Chapter 85 Adaptation

"The spiritual master is that little one.

This sentence is still rooted in the system's storage area.

Thinking back, why did Qu Shu come? The conclusion reached by the system also became clear: [She came simply because she also happened to be a spiritualist.]

There is no particularly complex or special meaning, it is just because Qu Shu is also a spiritual master.

When a farm raises a group of chicks, they will pick out the particularly aggressive or weak ones. This is because they are worried that the other chicks will be bullied to death by the strong ones, or that the weak ones will suddenly develop an infectious disease.

The reason why they were picked out was not because they were special, it was just that the group did not need that overly outstanding chick.

How did Fu Zexun so coincidentally change his idea from artificial spiritualist to artificial spirit? And why was he able to obtain the cooperation of so many rich and powerful people so naturally?

The former is because compared to spiritualists, it is more convenient and faster to create artificial spirits.

After all, the aliens are just slightly extreme emotions. They have all the memories of the original, don't they?

A-level spirits are not very good, and seem too dull. But S-level spirits are very different.

It was like, the physical embodiment of eternal life.

The use of "Alien" as the name of the book seems to be saying that even the author himself believes that aliens are the correct evolutionary path for this world.

There is no need to produce artificial clerics on a large scale.

Spiritual masters have power, and alien spirits have even more.

A spiritual master only lives for one lifetime.

But as long as the spirits are immortal, they will have eternal life.

Occasionally there are spiritualists who want to create their own kind, but that is just a need between individuals, and the group does not need this.

As for why the group still maintains the status quo, it is because they are not yet able to turn humans into spirits on a large scale without affecting the operation of society.

In other words, to manufacture S-class spirits on a large scale.

We need to observe how spiritual masters are cultivated, and observe whether the process of cultivating spiritual masters can be replicated in cultivating spiritual beings.

Then we started experimenting——

Just like what Fu Zexun did.

But once what Fu Zexun did was exposed, he would be hunted down by countless spiritual masters.

This in turn will inevitably slow down all thoughts.

——It is most convenient to start with education.

——Why do you think that ghosts are just the afterimages of humans after death? Why not rebirth after humans die?

This concept has long been instilled into Qu Shu's mind, and in the future, she will certainly educate her students from this perspective.

Just this point alone makes the system feel a chill behind the program.

He Jingtong continued to look down at his phone, found the psychologist's number, and dialed it.

All subsequent communication was normal. He Jingtong even asked the other party on the phone whether it was necessary to meet and observe closely, but the other party said, "No need."

"Ever since I studied psychology, I've always felt that everyone has mental problems, but you are the only one who has always been healthy. You are normal. If you worry too much about being abnormal, you will really become abnormal."

"Is that so?" He Jingtong replied, and then he heard the other side say, "Of course it is so."

In the end, both parties said goodbye. Because it was just an online consultation, He Jingtong found an online banking app and transferred 1,000 yuan.

After the matter was over, He Jingtong washed up, lay down, closed his eyes, and had a dreamless night.

As for Sunday, He Jingtong and the system had new things to deal with.

That is [Comic Adaptation].

[It just happened to be stuck at the killing of Fu Zexun in episode 12. Did they already think of this moment?] Sometimes the system always feels that maybe He Jingtong really exists in the future.

After Fu Zexun's death, the comic update frequency column showed that "Alien" would be suspended for a period of time.

In addition, the backstage of "Alien" also received a notification from the official comic APP, saying that someone was interested in contacting the author "Jing" and trying to adapt the work into a comic.

The update frequency is fast, and the content of each episode is very rich. It is not too little to shoot a comic episode with the content of one episode.

Regarding this message from the background, the system said: [I have also helped to search for the official content and whether the other party is a shell company... The conclusion is that they are a well-known animation company in the circle. The works they have produced in the past are relatively consistent with the original works. The company has upstream and downstream cooperative enterprises, which can guarantee the promotion and production and sales of comic adaptations and peripheral products in the future. ]

[However, before that, the official account of the comic app had already sent you a message asking for physical comics.]

[Before, I could have refused on the grounds that the comics had not yet reached an important node, but now, since Fu Zexun's death, a new "Fu Zexun" has just appeared, which should be considered to have left you enough room for the development of a new volume. ]

He Jingtong hadn't thought of this. He woke up in his pajamas in the morning and brushed his teeth before replying to the system: "I initially thought that all of these required points to help them run."

[That's true in general, but I don't actually need that many points for maintaining the forum. I will also spontaneously use the rest for other purposes.]

[Of course, the use of these points does not mean that I am deliberately cheating you of your points. ]

[The operation of the system itself also requires points. My entity is not in the same dimension as you in the true sense. At the moment, it is my conscious individual. In order for my conscious individual to continue to stay by your side, I need to use the popularity points of the three-dimensional world as fuel.]

