Under the control of the mythical beast of the Internet, the number of views slowly increased.
In fact, the actual number of viewers was zero.
Netizens clicked on Kemeng's dynamic bar, which contained multiple questions. After answering one question, it automatically jumped to the next question.
This question will randomly change the next question based on the answer of the respondent, in the style of an online questionnaire.
However, the questionnaire survey has a set answer route, and the questions set by Kemeng were not set by him himself, but were secretly manipulated by the network mythical beast.
It uses a huge big data network to extract questions from the network, which are numerous and complex, minimizing duplication and making the answerers unclear.
"Congratulations, you have obtained a password for life, go and give it a try!" A middle-aged man with gloomy eyes stared at the text on the screen, quickly copied the password, and typed it into the password verification box of Kemeng's new video.
"wrong password!"
The middle-aged man with gloomy eyes frowned and took his hands off the keyboard.
After a while, he boarded a Q account that had not been used for a long time and clicked on the Q group "Ocean House".
This group is Kemeng's fan group, and there is a group leader in it. The group leader will occasionally make comments in the group.
No, after clicking on the Q group, there is a group of fans chatting about new videos.
"Who has found the password? What's in it?"
"@group主! Group leader, come out quickly!"
"I figured it out, but I can't tell."
"You know shit!"
There are demons dancing around inside, and no one knows the truth.
The gloomy middle-aged man thought for a while, privately chatted with the group leader as a fan, sent a screenshot of the wrong password in his life, and then asked how to get the real password.
After waiting for ten minutes, the group owner did not reply.
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Ke Meng's Q account has exploded a long time ago. Countless people want to chat with him every day, and pop-ups pop up every day. How can he withstand it?
For the sake of peace and quiet, Kemeng has arranged for a trumpet player to enter the fan group and chat with the fans.
When the fans were discussing how to obtain the correct password, Kemeng also turned into an unknown passerby and discussed with the fans for a few minutes, making some blind guesses.
"No, no, no, hasn't someone already obtained the real password? Why haven't the big guys answered the real answer yet?" Kemen typed.
"I suspect that the answer question is a filter. Otherwise, with so many fans around the world, how come there are only more than 300 correct answers in one hour." Some fans expressed dissatisfaction.
There was also an irritable old man who said: "If the owner of the dog pack doesn't come out, I'm going to send you a razor blade!"
"Someone, bring me my five-speed electric fan!"
"#电fan#电fan#电fan!" Someone handed over three electric fan emoticons in a row.
Kemen wiped his sweat. It was really dangerous to communicate with this group of people.
Speaking of which, Tangyuan’s ID was also mixed in, and Ke Meng immediately opened Tangyuan’s chat window: “Here? Do some business!”
"Woof!" Tangyuan's reply was simple and clear.
As expected of glutinous rice balls... Kemeng didn't understand either. After all, it typed text, not speech.
"Has the Internet cafe deacon been fooled?" Ke Meng turned around and asked.
"No, it's still playing games. I even wonder if it's from Shadow Stream. It doesn't do its job every day."
"Let's just send him an international courier. The USB flash drive contains the video file of Di Ping's crooked smile during the Freedom Dance." Luo Yuan had an idea.
"That makes sense."
"Our goal is clear. We can directly send the file to him, and then other shadow stream members will use online videos to spread hatred."
"How about it?"
Luo Yuan looked at Kemeng. Kemeng thought about it and intuitively felt it was feasible, so he nodded in agreement.
"Then I'll ask someone to change the range of people the password corresponds to."
"How would you summarize the characteristics of the top figures in Shadow Stream?" Kemeng asked.
That coded item can modify the characteristics, but there are too many members of the Shadow Stream, and no one likes to attract new members to chase them across the sea.
Either attract the hatred of the deacon, the elders of Shadow Stream, or the group leader himself.
"It's indeed a bit difficult to pinpoint it accurately. Let's describe it this way. The shadow creature who serves as the administrator of the Shadow Stream House has the right to obtain the real password from the question and answer session."
"Is this reliable?"
"Whatever, let's give it a try first."
After a while, the two plans of sending the letter and changing the password were implemented together.
Changing your password is easy and takes just a few seconds.
Before it was time to send the letter, the technician pulled the video file into a clean USB flash drive and wrote a letter, hoping it would be read by the other party.
However, after discussion, the bureau staff improved the letter method.
A thick small screen object appeared in front of him, and Ke Meng felt the feeling of a special item from the electronic product.
"It can automatically play the video files inside as long as someone sees it." Director Lei said.
Kemeng looked at the small screen, which looked like an MP4.
"This is the MP4 of the past, which has been eliminated by the times. Now people use mobile phones." Director Lei explained.
This small MP4 suddenly became sophisticated at a certain time and had the function of playing the video files inside.
Back then, a male host was at home and suddenly heard a strange noise. When he opened the cabinet, his expression changed drastically.
The ancient MP4 player was playing some unhealthy music. He was startled and thought it was haunted. He hurriedly dealt with it, only to be seen by passers-by in the garbage dump.
In short, the experience of this MP4 was magical. It passed through the hands of many people before it was transferred to the hands of the Bureau of Investigation.
This is a level six thing that is not powerful enough. No one would think of it normally, but it comes in handy now.
Di Ping took the MP4 and in an unoccupied secret room, checked that the video file inside was empty, then transferred the Dragon King video file to the MP4 and put it into an international envelope.
In this way, the MP4 will not play the video as long as no one opens it to watch it.
"It's installed, the things are inside." Di Ping handed the things to Director Lei.
Ke Meng looked at Director Lei curiously: "According to normal procedures, international express delivery will take a few days at the earliest."
"The normal process is like this, but we have internal channels, so it's different." Director Lei smiled, took out his phone and checked the time.
Ke Meng looked at the phone. Is there any secret in it?
"I just made an appointment with Toad Express to come to our bureau in about five minutes." Director Lei said with a smile.
Kemeng suddenly felt that the air became cool, as if something slippery was about to emerge from the floor.
Three seconds later, everyone's spiritual perception also got a warning, and they all stepped back to make room for free space.
"Here we come." After Director Lei finished speaking, the floor suddenly melted into swamp liquid.
A large green-black toad emerged from the floor.
One meter tall, with a fat belly, a big toad head, and extremely wide toad palms, with layers of ripples under his feet.
Seeing the big toad again reminded Kemeng of the last time he saw the toad field. The deep phlegm left a deep impression on him.
"Quack!" The big toad looked around and saw many familiar people.
