The temporary chat room was still refreshing, and the cosmic creatures were all very curious about the various cultures in the chat records. They urged each other to find more information about the creatures that could connect with Blue Star, as they also wanted to broaden their horizons. However, some creatures began to get restless.

After a while, a creature really showed that it had some connections, and had roughly figured out the structure of the official office of Blue Star, and copied some of the employment answers of the official novelists of Blue Star.

“Who can translate this?”

"The key word for Blue Star's job assessment is to describe 'fear' using your research direction."

"It's fear again. How else can I write about it? I really can't think of anything."

"The name of this respondent is Ming Xing?"

The title of Ming Xing's short story was "The Gourd Fairy".

The story tells about a group of college students who went to the countryside for their summer vacation. To their great disappointment, they found only withered fields, narrow wooden houses, and a group of residents who smelled like old people. But the money had been paid in advance, so the college students had to stay here for a few days. Fortunately, the air in the countryside was relatively clean, so they played a game of courage at night, and each of them shared a strange story they had seen.

At this time, the old man who was awakened came out and listened for a while, and told a local strange story. It is said that there is a gourd fairy here, who likes to use paint on the shell to pretend to be a human. But once the gourd fairy was laughed at by a child, saying that he did not look like a human at all, and everyone was just fooling it. The gourd fairy was furious and swallowed the child. The child desperately begged for mercy, and the gourd fairy made a request that if he could find a human as a substitute, the gourd fairy would let the child go.

Therefore, if anyone sees a small gourd here, it means that the gourd fairy who swallowed a child has been watching, and it is necessary to resolve the child's resentment in time and make the child willingly stay in the gourd. Otherwise, the gourd fairy will come to claim his life after seven days.

The old man was talking with saliva flying everywhere, and the college students reacted coldly after listening, saying that it was time to go to bed. However, one of the female college students had an ugly expression. While the roommates were asleep, she took her friend's hand and quietly went to the other side of the room. She opened her schoolbag and found a small gourd with heavy makeup inside. It was painted with distorted human makeup, as if a face was flattened and pasted on.

The female college student said anxiously that she bought it thinking it was a local specialty.

My companion quickly asked where I bought it.

The female college student said that the curse was placed behind a glass counter in the convenience store run by the villagers. Now she thinks that these hateful villagers wanted to transfer the curse to her.

The companion said that the story was just a story and told the female college student not to pay attention to it.

But the next day, the female college student was even weaker and had nightmares. She even saw the shadow of the gourd. She and her companions came up with many solutions, but nothing worked. The store was closed, which made people more suspicious. Until the evening, the female college student suddenly became energetic and said she had found a solution.

Just as his companion was about to ask what the solution was, they heard a commotion coming from the men's dormitory next door - a small gourd dripping with blood was hanging on the beam in their room!

The female college student said that this was a folk remedy she had asked about to transfer the curse. Unexpectedly, at this moment another roommate also screamed, and she found a second bright gourd in her schoolbag.

After finding gourds one after another, the college students put aside their past grudges and decided to work together to break the curse. They sat together and thought that there was something wrong with the villagers here. The key to breaking the curse was to make the children not resentful, but what if the children died for other reasons? They hid in the dark and sneaked out of the house to look for clues in the dilapidated wooden house nearby.

The college students really found something wrong. More than a decade ago, there was a famine in the village and many bloody incidents occurred. According to legend, the child was eaten by the gourd fairy and therefore held a grudge, but in reality, what exactly ate him? Isn't the gourd also a container for food in ancient times?

The college students followed the clues and found the mass grave from more than a decade ago, and dug up the remains of the children. They exposed the past crimes in front of the villagers and burned down the house to implement delayed justice. The sun rose on the seventh day, and everyone was alive and well, and the curse was broken.

After returning to the city with ease, the female college student called her friend. After a not-so-pleasant journey, she thought a boy she was traveling with was quite handsome, so she asked her friend what he thought. At this time, there was a knock on the door. The female college student asked her friend's opinion while speaking on speakerphone, but the signal on her friend's side was not good and was intermittent. After a few seconds, she simply hung up. The female college student muttered something, opened the door, and the human-skin gourd as high as the door frame was turned upside down.