"You don't have to explain so much." He Jingtong washed his face with cold water. When he looked up again, he looked in the mirror and saw the water on his face sliding down his neck into his chest. He then said, "I don't care about that. You saved me a lot of trouble. I should be more grateful to you."

"By the way, as far as I know, when a work is adapted, it is usually necessary to report the subsequent plot, right?"

[No need for "The Supernatural". I spent so many points, and I am working hard. As long as the plot is not broken, no matter how you want to "draw", it doesn't matter. 】

It has been a long time since the comic section has seen the kind of comics that are so impressive and eye-opening.

It's not that the drawing skills are not up to standard. To be honest, hand drawing is a relatively rare behavior nowadays. The emergence of board drawing has greatly improved the efficiency of comic creators and the expressiveness of actual drawings.

This has resulted in comic-style works gradually being mass-produced, but it has become difficult to produce high-quality plot-based works.

A work that debuted in the hot-blooded comics category should have focused more on the plot rather than the style of painting, but in fact, "Alien" has the upper hand in both the plot and the style of painting.

Just like stacking buffs, a work has stable updates, an attractive plot, excellent painting style, brilliant storyboards, and long shots that are grand enough or small enough...

With your vote and my vote, "Otherworldly" may not make its debut, but it can go the way of being a physical comic and being adapted into an anime.

In addition, the system also showed He Jingtong the fan area of ​​the "Alien" forum.

There are those who support CP, those who set up all members to be spirits, those who anthropomorphize the famous nine levels, and those who want to debut as a teacher group. The 42-year-old Cui Tong is the leader...

The most outrageous thing is that He Jingtong also saw the humanized Bagua talisman array inside.

The kind where Jian Zirui is surrounded by eight cute kids...

He Jingtong: "...I admit that I have no imagination, so I can only use facts as comics."

[This is just the public fan zone, there is also a collection of books in private. 】

"…Please don't tell me that."

If you don't listen, ask or look, the world will still be harmonious and beautiful.

Back to the topic, the system asked He Jingtong one more time: [Are you sure you want to sell physical comics and adapt them into anime? ]

When He Jingtong nodded and said "yes", this comic, which had been serialized for three months, quickly entered a new track in the three-dimensional world through the system, and once again gained popularity, bringing it to a new peak in single episode value.

That is, the total points earned per episode is 1.2 million points per episode.

In other words, the current popularity of the online comic has reached 14.4 million. This does not include the additional popularity brought by the subsequent physical comics, and the new audiences that will inevitably be attracted after the comic adaptation.

At first glance, it seems like there is still a long way to go to reach 100 million, but in fact, He Jingtong has only been in school for a little over a month and a half.

There is only one week left until two full months.

After confirming that matters such as physical comics and animation adaptations could be fully entrusted to the system, He Jingtong knocked on Qi Xueyi's door next door after he finished washing up.

They made an appointment with Jian Zirui yesterday that during the weekend, if they had nothing to do, the three of them would eat together in the cafeteria for three meals.

As a result, when He Jingtong had packed up and was ready to go out, Qi Xueyi climbed out of the bed with a confused look on his face.

Then there is waiting, and...

I was confused when Qi Xueyi put his phone in my hand and said, "Play the game first, just one round, and wait for me for ten minutes."

It was not a PVP online game, but just a simple PVE fighting game. However, in He Jingtong's hands, after only a rough study of the gameplay, he easily broke through the level that Qi Xueyi had been stuck on for a long time before Qi Xueyi even came out of the bathroom door.

When Qi Xueyi came out, everyone was stunned.

"How did you do that?"

"That's it." He Jingtong demonstrated the skills to Qi Xueyi.

At the beginning, rush directly to the corner, lure all the monsters to your side, then rush out of the monster group decisively, kill the long-range monsters first, and finally play happily in the corner with a group of melee monsters alone.

Qi Xueyi: "It sounds so ordinary, but anyone who sees the operation will find it outrageous. How did you achieve a 99% skill dodge rate?"

"Isn't it important to have breakfast now?"

"No, I can't accept it! I've been stuck at this level for three days, three days!"

Finally, Jian Zirui, who had been sitting in the cafeteria early, watched two teammates walk in one after another.

The first person to come over was He Jingtong. Compared to when they first met two months ago, he now seemed to be taller and his complexion was paler.

The weight on the physical examination report seen in the hospital before was lower than the number before entering the school, so Jian Zirui took the initiative to stuff a few qi and blood nourishing pills into his mouth as soon as he sat down.

As for when I saw Qi Xueyi...

Jian Zirui silently took out the chrysanthemum meatballs for reducing internal heat.

"Eat more, or I always feel that you might be too angry to eat breakfast."

"Why do you care about this?" Qi Xueyi was about to shut himself off. "Shouldn't you condemn with me that he, who doesn't play games much, easily broke through the game that had me stuck for three days?"

"I would rather condemn you for not sleeping well and staying up late playing games."

