In the bar warehouse, electronic music with weird melodies is still playing.
But the voices of everyone at the bar stopped, their eyes were looking at Lei Yue, and they fell into silence.
"Oh, an angel just flew by."
Lackey said jokingly, breaking the sudden silence, and wanted to get the DV player back from Sister Hua, and encouraged: "Tell him, tell him, I want to take a shot of Lei Zi vomiting."
"Tell him." Sister Hua also said, her eyes burning like fire, "I'll just see how capable he is. If he spits it out, it won't work."
Lei Yue looked at Ginny and Mohawk, "I'm really fine."
"Alien resonance is just the beginning."
It was Mohawk who spoke again, "The strength level of the alien body needs to be improved by yourself."
"This is a road that everyone wants to explore to the end, but no one knows where the end is."
Suddenly, the tall and strong figure of Mohawk appeared on the TV screens again, with the same look and voice:
"I can control these screens, but I can't control the screens in the city, the network in the world, I don't have that ability yet.
"However, as long as I improve myself enough, I will definitely be able to do it and do more. I just haven't been able to get to that point yet."
Lei Yue cheered up and listened carefully.
Control the entire network?
It sounds like the abilities of "Momo Challenge" can really be developed to quite terrifying levels.
"Increasing the level of the alien body is equivalent to increasing the alien strength of the alien body."
Mohawk took a small tea spoon, stirred the tea with sugar in the teapot, and continued:
"No matter what method is used, the core is that aliens make themselves more heterogeneous. This is called the 'proliferation theory'."
Lei Yue suddenly had an idea and couldn't help frowning, "It's like, cancer cells..."
"Yes, that's it."
Mohawk poured himself a cup of sweet tea and took a sip, but it tasted so bad that he almost spit it out. He swallowed the tea and said:
"There are many ways to achieve proliferation. You can be alone and understand, experience, digest and master your own urban legends. This can all lead to proliferation.
“However, the effects of those methods are very average.
"As early as decades ago, those predecessors and scientists' research on alien urban legends showed that spreading is the best way to multiply."
"Spread?" Lei Yue murmured, thoughtfully.
Only now did he sit down on a high stool at the bar and express his understanding:
"If an urban legend wants to develop and grow, it needs more people to know it, more people to tell it, and more people to spread it..."
Mohawk took a deep look at Lei Yue, and the tea he swallowed seemed less bitter, "You have some understanding."
"Haha." Lackey and Ginny were even more excited and looked at Sister Hua who was thinking about it as if demonstrating.
Not only was this newcomer not confused, but he also understood the essence of it.
“Urban legends will produce heterogeneity, and communication is the main way to produce heterogeneity.
"The more widely circulated and popular an urban legend is, the greater its heterogeneous intensity will be."
Mo Xigan looked at Lei Yue and explained more energetically:
"In human society, celebrities are the ones who get the most attention no matter what happens. Every move, word and deed of a celebrity can be spread by countless people."
Lei Yue's heart jumped suddenly, and he understood more and more, Star.
In ancient times, the protagonists in mythological epics were heroes and stars of that era.
And now, this era also has stars of this era...
"Jack the Ripper", doesn't he look like a special superstar?
Hundreds of years have passed since the birth of this urban legend, and the celebrities in the entertainment industry at that time have long been forgotten.
However, this brutal and mysterious serial killer continues to spread, spread, spread.
"In addition, when aliens participate in some extraordinary activities, they are destined to be noticed like celebrities. If you are destined, you will be like that in the future." Mohawk added.
"Hey wait!" Ginny suddenly remembered something, rummaged through her small bag and took out a well-packaged gold leather card holder.
She grandly opened the card package and showed some cards inside that were covered in transparent plastic sleeves, "Take a look."
Lei Yue cast his gaze and saw that every card in the card pack was in the style of a mutant card, with portrait graffiti on the face and corresponding urban legends marked underneath.
Ginny flipped through the pages very quickly, and he was a little dizzy, one after another, aliens, ghost cards, ghost cards, draws...
"Some of the cards have my own signature on them." Ginny said with a smile, giving him a wink, "I've even fucked some of them."
【Walking Sam】
【Nendoroid (Golem)】
【Ghost Boy】
"Look at this one." She stretched out her finger and clicked one of the cards with emotion, "Ghost boy, you don't know how popular he is, my God!"
Before Lei Yue could see it clearly, Ginny turned over it again. The next card made him startled. It was a somewhat familiar figure.
On an ace card, the portrait graffiti is of a huge man with bulging muscles, his hands doing the biceps curling action in a bodybuilding competition:
【Muscle synthetic oil (Synthol)】
"Wait a minute, this big guy..." Lei Yue couldn't help but stop.
"This?" Ginny looked at it, "Oh, this guy resonates with a gym urban legend:
"Some muscular men have bulging muscles all over their bodies due to the injection of synthetic oil. In order to pursue the ultimate muscles and gain huge strength, they continue to inject synthetic oil into their bodies."
She smiled, "This big guy once pursued me fanatically, but..."
She spread her hands and said, "He is from the Special Investigation Bureau. There will be no good results between me and him."
"..." Lei Yue was speechless. Is Ginny talking nonsense? That big guy?