A few days later, a police officer came to the burned village. He had been sorting out the files and found that tourists died of heart attacks every year. He got out of the car and looked around. Suddenly, he kicked something and picked it up. It was a small gourd with a child's smiling face painted on it.

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"I admit that there are many cultures on Blue Planet, so is there no horror warning for this story? I find K-series novels interesting and Gothic novels mysterious, but this one really scared me!"

"What's the meaning of the ending? Why is there a little kid?"

"It should be that the child's resentment has never been resolved. If you pick it up, you can only wait for your life to be taken... This is the only true legend. The things about resolving resentment and death after seven days are all made up. There is no way to solve it. There are no rules, no logic... I would despair if I put myself in his shoes."

"It was so uncomfortable to watch. I felt that no one was innocent. The female college student wanted to transfer the curse to the male dormitory, and the male dormitory secretly stuffed the gourd into the backpack of the female dormitory. There were also villagers who had committed crimes during the famine and now deliberately let people buy the gourd. The children were pitiful, but also scary. Even when I saw the college students setting fire to the house, I didn't feel relieved. Instead, I felt that the college students were hypocritical and the firelight illuminated the gloomy evil of mankind..."

"I felt really bad after watching it. All the problems that arose were not solved. The curse, the eating of children, the tragedy, everything is still going on. I felt a sense of helplessness and frustration..."

"Have you read the self-analysis at the end of the answer sheet?"

"I've read it! It turns out that this kind of literature is closely related to the economic depression, war, and religion of the society at that time. Society overly suppressed the development of human nature, and even literature went in another direction, expressing pressure by describing the rigid evil of human nature, fighting for freedom by decadence, and seeking liberation by negativity. After reaching a dead end and confirming that there is no way to escape, the body remains at the end of the path, and the soul finally ascends to heaven."

"What the hell is this!"

This answer sheet from Ming Xing was also presented to the desks of various races. After much analysis, many creatures finally had no choice but to admit that this was also a different literary genre!

"Gothic literature, Japanese literature..."

"Two types of Blue Star's past literature have already appeared, plus the modern online literature on Blue Star that we have collected, it is equally colorful. Are there any other answers that have been leaked?"

The creatures stared at the makeshift chat room, unable to tell whether they wanted to see the new culture or not.

As a result, the author himself spoke out directly.

- Ming Xing: Reading someone's job application form over and over again... is as rude as revealing the real murderer in a detective novel at the door...

-? It's really Ming Xing! He actually chatted using his real name?

-Front row photo

-I think my research style is very compatible with yours. Can you give me a private chat method?

- Ming Xing: It’s not enough to punish them in public, but they also don’t spare their private spaces?

- Jung: Ming Xing, pay attention to identity

-Ming Xing: OK. In other words, a person's daily communication quota is limited. Some people have more, some have less, and I have been chatting for so long that I already need an empty room to recharge.

- Jung: Ming Xing just doesn't like chatting with outsiders. If you want to discuss our research results, please go through official channels.

-I really need an official channel. I seem to have suddenly understood what kind of literature I like, and I urgently want to communicate.

-Ms. Jung! I really like your work, and I like it even more after reading "White Candles". I also want to be a Gothic lover!

-Ms. Jung, both you and Ming Xing mentioned a term in your answers, World War II. What is it?

- Jung: As you can see, it refers to the Second World War

-It was a war? So it was a war of extinction?

- Jung: No, it was just humans persecuting humans, and the war only took place on one planet. There were a lot of wars within visual range.

- That kind of scale is called a war...

-There were so many unexpected things during the isolated planet period. Maybe because of the war, the literature of that period was all about fear.

- Jung: There is also literature of fear that is as warm as a candle flame

The cosmic creatures watching were all stunned. How could the term "fear" be explained in a new way? They really couldn't figure it out this time, and they deeply felt the difference between the breadth of an individual's thoughts and the crystallization of a civilization.

