Arad's crooked savior

Chapter 3267 The clever little witch

Milan Litt came to hand in a manuscript. He had a good relationship with an editor of Qingyan Publishing House. They had similar interests and would chat for half an afternoon over a cup of tea when they had nothing to do.

The section the latter was in charge of was a bimonthly publication, which was not in the same department as the daily newspapers.

The editor once sighed with a teacup in his hand. He complained that some media workers nowadays often do everything to attract attention, such as headline parties, mysterious content, and groundless accusations.

Publishers need sales to make money, and media writers need attractive news to be published and earn corresponding royalties. As a result, there are often messy contents in newspapers.

Milan Litt believes that the newspaper about Shu Mo not long ago and the newspaper that printed Claudius's oral narration belong to this category. There is no valuable content and it is just eye-catching.

Shaking his head helplessly, Milan Litt slowly moved his flying wheelchair to the editorial office. The adventurer promised that as long as he wrote a poem with positive meaning and was sung by people, he would cure his legs that had been unable to walk since childhood.

Originally, Milan Litt didn't care much. He invited famous doctors in Baihai but they were helpless. He regretted that congenital neurological problems could not be cured.

Now there are more and more magical rumors about adventurers, and Milan Litt gradually has expectations.

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Imi Wu shook the newspaper, which openly discussed the relationship between Shu Mo, the guardian of the earth realm, and the fog god. In addition to the profit-seeking nature of businessmen, it is also related to the lack of effective supervision.

There is no concept of the state in the God Realm, and all kinds of commercial activities are privately owned. In particular, there is the capital operation of the Liyun Chamber of Commerce behind the Qingyan Newspaper, and almost no one can stop them from saying whatever they want.

Mastering the discourse power of the mass media and nationalizing the relevant industries of the nobles is the first thing that Alice did after ascending the throne. How can the public opinion be guided by others at will?

"It's still a little weird, but it doesn't matter. I only need to make a light move to find out the truth." The little witch was confident. A puppet needle appeared on her slender white fingertips. Then her face became slightly serious. A purple light flashed in her eyes and she entered another world that only she could see.

She gave the contents of the two newspapers a ready-made light ball, and then turned them into two balls of translucent silk threads. After threading the needle and eliminating other messy factors, the puppet needle instantly flew in a certain direction of Qingyan to trace who provided the information.

The silk thread was clearly visible in Yimi Wu's eyes, but it was not in the newspaper headquarters in front of him.

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Yimi Wu walked into the tavern that was not closed. It was much smaller than the Moonlight Tavern. There was an antique wooden bar with a few high stools with faded paint in front of the bar, and then there were five round tables next to it, each of which could seat about four people.

There were not many people in the tavern. Six or seven people were chatting, and the topic was Shu Mo.

A drunkard turned around and looked at Yimi Wu after hearing the footsteps, and couldn't take his eyes off him.

The girl in the black Gothic long skirt was holding a rabbit doll in her hand. The crinoline made the lace skirt look like a blooming black rose. Her long red hair was bright and bright, and her pretty face was more intoxicating than Qingyan's most expensive wine.

He immediately shouted: "Where did this beautiful girl come from? We don't sell candy or dolls here, but if you want to have a drink, I'll treat you, hehe."

Yimi Wu didn't bother to pay attention to the drunkard's nonsense, and walked slowly to the corner of the tavern. The puppet needle that no one noticed stopped here. There was a thin man who lowered his head and drank alone, with a plate of peanuts in front of him.

"How did you know Shu Mo's past, who told you." Yimi Wu tapped the table with his fingers. The man in front of him seemed to be a little famous in Qingyan.

Writer Helenian usually does freelance writing and writes about some events, such as the concert with Moni.

He also wrote a column for Muse's former band, and spoke highly of Muse, saying that Muse has a unique talent.

Helenian slowly raised his head when he heard the question. His haggard face surprised Imi Wu slightly. His face was as haggard as a shriveled man, his eye sockets were deep, and his lack of energy and spirit seemed as if he had not slept for two days.

