radiothebook Chapter 194 Trolls and immigrants
Chapter 194 Trolls and immigrants
Chapter 194 Trolls and immigrants
Looking at the news on the screen, Zhao Hao knew that the game was too big this time. This event was no less than a spark hitting the earth. Many netizens were wildly guessing whether there was some supernatural force coming to the earth, ready to provoke star wars.
Netizens spoke one after another, some said it was made by aliens, others said it was magic, and some didn't believe it at all, thinking it was fake news.
Gradually, the Internet has become a pot of porridge.
Later, a netizen put forward his discovery. He said, why haven't our country's museums disappeared?
When he raised this question, the netizens fell silent, and then boiled like pouring oil into a pan.
Some netizens said that this is the blessing of the ancestors, and some netizens said that we have outstanding people and a strong country, even this supernatural force dare not come to our country to provoke.
Later, there was a discordant voice on the Internet.
What they say is that our country must have done this thing, or the people who did it didn’t value our country’s museums at all. They think our domestic museums are worthless, and they are much worse than foreign ones.
Slowly, what was originally a discussion about the disappearance of the museum turned into a matter of domestic netizens spamming each other.
Some people who don't like the good things in China have started to make a big fuss on the Internet, starting from the people's livelihood and the system, saying that what is good abroad is good, and what is domestic is not good.
Zhao Hao trembled with anger when he saw these remarks. How could this matter, which had nothing to do with the country, attract so many shepherd dogs and big trolls?
He also joined the netizens who are for the country, and began to explain the facts and reason with those big trolls.
But what Zhao Liang doesn't know is that they don't reason with you at all, they just show the facts, they just grab something that is not well done and spray hard, and more and more people join them.
Zhao Hao saw that this was not going to work, and he was not their opponent, so he exchanged Zhuge Liang, the first gun in history.
When he thought about it, Zhuge Liang was so powerful that he could scold Wang Lang to death, wouldn't it be a piece of cake to deal with these trolls?
He didn't expect that after Zhuge Liang went into battle, after a few rounds, he vomited blood and fell unconscious. Before he passed out, he left a sentence.
"Since there is a spray, how can it be bright?"
Looking at the unconscious Zhuge Liang, Zhao Hao was shocked, even Zhuge Liang was no match for these trolls, who in this world would dare to fight against them.
At this time, a netizen ranted against the sprayer.
"You always say that this is not good and that is not good in China. If you have the ability, you leave, emigrate, what are you doing in China?"
The sprayer replied.
"I don't have money, don't I want to immigrate if I have money?"
Seeing this, Zhao Hao's eyes lit up, you have no money, I have money, if you want to live abroad, I will do as you wish.
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In a certain city, in a dark and damp basement, a wretched fat man was staring at the computer screen and smiling with his yellow teeth bared.
His name is Zhang San, he is unemployed, and he is famous for his ability to spray on the Internet.
He longed for a high-welfare life abroad, but it was a pity that he had no talent or money to emigrate abroad, so he turned all his anger into online texts to vent on the Internet.
On the Internet, he is an omnipotent master. He sprays the sky and the country, and he will bring up the rhythm of every little thing that happens in the country. Gradually, his behavior has attracted the attention of a certain country.
This force gave him some living expenses every month, asked him to keep pace on the Internet, and promised him that if things were done well, he would immigrate abroad as a "talent" in the future.
Zhang Sanyi got excited when he heard this, and tried his best to discredit his country. In his opinion, only the moon in foreign countries is round, and he no longer regards himself as a person of this country.
Just now he repelled a netizen named Zhuge Liang on the Internet. This is the biggest opponent he has encountered since he went online. Unfortunately, his skill is still a little worse than him. In the end, he sprayed that Zhuge Liang down.
The incident at the museum this time did not involve the country, but a certain country told him that he must pour dirty water into the country, so that he can lead the rhythm on the Internet.
He also lived up to his "master"'s entrustment, and gradually disrupted the rhythm of domestic netizens, making many people believe that this incident was instigated by someone from China.
Otherwise, why didn't any accident happen in domestic museums?
Zhang San took out the only remaining Hardman from the shriveled cigarette case, lit it, and took a good puff. He was thinking, "Master" will definitely reward himself for making such a great contribution today, right? I just don't know how much living expenses this time.
While he was smoking, a window popped up in his computer with such a passage written on it.
"To thank you for your dedication, I specially rewarded Zhang San to immigrate to a certain country. Now that the green card has been processed, please go somewhere to get it."
"Damn, liar."
Zhang San calmly closed the chat window just now with the mouse, he was just fooling people on the Internet, how could he believe in liars.
He had just finished smoking the last cigarette in his mouth when he heard the ringing of a message from his mobile phone.
"what?"
He turned on his mobile phone and saw that the message clearly stated that his bank card had received 100 million yuan.
Are scammers so professional now?
Zhang San shook his head helplessly, there are too many people fooling around these days, so he casually deleted the message.
He wouldn't believe these tricks if he didn't see the money with his own eyes. These were all things he used to fool others, and he wanted him to believe it, unless someone stood in front of him with a box of money.
Just as he was thinking this, there was a knock on his basement door.
Zhang San was so scared that he jumped up from the chair, he held his breath nervously, and his heart kept beating.
Is it to check the water meter?
Zhang San didn't dare to open the door, but the sound of the person knocking on the door didn't stop, it kept banging. Afraid of attracting others' attention, Zhang San ran to the door and asked in a low voice, "Who?"
"I'm sending you a green card."
Zhang San doesn't believe it, now the reason for deceiving people to open the door has been upgraded, and there are still people who take the initiative to give people green cards, so it's a lie.
While he was hesitating, a white plastic card with yellow-green patterns was stuffed in from the bottom of the door. Zhang San picked it up and saw that the language of a certain country was clearly written on it.
Although he didn't know the words on it, he did know the colorful pattern. It really was a green card from a certain country.
"squeak"
Zhang San finally opened the door, and saw a domestic man with a goatee standing outside, about forty years old, thin but energetic.
"you are?"
"My name is Lu Buwei, and I work for an immigration company, specially serving elites like you."
(End of this chapter)