Altmund is a poet who writes poems and the like every day to earn money to support his family, and his wife, Millie, is a stay-at-home wife, and has a little unborn life in Millie's womb.

The family lives a simple and happy life, of course, there are some small problems in life, such as Millie has always thought that Odysmund is too generous, he will not care about the gains and losses of some things, and he will not refuse to be asked by others, even if those requests are a bit excessive.

Today, for example, a stranger knocked on their door, this ragged man, thirty years old, with a beautiful smile on his face, said to Altmund, who opened the door: "Mr. Altmund? I am your reader, and I like your work very much." ”

"I was robbed in the neighborhood and penniless, and I thought you were nearby, so I came to you with great apologies!" The man sat on the table that Millie had just finished wiping, eating their lunch and talking about his experience, and discussing his work with Altmund by the way.

This made Altmund very happy, after all, the other party was his loyal reader, and this feeling of helping people was not bad, and seeing her husband so happy, Millie didn't say much.

Then the man offered to borrow some money so that he could go home and let him do something, and Ortemund smiled and said, "That's no problem, but I don't think you're in a good state, why don't you stay at my house for two days before leaving?"

"Is that okay?" Altmund confirmed in surprise, as if he hadn't noticed the ugly face of Millie next to him.

In this way, this man lived in Altmund's house, and he would often make some requests to Altmund and Millie with a good-looking smile, starting with the very beginning of helping to get a spoon, and upgrading little by little.

The two days of temporary stay were also slowly extended, until one night, the man knocked on the door of Ultramon, woke up the already asleep Ultramon and Millie, looking at the two, the man had a good-looking smile on his face, and said very politely: "That Ottemon, I have been at your house for so many days, and I haven't solved it for too long, so can you borrow Millie, just one night!"

Altemund looked at Millie, who had a big belly and an incredible face, and said to the man full of pain: "Millie, she is pregnant, or I will help you call the call girl, oh, brother, she is my wife, okay, okay, Millie is yours tonight!"

So Altmund pushed Millie out of the door and into the man's arms, and the man continued, "Thank you so much, Mr. Altmund, can you finish your poems quickly?"

"Okay, I'll try my best!" Ortemon's eyes were red, and he looked at his wife reluctantly, and went to get a pen and paper, and the man put his hand on Miri's body, so that she couldn't resist at all.

Listening to his wife's pain, Altmund's inspiration surged wildly, and soon a perfect poem "Hospitality" was completed, and the man congratulated Altmund and left the next day, and Millie looked a little sluggish as her husband released his poems, a little overwhelmed.

Thoughts such as calling the police, divorce and suicide swirled in my head, and finally I endured it, anyway, the devil has left, and life should soon return to normal, but the nightmare has just begun.

With the release of Hospitality, Ultramund has attracted a large number of readers, who live in Ultramund's home, enjoy everything that belongs to them, and often politely make various requests to them.

There are more and more fans, and the home of Ortemund seems to have become a holy place, they regard hospitality as the Bible, establish a sect, preach hospitality, and believers politely make all kinds of powerless demands to others, and if they do not agree, it is heresy, and they need to force them to recite hospitality.

At Altmund's house, Millie gave birth to her own son under the watchful eyes of a crowd, and the baby was crushed on the spot and placed in front of Ortmund, who used the scraps to write the words of hospitality on the wall.

This group of people has gone completely crazy, the government intervened forcefully, and chose to kill these crazy people with earmuffs, and they found that if someone listened to "Hospitality" in its entirety, they would recognize everything about hospitality, and when others politely asked you, no matter how excessive, they would not refuse, and they would frantically spread this kind of hospitality to the people around them.

Eventually, the group was locked up and deprived of the ability to disseminate information, and the poem "Hospitality" was banned and most of its existence was erased by special means, and the walls where the bloody book was written were destroyed, but according to some information, someone rubbed a copy of it and disappeared.

Somewhere in the water blue star, three light curtains suddenly lit up, and a figure could be faintly seen on each light curtain, and one of them said slowly: "They have begun to spread the meme." ”

"Isn't that expected?" said another, "Spreading the meme is indeed the best way to destroy Aquamarine, and once this base point does not exist, the final day will come." ”

"What's that person's opinion?" the third asked the first.

"He doesn't make a statement, whether it succeeds or fails!" The first person shook his head and continued: "Start Project C, this meme is also formed by the other party after a long time of inducement, and the power is not too great, next time, it may not be ......"

"Agreed!" the three light curtains vanished, leaving only the last remnants of the sound.

......

"Memes?" Lu Li played a secret video on his phone, which was some information about hospitality, because most of the existence of hospitality was destroyed, leaving only a name and a rubbing, the harm had been limited, but Lu Li could also imagine that more and more dangerous memes would appear in this world.

For example, the doctor's medicine spread by Lu Li with the help of Xiao Tianyang is a special memetic item, of course, its transmissibility is not strong, but the harm potential is huge, after all, it is Hu Wenxu's last legacy.

Of course, Lu Li's current interest is still in the confrontation in front of him, the confrontation between Li Chengfeng and Li Qingsong.

In Li Qingsong's view, today is his mother's memorial service, although it feels very strange to make up for it, but he can't watch someone being killed at the memorial service, and by the way, stopping this danger for Li Yunshui and his son can be regarded as a kind of karmic compensation, so as to completely draw a line with them.

As for Li Chengfeng, his only purpose at present is to kill Li Yunshui, anyone who blocks his actions is an enemy, and those who shelter that scum are undoubtedly scum.

"Then let me see, the deeper secrets of this world ......" Lu Li had already seen some black-clothed people appear in the distance, and the reaction speed of the countermeasures bureau was still as fast as ever.