Chapter 140: Great Bad Luck

"Mr. Yu's pen skills are getting stronger and stronger."

On the phone, the editor of "Tianyi Museum" was full of praise.

Yu Xian had already outlined the essay on the quagmire dragon in the cold plateau, and the follow-up was written quickly.

The dissertation is divided into four papers in total.

One is about the evolution of the teeth of the Inevitable Quagmire Dragon and the changes in its eating habits;

The other three articles are all about the evolution of dinosaur toes, in order to overturn the original erroneous perception of the mainstream academic community.

In addition to the two journals that he often cooperates with, "Tianyi Museum" and "Historical Hook and Shen", Yu Xian also submitted manuscripts to the journal "Paleontological Research".

Paleontological Research is also a core journal, and it is the core journal published by Yu Xian for the first time, and it has published the most important papers on the fossils of Odd Pterodactyl.

As the writing of the paper progressed, Yu Xian's email was crammed with requests from the editorial departments of more than a dozen journals.

Most of them are core journals, but there are also more focused journals.

Other ordinary small journals either can't get Yu Xian's email number, or they know that their foundation is thin, and they are embarrassed to find scholars to ask for manuscripts.

Manuscript acceptance means that there is a manuscript fee.

A manuscript of "Tianyi Museum" gives 30,000 b manuscript fees.

It sounds like little, but it's actually a qualitative leap.

As far as the vast majority of scholars are concerned, they pay for their own manuscripts.

It sounds unreasonable, but it's true.

Even if you are a doctoral student, even if you become a young teacher in an ordinary university, you still have to pay for publishing your papers.

Layout fees, review fees, and a bit of a mess of expenses can add up to thousands of bs.

Yu Xian graduated from a third-rate undergraduate college to the present, and in half a year, he has completed the level of actively requesting manuscripts from posting money to submitting manuscripts to the editorial department of core journals, which is not an exaggeration to say that it is a qualitative leap.

The price is to be really tired.

The paper on the quagmire dragon cannot be referred to elsewhere, and there is no relevant information about dinosaur claws in the "Xueba Library".

Yu Xian didn't expect that with his current soul power, writing a paper would consume so quickly.

"It's time to relax a little bit, don't stretch yourself too hard..."

Standing up, Yu Xian saw Xiao Mou squatting in the corner with his knees hugged.

Since the other day when it was not allowed to drill under the bed, it changed places, squatted in the corner, kept a distance from Yu Xian, and stayed quietly, with a desire for friendly interaction in its eyes.

After all, Mold wasn't conscious before that, and no one spoke to it.

"Don't be so afraid of me."

But...

Mold: You've been there for a trip that is even more terrible than before, and I don't even dare to absorb your bad luck.

"Huh? Bad luck on me? I've just solved some bad luck recently. ”

The little mildew in the corner squatted for a long time before he used jerky language to express his ability to convey thoughts through his soul.

Roughly speaking, Yu Xian came back this time, and there was a trace of very, very unlucky aura on his body.

It should indeed be the unfortunate thing that has been carried over, but the few traces left are enough for Xiaomil not to dare to approach.

The resentful spirits that feed on bad luck dare not approach, what level of bad luck must it be?!

There is no need to guess, Yu Xian quickly thought of the dark game!

The dark game that the editor of the marketing account has come to kill and unfold, there is nothing more unlucky than that!

"You eat this unlucky breath."

No!

Little Mold shrunk: If you eat it, your soul will never forget such a terrible breath, and if something like this happens, I'll be scared to death!

"You're dead, don't be afraid."

Yu Xian gave warm comfort.

The description of the little mold just now is very crucial, and if you eat the terrible bad luck breath, you will predict the existence of similar bad luck events for a long time in advance in the future...

This is exactly what Yu Xian wants!

The law of marketing account generation has been disturbed by the editor once, and now is not necessarily the time to be quiet as a chicken and peaceful in times of crisis.

It could also be the other way around.

Therefore, it is impossible to predict whether the marketing account information will be suppressed in advance as previously thought, so as to judge whether the current scenario is dangerous.

If Xiaomil can predict the arrival of the dark game, it is more important than predicting one or two marketing account messages that will pop up.

"Well, eat it, big supplement."

In the face of the unprecedented gentleness of leisure, Xiaomil trembled with fright.

You'd better be fierce to me, I'm so scared...

"Don't be afraid, you're super brave!"

It's not that it's just idle talk, according to the basic law of resentment, it should have been absorbed in negative emotions and bad luck to become stronger.

The aura left over from the dark duel can indeed make Mold stronger.

"Don't worry." Yu Xian restrained his breath and gently patted Xiaomil's head, "I'm here." ”

Mold: I'm scared...

"Well, I can understand your feelings, what a cowardly child, I won't force you anymore."

The smile on Yu Xian's face was even kinder, but there was a snail shell the size of a tire in his hand, and soft tentacles poked out of it, swaying back and forth.

"Yes, I won't force you, I'm spoiling little mold, and this big baby in my hand also wants to have an in-depth communication with you."

Yikes-

It's going to breakβ€”

With the company of leisure and warmth, Xiaomil finally sucked the bad luck left over from the dark game.

"How?"

I... I... Belch.

Little Mold burped hard, his lower abdomen bulged, and the devil frog looked at the same kind.

"You're too weak, there's a trace of breath left over from the unlucky incident, and you can eat until you have indigestion."

Woo...

Belch!

Xiaomil burped again: When I digest these and overcome the psychological barriers, I will definitely become very powerful.

"I don't ask you to get better."

The soul-feeding skill doesn't work, which means that Mold is not a beautiful girl.

Now it's okay, the peaks and loops are turning, there is no need to bring Xiaomil with you, and it is not rare to have a little combat power, as long as you can have a premonition of the coming of the dark game.

"How? Is there a sense between now and the dark game? ”

No.

According to the current level of digestion of Xiaomu, he only feels that it is very, very far away from that breath, so that he feels that there is no such unlucky thing in the world.

"That's good."

Yu Xian breathed a sigh of relief.

Returning from the cold plateau, the tension in the subconscious was finally truly eased at this moment.

There is no way, the dangerous mode corresponding to the marketing account system is unknown, and the arrival time is unknown, so it is really difficult to let Yu Xian completely relax.

At the moment, there is a small mold prediction, and it sounds like the editor of the marketing account has temporarily cut off contact with the current world.

It does make sense.

In the Dark Game, several of its foul actions caused the projection to be disturbed, becoming erratic, and almost interrupting halfway through;

The subsequent game failure was a major blow to the editor's plan to control time and space.

Yu Xian's function of still gaining power from the system has not been deleted, and has only been fine-tuned before, indicating that the editor has really disconnected from the current world.

Recall that at the end of the dark game, the editor of the marketing account used his last strength to seal Yu Xian in a special space, and then it disappeared.

It is very likely that the editor does not know that Yu Xian has been rescued by his friends.

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