He Jingtong laughed beside him.

Qi Xueyi seemed to have found an outlet for his anger: "You just laughed!"

"Yes." He Jingtong nodded.

Qi Xueyi was so confused that he sat there for a long time without thinking of how to respond.

Jian Zirui had already brought the cafeteria's latest promotional menu, and had no intention of saving Qi Xueyi, whose brain was already connected to the Pacific Ocean, and only said, "What are you going to eat? I'll go order."

Qi Xueyi raised his hand decisively: "Tofu pudding, fried dough sticks, steamed buns, and a serving of fried cakes with double the amount of crackers and chicken."

"Then I want a cup of soy milk and a serving of steamed dumplings with fresh meat." He Jingtong looked at the few solid meatballs in his hand and finally decided to order only these.

When Jian Zirui went to get something, Qi Xueyi was still humming.

"If you keep humming, I'll add chili oil to your tofu pudding."

Qi Xueyi immediately shut up. He ate both sweet and salty tofu pudding, but he didn't like spicy food, especially the chili oil in the cafeteria that had Sichuan peppercorns added to it, which was really numbing.

After the meal, Qi Xueyi and He Jingtong each transferred breakfast money to Jian Zirui.

After receiving the payment, Jian Zirui also chatted for a while: "Is there anything else to do? I always feel that my time door has suddenly become empty. Obviously, I didn't have this thought on the weekends before."

"How about going to the library? I don't mean the library related to spiritual information, but the general science library." Qi Xueyi said with great interest.

"It's fine with me. A full stomach is not suitable for exercise." He Jingtong said nonchalantly.

"Then go." Jian Zirui thought about it and nodded decisively.

It’s a pity that the originally planned one-day trip to the library was disrupted at noon.

At that time, Jian Zirui was holding a book about health-preserving pills, while Qi Xueyi had found a youth novel from somewhere and cried loudly, saying, "Look at other people's youth, their tears are flowing. Look at our youth, our blood is flowing."

Jian Zirui was complaining about him, saying, "Ordinary science students wouldn't be like this. What's more, the plot setting is also ridiculous. Because the school bully had a miserable childhood, the heroine must love him, feel sorry for him, and make the school bully accept her love, and then go to a good university together?"

"But why didn't she think about those who were bullied by the school bullies?"

"So you will look for the real-life connection in novels?" Qi Xueyi was surprised.

Before the eye contact started, He Jingtong's grandfather's assistant officially came.

He said that the grandfather was outside the college and hoped that the grandfather and grandson could meet.

As soon as these words were spoken, the seemingly lively scene suddenly became cold.

Qi Xueyi was the first to speak: "We have other things to do this afternoon." He still remembered what He Yunian said at that time.

The old man believed that his grandson should die without causing trouble to others.

Qi Xueyi had no idea how much pain was hidden in those words. He only knew that as a grandfather, he did not protect his grandson who was covered in wounds, but instead said such words... This was not right.

Especially He Jingtong, who remained conscious at that time.

"But the patriarch will be returning to Jiang City soon and will not be able to come here again in the short term.

After all, big cities are not suitable for self-cultivation. The assistant said with some embarrassment, "It's just a meeting.

"But I do have something to do this afternoon." He Jingtong took over Qi Xueyi's topic, "Grandpa, if you have anything, you can contact me by phone or video.

When He Jingtong said this, Qi Xueyi felt a little embarrassed.

"The master's injuries have not healed yet, and he wants to talk to you before returning to the south to recuperate...

"Is that so?" He Jingtong asked back.

The assistant lowered his head and made a tacit gesture, but did not verbally confirm.

"How about we leave the afternoon's matter until the evening?" Qi Xueyi took the initiative to step down.

Jian Zirui only said: "If you want to go, go. If you don't want to go, don't go. Good children get candy, but we are not at the age where we still need candy.

Moreover, if He Jingtong really behaved like a good boy, he would only be able to see a jar of candy offered by his relatives in front of his own tombstone, and he would not even be able to taste it.

He Jingtong went there anyway.

Under the powerful gazes of Qi Xueyi and Jian Zirui, He Jingtong followed the assistant to the school gate and got into He Yunian's car.

There was silence in the car.

He Yunian frowned and said nothing for a long while, letting the silence continue to ferment.

He Jingtong was helpless, and after sighing, he said, "You don't have to be like this, I'm not angry about what you said before.

He Yunian was stunned for a moment, his eyebrows furrowed deeper and deeper: "I didn't call you here for this.

"I just want to ask if you have contacted your third uncle privately.

The restrictions must be spread, otherwise those old guys may do something to He Jingtong.

But when the constraints of the constrainers are applied to He Jingtong, then those old men must understand that He Jingtong is no longer a person whose life and death can be decided by them.

His fate is determined by himself and heaven.

But after He Yunian's words, it was He Jingtong who was stunned. !