I don't know if the other party received the automatic reminder, but this salted fish didn't send any more messages.
After Yunmo finished reading her post, she thought about it for a while.
In this day and age, anyone can be famous for 15 minutes, and equally, they can be out of fashion in a week.
Fish only have a memory of seven seconds, and without continuous stimulation, netizens' memory is not much better.
If Yun Mo wants to quickly accumulate fans and thus faith points through the Star Network, she has to keep providing stimulation.
What kind of stimulation is most effective?
She read countless analysis posts and found that satisfying physiological needs was at the bottom, followed by safety needs, and then there was all kinds of bragging.
Isn't there a saying that life is a repetitive process of bragging and watching others brag?
The third thing, Yunmo decided to promote.
Of course, she wasn't bragging herself; she wanted others to brag for her, the kind of bragging that took pride in forwarding her talismans successfully.
It has been quite some time since the last "Lucky 500" card. It's time to create another wave of glory.
Yun Mo thought about it and decided that talismans like peach blossom talismans and change-of-heart talismans, which might go against a person's original wishes, were not suitable for dissemination through this channel.
The more suitable ones now are the wealth-attracting talisman and the Wenchang talisman. Let me send the Wenchang talisman first.
After all, academic success is not only the wish of countless students, but also the wish of parents.
After thinking about it, Yun Mo quickly put away the lunch box and returned to the room.
She sat at the table, carefully drew a Wenchang talisman, took a photo and forwarded it.
Call my dad: "Wenchang Fu 500, wishing you academic success, effective for the first 500 people."
During this period of time, she had been constantly draining and replenishing her spiritual power, and she felt that her realm seemed to have improved.
Although this Wenchang talisman cannot be said to be very high-end, it is not bad compared to the last fortune-bringing talisman.
Yunmo WB now has more than three million fans. From the conversation between the two girls just now, we can feel how much importance students attach to exams.
Sure enough, just five minutes after it was sent out, the number of reposts exceeded one hundred, and in less than half an hour, it exceeded five hundred.
"Wenchang Fu? Great, I'll take over the sofa!"
"Ahhh, don't rush. I'll log in with my son's account first. Leave me one chance!"
"I want one too. I'm calling you sister. Please be slow..."
Besides these people, there are also haters. "You write to me about everything. Do you have brains?"
"Yeah, if everything can be changed by forwarding something, why bother working so hard?!"
"This OP is just not trying to make money, or posting anything that would hurt people, otherwise I would definitely fight her..."
Yun Mo stared at Star Network for a while. The number of reposts was still increasing, but with just her few fans, it was still not enough.
Her soul is still in a damaged state, so faith is particularly important to her.
Speaking of the primordial spirit, according to the Yun family's inheritance, "the nature of nothingness is called the primordial spirit." Only a few people who study metaphysics can form the primordial spirit after opportunity and hard practice.
The power of the primordial spirit is similar to the power of the mind, and it also contains huge energy in the mind. At the same time, the primordial spirit is directly related to the cultivation of virtue. The more virtue you accumulate, the more invisible support, that is, the power of faith, the primordial spirit will absorb.
Roughly speaking, the soul has three levels of 10, divided into early (levels 1-3), middle (levels 4-6) and late (levels 7-10).
No one knows the limit of spiritual power, but at least, the higher the level of the talisman, the more spiritual power is required.
However, it is very difficult to improve the realm of the soul. In addition to consuming faith, it also draws a lot of spiritual power. Some people have practiced hard for decades, but due to their qualifications or opportunities, they may only be at the peak state of level 3.
Yun Mo was not very old at that time, but he had already reached level 4, which was quite amazing.
However, after so many days of exploration, Yun Mo vaguely felt that the relationship between the soul and mental power was very mysterious.
For example, in the past, she needed the assistance of her primordial spirit to draw talismans. Now, she first converts her mental power into spiritual power and then extracts the spiritual power into primordial spirit power to draw talismans. It always feels like she has gone in a huge circle.
She tried to draw the talisman directly with her mental power, but failed. She didn't know what she hadn't figured out.
At this moment, her soul was like a broken net. She had a level 4 foundation but could not exert the strength of a level 1.
It was not very obvious before the team battle, but during this special recruitment, Yun Mo discovered that if she did not have the power of faith, her soul would instead draw her mental power. If too much power was drawn, the consequences of a mental breakdown would be very serious.
No matter how I think about it, I feel that the future is uncertain and my life is in danger.
We must speed up the process of increasing our faith.
Yunmo's eyes searched through the top few big V accounts, watching and wondering if she could take advantage of their popularity...
Qin Mu has been a little uneasy recently. With Yun Mo's advice before, he has been very careful and has not encountered any setbacks. But today, he inadvertently took out the talisman given by Yun Mo, only to find that it had turned black.