He didn't know why, but he couldn't think of rejecting Imi Wu the first time he saw her. The other party seemed to have a magical power, and he couldn't help but reply:

sᴛᴏ𝟻𝟻.ᴄᴏᴍ

"Kladis, he and I are friends, he told me."

Huh?

Imi Wu was really surprised. The Mist Eye's Master, who could talk directly to the Mist God, disappeared during the Qingyan Rebellion and has not been seen since then. The first thing he did when he appeared was to pit Shu Mo.

"Tell me in detail."

Two days ago, the missing Cladis suddenly found his friend Helenian and asked him to write an article to Qingyan Newspaper.

Regarding the rumors about the Eye of Mist these days, Helenian naturally asked Cladis, who only said that he had his own difficulties and promised that his actions would never let down the God Realm.

Cladis told him seriously that what he said next must be made public in the White Sea.

Helenian chose to believe his friend.

"I didn't think so much at first. After listening to Cladis's story, I wrote an article based on his description and joked that I would give him half of the royalties. It was quite interesting."

There are many precedents in the God Realm to tease certain celebrities, such as the hermit Ergon, who had private news that he loved Mar.

After that, the more Helenian thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Shu Mo was just a little girl in her teens. Why did Cladis do this?

If Shu Mo was a treasure, wouldn't it attract people with ulterior motives?

He was a writer who often went to various places to collect materials, and naturally saw many despicable human beings.

Helenian turned around and wanted to get his manuscript back, but the newspaper refused. The negotiation failed, and finally kicked him out.

Helenian didn't have much strength, but as a well-known writer, he was very sensitive to social events and knew what these news meant to Shu Mo after they were released.

He couldn't understand why Cladis wanted to deceive his friend. He couldn't accept it psychologically, and felt sorry for Shu Mo. Helenian wanted to find Shu Mo and let her find a way to return to Qianhaitian as soon as possible, but Shu Mo was in the Dark Island during that time.

"Cladis's choice may be right. This is the best way he can think of." Yimi Wu nodded and left the tavern in Helenian's puzzled eyes.

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“Stupid, pig-headed, no wit at all, a dog.”

The boss of the newspaper cursed at the editor-in-chief and several relevant persons in charge in the office. His face turned red with anger. He slammed the table hard and smashed the solid wood desk with a slap.

“If Shu Mo’s affairs are kept secret and handed over to our Liyun Chamber of Commerce, then it is equivalent to mastering a huge secret treasure. We have many ways to invite Shu Mo, control Shu Mo, and understand the secrets hidden behind her.”

“Now that the whole Baihai knows it, the secret is no longer a secret. All major forces are keeping a close eye on it. If Shu Mo has an accident, guess whether they will track her down, unless we have a way to control the Mist God in a short time.”

The boss was so angry that his face was a little ferocious. Although the newspaper dragged Shu Mo into a dangerous situation, it was also completely exposed to the sunlight of the God Realm. The Mist God is a belief respected by the God Realm. Who dares to publicly touch the nobility of the Mist God?

The Liyun Chamber of Commerce has learned about Shu Mo’s peculiarity from secret channels. The president was shocked and was preparing to take action against Shu Mo.

Unexpectedly, the fire in the backyard burned the entire White Sea and even the God Realm.

Grayson, the old antique in the Star Turtle Library, is a top-level strongman who is almost the same as the navigator and is only one step away from the transcendent. Shu Mo is like his granddaughter.

This matter is bound to alarm him.

Yimi Wu stood quietly at the door of the office, listening to the scolding inside gradually fade away, and then discussed how to deal with the follow-up of this matter.

Sure enough, she was right. Shu Mo's true identity was discovered by the monster, and humans and monsters were in collusion. Cladis could only increase Shu Mo's importance in this way.

The little witch's mouth slowly raised, and the puppet needle quietly sank into the office and began to sew their future luck. Their future will be unsatisfactory, with diseases and nightmares.