Fire! Fire! Fire!…

The asteroid revolves around the huge planet of life, and its interior is hollowed out to build a magnificent palace.

The fat man turned over from the specially customized super-large virtual creature cabin, with a loud voice and a long time.

A serious and old housekeeper walked over with a group of charming maids in panic, "Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

The fat man looked around and looked around. He looked at Shenfei, and felt a sense of confidence and pride that he had never seen before. "I have received guidance from a supreme power of the interstellar world and have become an interstellar monk! Now this senior wants to preach the interstellar world. Because he has been invisible for a long time, he can only answer various questions in the myth forum from scratch to accumulate popularity. I am so sorry for the senior's noble identity. To express my gratitude, I want to make him popular and let more people see the supreme path he taught!"

His tone was so intense that he was taking stimulant.

Seeing that he was saying so exaggeratedly, the old housekeeper was shocked and knew that although this young master had always been scolded as a waste in his family because he did not have the talent for cultivation, he was smart and young, and he relied on his own mind to make a huge fortune and owned a life planet.

Now he has become an interstellar monk and will have a bright future in the family.

If you continue to grow up, it is very likely to become the first heir of the patriarch!

Which cultivation power has such great power to turn decay into magic!

"Hurry up, click on the myth forum!" The fat man urged from the side. His body, which had always been fat, was too lazy to move, but now he rushed over like lightning, which scared people.

He clicked on the Myth Forum, followed the account "Hongjun" and looked through the records.

The old butler came over to take a look and was shocked.

The account "Hongjun" has only been registered for three days, and the answer records have reached thousands of questions, and almost all of them have been answered correctly. There are a lot of gratitude messages under the account.

"Thank you very much! I decided to choose the gene evolution route that combines wind and thunder. Thank you for your guidance."

"This answer is perfect! I am very satisfied. The star coins have arrived, please add a friend!"

"The master answered the confusion I hadn't solved for a long time, thank you!"

...

"This question is right!"

"This question is right!"

"All right, how is this possible?"

...

The old butler and others were very surprised to see the questions Hongjun answered.

The answers were imaginative and the accuracy was even more terrifyingly high. I scanned it and saw no mistakes.

This is incredible.

The Myth Forum is the largest interstellar communication platform. The paid Q&A questions on it are very professional, involving various essences of practice, which cannot be answered by ordinary people, not to mention that so many questions were answered in just three days.

The fat man looked as if he was taken for granted, and he was Hongjun Daozu, the founder of the Myth Gene Society.

Big Boss! Big Boss!

"Hurry, from now on, publish all the ids of Master Hongjun and the answers answered by these questions, and keep advertising. I want to let people from all over the starry sky see the wonderful methods of Hongjun Daozu!" The fat man raised his voice and said.

"Is such a large advertising investment a little too expensive?" the old housekeeper hesitated.

"What are you afraid of? I have money!" The fat man said incredibly willfully: "Master Hongjun, if I have become an interstellar monk, I will make him popular all over the interstellar!"

This price is nothing in his heart. The fat man is thinking about the supreme mythological path in the hands of Hongjun Daozu. Of course, this cannot be told to others!

"By the way!" At this time, he did not forget himself, "I also want to advertise. I want everyone to know that I, Zhu Tiangang, have become an interstellar monk! Let those who used to laugh at me as a waste to open their eyes and take a look!"

Fatty was born in the Zhu family, the richest family in the Interstellar Republic of China, and has never been a low-key person.

But he had no talent for cultivation before, so he had nothing to say, so he endured it.

Now that the salted fish has turned over, he will become an interstellar monk in one day, he will no longer be low-key!

Is he the old Zhu the one who suffers a loss but refuses to repay the consequences?

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

The villain takes revenge from morning to night!

The fat man gritted his teeth and wanted to pour out the resentment in his heart.

As the huge number of star coins were spent, the advertisements in the sky flew towards the entire star like snowflakes.

"There is no gene for waste, only waste people. You only see my wealth, but not my sweat. You have your rules, I have my choices, you deny my present, I decide my future. You mock me for being as fat as a pig, not worthy of practicing, I pity you for being short-sighted and short-sighted. You can despise our talents, and we will prove whose era this is, dreams are destined to be lonely, and doubts and ridicule are indispensable on the road, but so what, even if you are covered in bruises, you must live beautifully. One day become an interstellar monk! I am Zhu Tiangang, and I am the spokesperson for waste."

"Do you want to know the secret of myth? Do you want to understand the meaning of life? Do you want to be truly... alive?... Myth Forum, Hongjun preaching!"

...

It's hot!

Feng Lin just stepped down and clicked on the Myth Forum, and there was only one thought in his mind.

A terrifying number is presented to you.

Follow: 1583723

The total number of fans of more than 1.58 million was really expected, and it suddenly emerged from somewhere.

This is……

It's so popular!

Feng Lin wanted to make the id "Hongjun" operation into a mythical big V, but he didn't expect it to be so fast, so it was hard to believe.

If you rely on yourself to accumulate the number of fans, when will you exceed the million fans?

Unexpectedly, the fat man was so powerful. Both his identity and ability were a bit like Feng Lin expected. He seemed to have thought of his identity very high before, and it seemed that he still underestimated it!

At this time, private messages kept popping up in the account.

"Are you just giving advice to Hongjun Daozu, who is the star internet celebrity Zhu Tiangang? Can you give me some advice? Thank you very much!"

"Are you really a powerful practitioner?"

"Crazy, how can a waste become a genius! How can this be possible to become an interstellar monk in one day?"

...

These private messages have all kinds of words, questioning, worshiping, and slandering...

Feng Lin is not surprised by his favor and disgrace, he doesn't care at all, he only pays attention to one point.

New internet celebrity Zhu Tiangang?

He searched online and soon found results. When he saw Zhu Tiangang saying the words seriously, "I am Zhu Tiangang, I am endorsing the waste," he couldn't help but laughed.

City can play!

This Zhu Tiangang is really not a low-key person!

Feng Lin even saw his overwhelming advertisement, "Do you want to know the mysterious secret? Do you want to understand the meaning of life? Do you want to really... live?... Myth Forum, Hongjun preaching!"

No wonder my fans are so fierce. The advertisement is so crazy. It is simply a big ban on the entire interstellar page!

As expected, if you want to become a big mythical V, hype is the king.

The fans are still rising, leaving more and more messages, and there are a lot of asking questions.

"Big Boss, can you give me some advice on my practice? I have read all the questions you answered before, and I said it very well!"

"Master, I am a gene monk. I don't know what to do next? Can you help me calculate a genetic formula? Even the obesity gene can evolve into primitive genes, and you should be able to do my timbered genes too!"

"Senior, I am a cute girl. I can warm the bed and fold the quilt. As long as you can help me practice, anything can be done!"

...

It's messy, and there are all kinds of remarks.

Feng Lin blocked these harassing accounts one by one, but this is not over yet.

Didi!

The sharp and harsh sound kept ringing, and a lot of private messages came out, and they were available every moment and could not be deleted.

Feng Lin noticed that the increase in fans is getting faster and faster.

One, ten, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand, hundreds, million, million, ten million, billion...

Soon his number of followers exceeded the small target of 100 million, and was still rising rapidly.

Still those three words...

Fire! Fire! Fire!…
Chapter completed!