Starting from the folklore forum, making up town objects

Chapter 143: The God of the Turbid World

Chapter 143: The God of the Turbid World (1500 monthly tickets plus more)

In the following time, Fan Yaohui asked a lot of questions, most of which were the same questions that Zong Peng had asked before.

But there were also some that Yun Longtian answered for the first time and felt confused.

"Zhuye Stone Town first appeared on June 6 this year. Did you have any special feelings in the few days before this day?"

"Special feeling?"

Yun Longtian was confused and didn't understand what Fan Yaohui meant by the special feeling.

"Well... such as feeling groggy, feeling like someone is always watching you, or having exceptionally good luck, etc., including but not limited to this."

Looking at Fan Yaohui, Yun Longtian tried hard to recall.

But after all, four months had passed. He couldn't even remember what he had eaten at home a week ago. Four months ago...

Yun Longtian said, "I don't remember, and I don't have any memory points... If possible, can you give me a mobile phone with Internet access?"

"What are you going to do?"

Fan Yaohui gestured to the person next to him and asked curiously.

"Because I have been writing a novel, I want to see what I wrote on June 6. With a memory point, I may be able to recall it."

Fan Yaohui nodded.

"It's a good idea, and thank you for your cooperation."

"You're welcome."

Yun Longtian cooperated, on the one hand because of his legs, and on the other hand he also wanted to figure out what was happening to him.

Soon, a mobile phone was placed in front of Yun Longtian.

After Yun Longtian read the chapters posted in those days, some vague memories began to emerge.

"I remember ordering a rather expensive takeaway that day. Oh... it was because I had a very clear idea of what I was writing that day, and I was very satisfied with the chapters I wrote, so I ordered a rather expensive takeaway. Later, my few readers all said that those chapters were well written."

Fan Yaohui nodded.

"That counts, are there any others?"

Yun Longtian continued to recall, and when he couldn't remember anything, he opened the "Night Talk Folklore Forum" again to check his browsing history.

After searching for a long time, he finally found some posts that he had read and replied to around June 6.

Based on these posts, he also remembered something.

"On June 6, I pressed the nib of one of my fountain pens too hard and it broke. Does this count?"

"Calculate!"

After hearing this answer, Yun Longtian knew what he should say.

He told Fan Yaohui everything he could remember, even the most trivial things.

When the questioning was over, Yun Longtian had no idea what the meaning of his answers were.

"Minister Fan, can you confirm what happened to me?"

Fan Yaohui shook his head.

"Not for now, but what happened to you is indeed very important. If possible, I hope you will think twice before writing a novel or commenting on a forum in the future."

"Minister Fan, what do you mean?"

Fan Yaohui rarely put away his smile.

"Although your ability is random, once it appears, it will still cause some impact..."

Fan Yaohui told Yun Longtian about the mourning caning incident that caused the deaths of more than a dozen people. Yun Longtian was stunned after hearing it.

Looking at Yun Longtian like this, Fan Yaohui continued:

"We won't stop you from continuing to post and write books, but if possible, try not to write things that have too many negative effects, such as the mourning stick, which can save people or hurt people."

Yun Longtian recovered and said:

"Why don't you forbid me to do this? When I wrote some things, I didn't know the possible consequences. Take the mourning stick for example. I only knew that it could attract souls, but I didn't know it could also harm people." Fan Yaohui shook his head.

"I said it at the beginning, Da Xia's current situation is not good."

"Although your ability will cause some disturbances, it is generally good. After we understand your situation, we will also need to use your ability to do something for Daxia."

"To be honest, we have never encountered someone with your abilities, but we can imagine that if you can control your abilities, it will be beneficial to us. Many research topics that have been stuck for us will be solved by finding new ways because of your abilities."

"So, we don't mind you using, mastering, and controlling your abilities."

“Because we need it badly.”

Looking at Fan Yaohui's serious expression, Yun Longtian opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

He is just an ordinary person who couldn't be more ordinary, and he is only twenty-five years old.

But Fan Yaohui's words seemed to tell him that he was very important now, so important that many people's lives were affected by him, and it seemed that the entire Daxia would be in trouble without him.

Such sudden pressure made him feel a little overwhelmed.

Fan Yaohui seemed to see Yun Longtian's mood and immediately smiled again.

"Long Tian, the reason you are worried now is that you don't understand enough about what the Public Opinion Bureau does. Once you stay in the Bureau for a while and fully understand some things and have a basic understanding, you should be much better."

"Don't feel pressured. Even without you, the Public Opinion Bureau has stood for decades in Daxia. With you, it's just an extra layer of insurance."

"Daxia will not rely on one or two people. Human resources are limited. The reason why the Public Opinion Bureau has been able to shoulder its responsibilities for so long and continue to grow is because there are all kinds of talents in the Public Opinion Bureau. With these people, we can form a defense shield that can protect Daxia."

After Fan Yaohui finished speaking, he had Yun Longtian pushed away.

After a long time, he walked out of the room, got on the elevator, and pressed the button for the negative eighteenth floor.

There is only one room on the negative 18th floor, which is where the director of the research department is located.

As soon as he entered, he saw the middle-aged man standing in front of the wall with a huge scroll hanging on it.

The scroll depicts something like a map, made up of pieces put together like a puzzle.

"coming."

The middle-aged man said with his hands behind his back without turning around.

"Well, I've already asked about Yun Longtian."

"How about it."

Fan Yaohui thought for a moment and replied, "From my observation, when he was talking, the aura emitted from his body was white. Only after he heard me say that his stuff killed many people did the aura turn yellow."

"So what he said is true."

"should be no problem……"

After Fan Yaohui finished speaking, his face showed nervousness, excitement, and fear.

If Yun Longtian saw Fan Yaohui like this, the image of Fan Yaohui that he had just constructed in his mind would definitely plummet.

"Minister, do you think...it could be them?"

"Whether it is true or not, we can only guess. How could we spy on them?"

Upon hearing this, Fan Yaohui sighed.

"Yeah, how could they be seen by us?"

Immediately afterwards, Fan Yaohui heard the middle-aged man’s next words.

“However, if it was them, then the one who chose Yun Longtian should be a Turbid God who has never appeared before.”

"This person's interests and abilities are quite interesting."

……