Wen Wen only panicked for a short while, then calmed down and looked at this place with a solemn expression.

He neither lost the awe he deserved nor did he make stupid moves out of arrogance. He showed his qualities as an excellent demon hunter, making Gong Baoding secretly nod.

"Looking at his appearance, he must have been frightened. Also, it hasn't been long since he became a superpower. It's normal for him to have never seen the world..."

"If he is also a person from the shelter, he should have seen that person's aura and not be frightened..."

"So, is he a person from the asylum..."

Gong Baoding's judgment on Wen Wen was a little vague.

Thinking about it carefully, he had never seen Wen Wen wearing the clothes of a shelter, nor had he seen Wen Wen use the chain. Everything was based on the fact that the monsters in the shelter were somewhat similar to the monsters Wen Wen had dealt with.

Next, the two of them investigated the crime scene. The Hunter Association has its own process for investigating abnormal energy.

You can obtain as much information as possible while ensuring safety.

In this way, Wen Wen, under the leadership of the veteran Gong Baoding, surveyed his own energy residue, and at the same time learned how to use soy sauce properly while working.

…

In an old rental house, some fat men were typing on the keyboard rapidly.

He is an online writer, his name is Sun Wei, and his pen name is Sleepless and Silent.

At present, he still owes updates, so he is working very hard.

Although this job does not allow him to make a lot of money, it can support himself, so he is satisfied.

After racking his brains to type out the content that should be updated today, he opened the novel website and started reading the comments above.

After finishing coding every day, reading the comments from readers is the most fulfilling thing for him.

Suddenly, a comment that had seven or eight replies just after it was posted came into his eyes.

"When did the comment section of my book become so lively? It would be great if it could continue to be so lively."

He clicked to read it, but before he finished reading it, he felt a little overwhelmed and almost smashed the keyboard in anger.

This turned out to be a comment from a pirated reader. It was okay to read pirated copies. Anyway, more than 90% of readers read pirated copies. There was nothing he could do about it.

But the content of this reader's comments really made him unbearable.

"Why do you, the author, write such rubbish and have the nerve to charge for it? I just want to stimulate you so that you can gain some face. Let's all watch the pirated version. It's free anyway."

Sun Wei was so angry that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. You even saw the paid chapters of the rubbish he wrote. How could you have the nerve to say this?

This person's words were also resisted by genuine readers, which is why there were so many replies.

Although he knew that as long as he deleted this person's comments and banned him, the matter would be over. Since he was writing a novel, he must be prepared to be criticized, but Sun Wei did not want to endure such comments.

He picked up the keyboard as if he were holding a sword, his fingers flying on the sword, and his hands felt like they had been touched by chili oil, uttering choking curse words.

For Sun Wei, swearing does not require skills, only sufficient hand speed. As long as you type faster than the other person, you will win.

Fortunately, Sun Wei has really fast hands.

This scolding battle was carried out heartily and could be regarded as a catharsis of his emotions.

Since writing the novel, he has been a little frustrated. Piracy of music, videos, movies, and other content has been curbed. Why can't only piracy of online articles be solved or even slightly suppressed?

Among all his readers, perhaps only one percent or even less are paying to read.

There may be many reasons. The cost of piracy is low, control is difficult, search engines are unwilling to regulate, advertisers are willing to advertise on pirated websites, genuine reading is too expensive, etc. If you want to find reasons, there are countless reasons.

But reasons are just reasons after all.

All of these form a huge, blood-sucking interest chain. Everyone in this interest chain, including the vast majority of readers, is happy.

Only the original author and a small number of genuine readers are complaining.

However, they are gentle and can't change anything.

In such a situation, Sun Wei really couldn't bear it if pirated readers came to ridicule him again.

This quarrel was not a moment of enthusiasm, but an outburst that had been suppressed for a long time.

After scolding him, Sun Wei felt refreshed, as if he had been in a sauna all day. He ordered the ban and block package for the other party with a smile, and then went to wash up.

Leave it alone overnight and then delete it tomorrow morning. It will be a pleasure.

For Sun Wei, this is enough happiness.

Since he started trying to write articles, he hasn't had any extra entertainment for a long time.

In his sleep, Sun Wei felt something strange. He stood up, walked to the computer, and then...he got in!

In the computer, Sun Wei was flying among the green data flow, feeling very comfortable.

Sun Wei was not surprised by this. This was in a dream. Since it was a dream, anything could happen.

When he stopped, he saw the reader who was furious because he was banned, and felt happy in his heart.

As he watched, Sun Wei had evil thoughts in his heart: "Since it's a dream, then it doesn't matter what I do."

Sun Wei picked up a kitchen knife from the kitchen, walked carefully behind the man, pierced the man's back with the knife, then picked up the bench and hit the man's head wildly.

After just a few blows, the man stopped moving, but Sun Wei was still beating, as if he was venting something. When he stopped, the man was no longer human.

Shaking his slightly sore hands, Sun Wei lay back on the bed and said with a smile: "This dream is so real..."

He shook his head. If he hadn't dreamed, he really didn't know that he could be so crazy.

"But if it weren't for Meng, I probably wouldn't be able to beat this guy. He's tall and strong, and I'm just a fat guy..."

Then, he lay on the ground and fell asleep again.

…

Yesterday, I investigated the trap I dug until midnight.

Early this morning, Wen Wen came to the Hunter Association early and even bought breakfast and bananas for Ding Mingguang.

The banana is for the monkey, and I don’t know if it can eat it.

Ding Mingguang promised that Yan Biqing's whereabouts would be captured today, so Wen Wen came.

In pursuit of Yan Biqing, Ding Mingguang seemed to be even more anxious than Wen Wen. After obtaining a computer, he kept guarding it and continued to track down clues.

When Wen Wen arrived, everyone from the Hunter Association was surrounding Ding Mingguang, waiting for Ding Mingguang's clues.

Wen Wen jumped lightly, landed on a chair and sat down. The whole process did not make a sound. He was afraid of disturbing Ding Mingguang's state.

After waiting for almost an hour, Ding Mingguang suddenly opened his eyes.
Chapter completed!