Su Mu naturally didn't care about the discussion on the barrage.

He had already analyzed it when he visited the forum before, although it is more convenient to conduct a live broadcast of a single copy than a multiplayer copy and will gain points from the audience, but it is also very easy to expose his own ability.

However, others will not be as fast as Su Mu.

Unless it's an already well-known veteran player, not too many people watch the newcomer's live stream.

And Su Mu and the same group of newcomers naturally borrowed the light of Su Mu's name as a superqualified person, and the opening of the forum is also one thing, and the importance of superqualified people is naturally one thing.

At this time, most of the old players have almost completed their first dungeon, and they can choose to enter the second dungeon at the end of the month, and the usual pastime and extra money of business players are also from the live broadcast to get information and fun.

This led to Su Mu's ability being quickly analyzed.

But even if Su Mu knew, he would only laugh it off.

The only thing he cares about when he enters the sequence space is the aspect of mental power, and other props or weapons are just additives for him.

Besides, even if his talent traits and props are thoroughly analyzed, when he really faces him, it may be another result.

Feeling the temperature of the sun shining on his face in the sky, Su Mu stretched his brows, put his hand in his pocket and crossed the road.

Feeling the feeling of some hard cards in his pocket, Su Mu looked at the road, and after crossing the aisle, he took out the hard thing like a small card.

He found out that every time he changed places, there were always some strange props stuffed into his pocket, so he couldn't change places, right?

Looking at the things in his hand, Su Mu straightened his back and stood in place, staring intently at the cardboard-like cardboard.

It wasn't an unusual thing, but the name written on it made him raise his eyebrows a little concernedly.

【Tang Jie】

【Writer】

[Contact number: 138xxxxxxxx]

His fingers rubbed together unconsciously, and Su Mu's expression was a little playful.

Is this the plot that allows him to experience his identity as a dungeon? Or is he now out of that separate space of Apartment Three?

"Is this coming out?"

I. was silent for a moment, as if he didn't know how to speak, and said with some uncertainty.

"However, I didn't feel the change in space."

[, isn't this the identity of the anchor? Is the anchor himself? 】

[It's awkward to say upstairs.,Maybe it's a different map.,It's just that it seems to be interesting.] 】

[I still think it's an illusion, otherwise there's no reason to explain that the anchor's sudden appearance on the street is not noticeable, haven't you noticed? No one seems to be surprised that the anchor appears here, and it stands to reason that if he really wears it here, I'm afraid that someone will notice it, right? 】

The analysis of this barrage has aroused the recognition of many other players, and they have thought about it.

[Yes, if the anchor is not in the fantasy world, the people who suddenly appear in this copy here will probably notice, right? ] Unless they're not human and don't care about these things... Hey.. Tell myself that I'm numb. 】

[But this is at a crossroads, and if it's seamless, it's normal for no one to notice if you don't stand in God's perspective.] 】

There are barrages that put forward rebuttals, but according to their logic, they are not rigorous.

Then, Su Mu saw that they began to theorize about this problem, and helplessly supported his forehead, Su Mu put the business card in his pocket.

If possible, he should have a phone in his right pocket.

Just as he was thinking like this, the phone rang in his right pocket, as for this ringtone, Su Mu was not familiar with it, it sounded like a saliva song.

Without any hesitation, Su Mu took out the mobile phone in his right pocket.

The caller above had a note, and Su Mu read it word by word: "Soul-hygienist?" ”

“？？？”

Su Mu was a little confused, what is the remark of the soul hypnotic? Hades?

After hesitating for a moment, Su Mu gently slid the answer button and put it to his ear.

"The surname is Tang! You're gone, aren't you?! The phone is not answered, and the message is not returned! Tenants don't write?! ”

The female voice like the roar of a lion in Hexi came from the phone like a roar, Su Mu felt his head buzz, and the phone almost fell directly, so he hurriedly turned on the hands-free button and took it aside.

“.......”

"Why don't you speak? You're empty-hearted, aren't you? Don't you know that yesterday was the day of delivery?! Do you know how many kind words I said for you in the editorial office?! ”

Hearing this, Su Mu confirmed the relationship between the two.

Really, the editor edited it, and made a whole hypnotic note, he thought it was a funeral at first.

"Well, there's something going on at home."

Waiting for that side to seem to calm down, Su Mu said softly.

However, this calm tone seemed to arouse the anger of the other party again, and only the sound of crackling came from the other side, and then the female voice became as calm as possible.

"Won't you tell me if there's something, my ancestor, don't talk about it, come to the editorial department, let's meet and talk."

Seeing that Su Mu didn't speak here, the remark "soul chaser" was angry and wanted to say something more, but Su Mu's voice sounded with a hint of inquiry.

"Well, where is the editorial office, I forgot."

“？？？”

..................

"Hehe..."

Liu Yan looked at the only author under her in front of her with a calm face, trying her best to calm her mood, but the constant crunching sound of her clenched fists and the carbon pen in her hand expressed that this "hypnotic" was not in a calm mood.

"Tell me, where is your tenant's book? Can I deliver the manuscript today? ”

Liu Yan squeezed out a far-fetched smile, and her beautiful face kept smiling: "I told you for you from the editor-in-chief, and I can give you another day."

Su Mu was silent for a moment, and pinched his fingers helplessly.

"Not much inspiration yet, you know."

Ryuyan stood up suddenly, and the chair she had slammed into slammed across the ground and slammed into the wall behind her with a loud bang.

"You! .....”

Before she could finish speaking, she saw her writer come over and put a chair for her.

"Well, editor, do you still have the tenant's manuscript in your hand? Or print it out, I need to look for inspiration in it. ”

"Trust me, definitely come out in one day."

Su Mu's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he said loudly, watching this editor's face continue to change, and his tone became more and more firm.

"However, I don't have the original manuscript in my hand..."

"As for what you want to print, at the moment, the company will help you distribute a hundred copies to test the water first, if you can't buy it, you can only find it in the editor-in-chief's computer."

Liu Yan's mood slowly calmed down, as if there was some reassuring magic in Su Mu's language, which made her unconsciously believe what the other party said.

"Well, where is the editor-in-chief's computer, do you know?"

Su Mu nodded, thoughtful.