Jung took out Fu Ling's answer sheet. Her answer sheet was somewhat different from the previous two. At first glance, it looked sparse, with only a few lines of text.

"In order not to make people afraid of their own size

The Universe's Way of Showing Love

It is like a little flower blooming in front of your lover."

A little cute?

Is this the end? Did this Fu Ling get the job through the backdoor?

The back of the answer sheet is filled with reading comprehension questions, which are more crowded than other people’s answer sheets. I guess I made up for it here.

Regardless of how Fu Ling answered, the creatures were attracted by the questions above. They were all short poems composed of sentences of varying lengths, like jumping stairs. In just a few sentences, the most basic plot elements of the novel could not be seen, but it felt like a breeze blowing in your face.

“I don’t understand…”

“Don’t these stories have a clear protagonist?”

"I only understood Fu Ling's poem, the love story between the cosmic personification and human beings? That's too exaggerated!"

Most of the cosmic creatures were puzzled at first. Even with translation, they could hardly resonate with these short sentences, and could not see the connotation of these sentences at all. Why did the Blue Planet pursue this literary genre called "poetry" in the past?

The cosmic web is popular, and most creatures have a reading comprehension level of only 2, which means they can understand the most basic storyline. Their brains are not enough for anything more advanced.

They can only look at each other, waiting for those creatures who always claim to be advanced civilizations to speak. They have a longer history and richer heritage, so they should be able to understand.

A small number of creatures with good literary literacy did understand it and were even more shocked: "This is not a genre of fiction. At that time, the Blue Star... had already derived a new literary genre! It was this poem!"

"It's wrong to describe it as derivative," the alien said solemnly, "Look at the answer to this floating spirit's reading. Poetry is the oldest literary genre. It is the external eye of human beings to describe the world..."

Fu Ling replied that in her research direction, poetry is not confined to a specific plot, but transcends the story, is based on nature and emotion, and expresses the essence of the world observed by the author in an abstract way.

"But this is of no use to mental strength. I've read it so many times and don't feel any change..." a young alien whispered.

"You really should go back and take new lessons!" The leading creature was furious. "This is no longer a matter of mental strength. The emergence of poetry means that the literary aesthetics of the Blue Star people has surpassed a new level! You think that there is no story in it and you can't understand it, but it requires rich associative ability to understand the author's emotions. It is highly condensed and also imaginative. In other words, it means that the public aesthetics of the Blue Star has moved from understanding the concrete to understanding the abstract. The overall reading ability of the Blue Star people may be higher than level 3... What kind of background can achieve this?"

Another creature who had been silent for a long time said, "The most terrifying thing is that in Fu Ling's answer sheet, there is such a description. Poetry is divided into many schools due to historical reasons. She likes nature, so she chose poems with purer emotions. But she also studies poems from other places, such as cemetery poems, narrative poems, and oriental literature poems. She obeyed the adjustment and hoped to get a chance to join the company..."

All the creatures were silent.

Lan Xing’s poetry is not an appendage to the novel, but a system parallel to the novel.

This once again confirms how rich the culture of Blue Planet was during its period as an isolated planet.

What kind of civilization are they studying?

Thinking of the blue star man who folded a paper airplane on the black market, which was obviously an entertainment item that could fly with the wind, now it seemed like a luxury item that cost a fortune. They all felt a little dizzy, and a sense of powerlessness that their brains were not enough.

On the Chaoping, Xi Yujin had been bragging about being a navy soldier for a while, and when he saw that the chat frequency in the chat room was gradually decreasing, he wondered if he had acted too much.

He did not let his guard down, when suddenly an anonymous passenger said, "I just heard about the deeds of the Blue Stars from other races. I really want to see them with my own eyes!"

Xi Yujin pondered that if he could pretend to be someone else, it would be helpful to deepen the creatures' impression of Blue Star. Under the guidance of the pilot ship, the positions of all the spacecraft were fixed. If no creature had seen other Blue Star people appear, it might be strange.

So the next step is to put on the vest and go into battle personally.