It's not the natural black of paper, but the kind of black that is covered with gray-black lines and corroded.
He couldn't tell what his mood was. It seemed that in the afternoon, Director Sun called him and asked him to help transfer an account. It was a routine reimbursement. It was not like they had never helped each other transfer accounts before, but Director Sun's account was a bit big.
Moreover, it was required that the funds be transferred from the hospital to Qin Mu's personal account first, and then transferred from his personal account to another account.
Qin Mu felt something was not right, especially when he went to get the materials and tripped over the threshold. He immediately remembered the talisman that was burning in his pants.
Qin Mu found an excuse to escape, hoping to use delaying tactics and then ask Yun Mo.
"Amu, what's wrong with you? You look absent-minded." Wang Mingtao stopped beside his hovercraft, saw that he didn't move for a long time, honked the horn, and came over to knock on his window.
Qin Mu raised his head and looked at him: "No big deal..."
"Is the young police officer looking for you again?" Wang Mingtao leaned over to his passenger seat and made eyes.
Qin Mu's expression was complicated and he didn't know what to say.
He remembered Yun Mo's warning clearly that Jiang Lei was his romantic calamity, so he kept his distance from this woman.
Who would have known that her house was actually right next door to his parents. Now the enemy had directly penetrated into the house.
"Look at you, you're dying of drought or flood, why doesn't anyone like me? After all, I'm a golden bachelor," Wang Mingtao said sourly.
"Don't mention it anymore," Qin Mu said listlessly.
"Look at you, what happened? Come on, I'll treat you to a meal to relax," said Wang Mingtao.
Qin Mu shook his head. He couldn't figure out anything anyway. After chatting with this buddy for a while, maybe he would stop wondering about it.
Qin Mu left a message for Yun Mo, asking her to reply when she was free.
While he was eating, the phone rang many times. He actually hoped that it was Yunmo calling, but it was Jiang Lei who called several times.
Qin Mu didn't answer. He really didn't feel like chatting with Jiang Lei today.
He didn't seem to have any interest in eating this meal, and Wang Mingtao seemed to see through his mood.
"I said, what's wrong with you?"
Qin Mu sighed, "I said I don't know, do you believe me? I just feel depressed for no reason."
"Are you on your menstrual cycle?" Wang Mingtao laughed, "You don't have this ability either."
"Go to hell," Qin Mu replied, and then continued, "Do you still remember that expert from last time?"
"That fairy? I must remember her," Wang Mingtao said excitedly, "Why? Is she willing to see me?"
"Nothing happened," Qin Mu said with some depression, "She said I was a villain and told me to be careful. Wasn't I scared?"
"Ah? Have you really offended someone?" Wang Mingtao asked.
"I'm not sure," Qin Mu took a sip of wine and didn't continue. What if it was a misunderstanding? If Director Sun heard about it, how would he survive in the future?
They are all colleagues, so Wang Mingtao was smart enough not to ask some questions that might be difficult to ask.
Qin Mu was in a depressed mood and drank a lot of wine. He patted Wang Mingtao's shoulder and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."
"Go ahead." Wang Mingtao waved his hand while scrolling through his circle of friends.
Qin Mu felt a little dizzy. He turned on the faucet to wash his face and heard someone coming from behind.
He thought it was Wang Mingtao who followed him. Just as he was about to turn around, the man called out to him, "Qin Mu?"
"Yes, it's me." Qin Mu responded, but felt that he had never heard this voice before, so he stood up politely and looked back.
Behind him was a man who was half a head taller than him. The alcohol made Qin Mu's eyes blurry. Before he could see clearly, he felt a black shadow hitting him on the head.
Under normal circumstances, Qin Mu could at least dodge it, or avoid being hit directly, but he was a little drunk at the moment, and the other party was bigger than him.
He didn't even have time to raise his hand before he was hit on the ear by the opponent's fist.
His eyes went dark and his ears buzzed, then a foul smell came over him. It seemed that the other party had put the toilet paper frame on his head.
"Fuck..." Qin Mu was really angry.
He endured the dizziness and pain, dodged the second attack, and at the same time hit him hard in the stomach.
As a doctor, you know where it hurts the most.
The man didn't expect him to be able to fight back, so he cursed under his breath and bent down.
"Amu, did you fall in?" Wang Mingtao waited for him for a long time but he didn't come back, wondering if he was drunk.
My stomach just happened to be bloated, so I came over to take a look.
The man heard the noise and ran out, holding his stomach.
Qin Mu's eyes went dark and he slid to the ground, his ears buzzing and a black shadow appeared in front of his eyes.
Fuck... I'll ask that girl later, is this a robbery? Being beaten up in the toilet for no reason, what does this mean? !