than before.

The soul mosses lost the soil on which they relied for survival, and their numbers dropped sharply. When it was so difficult to develop industry, a considerable number of smart soul mosses turned to the Internet economy.

The highly developed communication infrastructure construction level in the Internet era provides them with convenient conditions. Soul mosses regard base stations and various electronic terminal equipment as convenient access to the Internet, and combine them with electromagnetic waves one after another to absorb the human spirit scattered in the network. gas.

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

In the barbaric period when the Internet lacked supervision, soul mosses were at home like a fish in water. They interacted passionately with many netizens through simple imitation of humans, thereby absorbing the essence of their livelihood.

This is the second great boom after the burst of the bubble economy era of crazy over-issuance of money in the last century.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. At the same time as the comprehensive digitalization strategy of currency was implemented, an unprecedented online real-name system was also implemented.

If a citizen wants to legally log in to the Internet, he must first undergo extremely strict 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 equipment must be equipped with a camera function. After citizens log in to the network, the network real-name system management system will automatically scan from time to time. Once a discrepancy in personal information is found, the network connection will be immediately cut off and corresponding punishment measures will be taken against the violators.

Arrests and punishments are carried out by special rapid response forces stationed in various places, which include more than a hundred Secret Service combatants.

This stringent management measure benefited from the vigorous promotion of the Ministry of Secret Affairs. After Wen Zhongsu and He Gongji initially determined the characteristics of the source of the anger, in order to prevent the recurrence of this disaster, they began a twenty-year campaign. "Operation Calming Down Anger".

Discover anger, block anger, eliminate anger.

Their measures worked, and the main body of the Wrath fell into long-term decline.

However, the fire at the city gate affected the fish in the pond, and the soul moss that entered the Internet industry in a big way lost all kinds of vests. There are fewer and fewer things like zombie accounts. They can only share accounts and join groups to keep warm.

When the density of soul moss squeezed into an account reaches a critical point, they begin to involute to a high degree.

The weak eat the strong, compete with each other, and after the fierce competition evolved, a polyploid soul moss was born whose size and life intensity were far greater than before.

This new kind of 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 already ushered in a good era when fat guys are everywhere.

Fat boy soul moss no longer needs to rely on virtual carriers. They wander around the Internet in pursuit of spirit, survive independently, and live freely. Apart from occasionally occupying bandwidth and bringing unjust injustice to major communication operators, the fat boy soul moss Zai Hun Moss is still a kind of kind creature that is harmless to humans and animals.

But when the soul moss encountered a fragment of the source of anger and was forced to become a tool race to collect anger from the network, they became the catalyst for the end of Blue Star.

After Liang De absorbed the information from Thrip, he said:

"I still don't understand. The online environment here is more pure than a kindergarten. It's clean, civilized and harmonious. There are only personal updates on social platforms that have been quiet for years. None of the friends on the military forum are online. They are all like this. Why is anger still being collected?"

“If it can’t be expressed, does anger not exist?”

Thrip re-opened the soul moss trapped by Yiyi Lingfeng, took out a faint red light from it, and said to Liang De:

"How angry they are, come and see for yourself."

Ling Feng turned around, and with this trace of anger, he sank into Liang De's gray-black martial arts soul.

Mr. Liang separated a core and caught it. As soon as he touched it, he discovered 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 hidden in it, which sounds a bit like the soul memory in his life's revolving door.

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

A dull office with low floor height, a semi-enclosed cubicle housing tired social animals who lacked sleep. Everywhere you look, there are wrinkled shirts and greasy black hair. The smell of instant coffee and pancakes is mixed together. Computers The sound of turning on the computer comes and goes.

Some people who had just arrived stood in line in front of the wall-mounted screen, checked in with their faces one by one, and then shuffled away.

At this moment, he transformed into a tall and thin man holding his stomach with his hands. He endured the abdominal discomfort and rushed into the men's bathroom quickly.

The wild spray was about to break out. He staggered and pushed open the compartment door. His job number and stay time were immediately displayed on the LED screen outside the door.

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.

"Nima, 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.