Why wasn't Jojo popular?
The biggest reason was because of the style. For newcomers, it was more difficult to fall into the trap. Only after patiently watching a few episodes would they be affected by the charm and continue watching.
In the world system of this manga, a substitute was a type of mental energy. Only a few people would awaken it. These people were called substitute messengers.
Substitutes could be seen as an endless stream of superpowers, including ice, fire, lightning, poison, space, devour, and even time.
Among them, Hermit Purple was the most trashy in terms of combat power among all the fans and even the official definition.
It could conduct electricity, but it could not produce or absorb electricity. Its main function was to read and write.
He could see the scene in the distance by smashing the camera.
That's right, he had to smash the camera first, and then he could see the scene in the distance. There was no combat power at all.
In terms of substance, there was really nothing.
How much did a camera cost?
Lu Mu had spent more than a thousand yuan on these dozen second-hand cameras alone. Every one of them was destroyed and could not be recycled. They were one-time consumables.
If it was a poor person, how could they afford it?
In the end, Dumb Qiao was the one who could afford it. He was just a rich substitute.
The Hermit's Purple wasn't of much use to Lu Mu, but what excited him the most was the fetters in the lower column.
You need to collect more than four jojo memes to activate it. Just write two words, world.
This should be the avatar world of the villain boss Dio, a super avatar that could pause time.
How could Lu Mu not be excited about a substitute of this level? If he were to activate it now, he would jump three meters high in joy.
Unfortunately, just like the Masked Knight, he needed to collect them.
Speaking of the Masked Knight, Lu Mu had yet to properly test out the ability of the Emperor Knight. He had to find an opportunity to test it.
Lu Mu took out the Mask Driving Decades card box from the void. It was empty, without a single card, causing Lu Mu to sigh.
Every time he took it out, he wished that a card would suddenly pop out of the box.
"He wants me to be Wang Xiaoming!”
Lu Mu wanted to cry but had no tears. He gave Brother Diqi his belt and card box, but he didn't have the card. How could he transform into another Masked Knight?
If he went to collect them, would he be able to directly transmigrate to the Masked Rider Universe?
Don't worry, the Mask Card can be activated by collecting Mask Legends.
Lu Mu firmly remembered the system's answer. To put it bluntly, it still asked him to collect cards like Wang Xiaoming, but it became a meme.
In the end, he was on the same side as Brother Diqi.
Fortunately, with the help of the system, as long as he collected more than four cards, he would be able to activate the Heavenly Masked Knight, Encounter Magic King.
Can Brother Diqi do it?
Thinking about it from another angle, Lu Mu was even happier. It was neither easy nor difficult.
Let's get back to the main topic.
Lu Mu shook his head. The activation of these linked memes could only be triggered by him going out often.
Looking at the scrapped camera on the table, Lu Mu suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He thought that the most useless substitute was really useful to him.
For example, it could be used to find people and search for their location. Right now, he just happened to want to know where Jin Bing was hiding.
Lu Mu stood up with a straight face. The light screen projection had already turned into information flow and flowed into his mind. He instantly grasped the usage of the Purple Hermit.
Purple branches and vines suddenly appeared in his hand, then slowly spread out and bound the camera.
According to the name that the Punisher had given him before, the gold was named Wei Erxun. He found a photo of the entrepreneur on the Internet.
It was a rather honest and slightly fat bald man. From the surface, no one would think that he was Hell's Kitchen, the king of the underground underworld empire.
Before searching for Jin Bing's whereabouts, Lu Mu first smashed a few cameras to test. The location of Little Rascal and Logan was relatively accurate. They were inside a classroom.
When he was excited, he thought of a black marinated egg head. The photo that popped up showed that there were more people around him. This African was sitting at the table drinking coffee. Opposite him was Coulson, whose hairline was pulled back. He was not sure what they were talking about.
He was probably at the Trident Building.
Next was Jin Bing.
"Kacha!"
Lu Mu activated his ability and smashed the camera with a punch.
In the next second, the camera that was originally broken ignored the physical rules of damage and a photo popped out.
Lu Mu picked up the photo and looked at it carefully. Then, he took a photo and sent it to the punisher's email. He then casually swept the residue on the table into the trash can.
The punisher quickly called." Where did you get this photo?”
"Don't worry about how it came about. I can guarantee that it's 100% authentic. Can you tell where Jin Bing lives in this photo?”
"It's a little difficult. We can't find it with just one wall.”
" I'll send you some photos intermittently in the next few days," Lu Mu continued." Find Jin Bing's whereabouts as soon as possible through the background of these photos."”
"I don't want them to send someone into my house and make a mess of it.”
"Alright."
After hanging up the phone, he picked up the photo again. It showed Wilson holding an exquisitely carved walking stick in one hand and standing in the middle of the floor. His cold face matched the eyes of his fallen subordinate.
It would make others shudder.
It was obvious that Bullseye's disappearance had moved the mafia emperor and even angered others.
The only thing that could be seen in the photo was a wall with a family photo hanging on it. It should be Jin Bing's wife and children.
Now, he could only use a few or a dozen photos to indirectly determine Jin Bing's hiding place.
Lu Mu couldn't help but rub his temples and said,"
"My head hurts. I hope it can be done quickly. It's very uncomfortable to be too passive.”
Even so, he didn't feel any pressure. Even though Jin had power, influence, and money, he didn't have superpowers or armor.
In this aspect, it was even weaker than the saber-toothed tiger.
However, Lu Mu hated trouble.
The punishers knew what Jin Bing looked like, but they couldn't find his resting place. There was also no evidence to directly prove that Jin Bing was Wei Erxun. It was Fisk.
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