He looked at Sister Hua for confirmation, but Sister Hua was looking at the DV player again, becoming more and more absorbed in watching it, thinking about something, and didn't care about what others were talking about.
"Synthetic Oil is a good man." Ginny lamented, "It's just that I'm not good enough for him. I'm a bad woman. But he will find true love. After all, he also has many female fans."
"Tch!" Lackey shouted disdainfully, "Laki's tip: Moderate fitness attracts the opposite sex, and excessive fitness attracts the same sex.
"Women don't like muscles that look like tumors. He has female fans who are nothing like Lao Mo."
Lei Yue listened and immediately looked at Mohawk. Mohawk was also tall, but he was indeed much more moderate...
"Hehe." Lackey noticed his sizing up the mohawk and said solemnly:
"Everyone says that new people always have a good time, and people like new people, whether it's a new actress or a new alien.
"But, Lei Zi, our Lao Mo really became famous after a while and became the star of hope in our neighborhood, but..."
Speaking of this, Lackey shook his head and his voice immediately became lower:
“I refuse to sign a contract with a big company, and I refuse to accept recruitment from any organization. I insist on staying in that pimple.
"Then, it only takes a few jail sentences and a few rumors to destroy a rising star.
"Who would believe that a street dog born in the slums, a trickster with the ability to deceive, could be a good person?
"Old Mo is dying, and Ayasha has no interest in becoming a star. We have to rely on you, Lei Zi."
"Shut up, Lackey." Mohawk said solemnly, "Just mind yourself."
Lei Yue focused his eyes and felt for the first time that the rock nails on Mohawk's coat seemed to be piercing others, but they were also piercing himself...
"I'm not lying, Ginny, put it on the air." Lucky yelled, "Look for the tape on Old Mo's glorious days."
"No, don't broadcast it," Mohawk said, "I don't want to see it."
Mohawk's voice was decisive and there was no room for negotiation. Ginny pouted and didn't bother to fix it. If Mohawk didn't agree to broadcast, they couldn't fix the electrical appliances here.
"Okay, let's play this shotgun man." Lackey picked up the remote control and pressed it a few times.
Shotgun man? Lei Yue's eyes suddenly widened.
I saw those TV screens, and soon they were playing some old and low-pixel images:
"Shotgun man!" Lackey whistled loudly several times and shouted:
"Some stars will become superstars if they die young. This guy is like that. He was once a legend, and then he became extinct, but now, he is the most dazzling one!"
Lei Yue watched silently, it was a collection of short clips.
In the video, of a talk show interview show, the host of a middle-aged man in a suit shouted loudly: "Next, I invite you - Shotgun Man!"
The audience cheered loudly, and a young and handsome man walked onto the stage, wearing black clothes and a black hat, waving to the audience.
In another clip, the shotgun man is holding the shotgun and running quickly on the deserted and silent city streets under the night rain.
"This is a live broadcast of the 'game'." Lackey said, "The game of life and death."
"Let's see how the shotgun man will respond?" The narrator's nervous voice came from the video, "Can the shotgun man see that the block ahead has further mutated, and it is very dangerous there!"
Lei Yue really couldn't see it anymore, his head was a little buzzing and dizzy, games, game live broadcasts...
Suddenly, the TV screen changed into another clip. The shotgun man in it was a few years older and his face looked mature.
The man stood in a brightly lit and high-end decorated conference room, surrounded by groups of reporters, as if he was conducting a press conference.
The shotgun man looked directly at the camera, with a very handsome, confident, and majestic smile on his face:
"I'll take care of it," said the shotgun man. "Jack the Ripper, no matter who you are or where you are, I declare war on you now! I will catch you."
Suddenly, the reporters clicked their cameras frantically, and the flashes lit up in patches of light, capturing this historic moment of the Shotgun Man.
Lei Yue frowned, and suddenly he saw the video playing quickly, showing the black headlines on the front pages of different newspapers:
[The shotgun was used to capture Jack the Ripper and accidentally injured several people]
[Does Jack the Ripper exist? People agree that he is just the imaginary enemy of the Shotgun Man]
[Fall of the King of Heaven: No public appearance in three years! Goodbye, Shotgun Man]
[Is the shotgun man crazy?]
Click, suddenly, the entire TV screen turned into a screen of snowflakes.
The mohawk gave Ginny and Lackey an "enough" look.
"Hoo, ho..." Lei Yue breathed deeply, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his heart was beating fast.
In the garbage dump on a rainy night, the disemboweled body of a man, the face that looked like a close-up in a black and white movie, and the small pocket book filled with scrawled handwriting all flashed past my eyes...
Shotgun Man was once a alien star, a superstar...
He suddenly remembered what Lackey said about the game in "Eastern State Nights" "It is not a hidden secret, but a highly anticipated event, with media coverage, live TV broadcast, and countless audiences."
Just, just...
It's not that he didn't understand the information they showed, it's just that he felt like he was watching a movie, a fictional story they jointly constructed, but every detail was done very well.
"Why have I never seen these alien celebrities? I've never heard of them."
Lei Yue looked at the faces of several people at the bar with different expressions and asked blankly:
"And these programs, these newspapers, all of these, it's like you are talking about things from another world..."