In the assessment of this diary replay…
Restoration: 100%.
[Reward: Art of Longevity, 100 years of cultivation, reincarnation memories, and spells.]
Following the system notification, that mysterious feeling appeared again. A surge of memory information surged into his mind, and a majestic magic power surged from his body.
Fang Mo was secretly delighted!
Could it be that the reward for each replay was actually related to the content of the diary?
The higher the degree of restoration, the higher the reward?
The first diary entry only wrote about recovering a hundred years of cultivation, so a hundred years of cultivation would be a reward. Then, it seemed to have written about recovering ten thousand years of cultivation and obtaining a divine artifact or a divine beast. If he could also recover a hundred years of cultivation and obtain a reward…
Fang Mo was excited just thinking about it!
"System! If you're so awesome, quickly expose a few more diary entries!”
Fang Mo thought to himself. Unfortunately, the cold system did not react.
He picked up his phone and looked at Weibo. He realized that the first diary entry was still there. He did not know how long it would be there.
He did not know when the next diary entry would be exposed…
Fang Mo put away his phone and decided not to care about this for the time being. He got up and carried the box filled with his childhood memories outside and put it into his rented car.
He had already struggled to move a few steps before, but now he had moved a few boxes of things back and forth without a red face or panting.
A hundred years of cultivation focused on magic power, but even if it only affected the strength of his body a little, it was enough to make his physique far superior to ordinary people.
By the time he drove back to Chengdu, the sky was already dark.
Fang Mo was living in the same place as he did ten years ago. It was an old neighborhood in the Laocheng District of the eastern part of the city. It was a two-bedroom apartment in a seven-story building that did not even have an elevator.
His parents were still doing archeology, and they had been away for ten years. The last time he saw them was more than half a year ago. They were probably in the pyramid of some Pharaoh in Egypt.
Even though Fang Mo had been influenced by his parents since he was young, he had never been interested in archeology. He did not major in archeology as his parents wished in university, but entered the Chinese department instead. His current job was also in the literary field-writing web novels.
She had been writing for two years. It was not too hot, and she did not have to worry about food and clothing. It was similar to her usual work, but she was happy with her freedom. She did not have to clock in on time or socialize.
Fang Mo made himself some food and took out his phone to check Weibo while eating.
His chuunibyou diary was still hanging, and it was getting more and more popular. There were already hundreds of thousands of comments.
Under normal circumstances, it shouldn't have been so popular. The main reason was that it had been hanging there all along. It was impossible to not see it.
It was said that even the official Weibo couldn't handle it. There were rumors that it was done by hackers, which added a layer of mystery to this diary and deepened everyone's interest in discussion.
All the information that could be found in the diary was searched, including the details of the natural gas pipeline explosion that day and some information about Liu Yanhong.
For example, someone who claimed to be Liu Yanhong's high school classmate had exposed a photo of her at her high school's cultural gala, causing countless people to exclaim in admiration that she was a goddess of first love.
As he was scrolling through Weibo, a WeChat message suddenly popped up on the screen.
Zhou Lei: "@ Everyone, it's rare for so many people to show up today. Why don't we find a time to gather?”
Fang Mo was stunned for a moment. He opened WeChat and realized that his classmates had been chatting for the entire afternoon. They were now discussing a class reunion.
Fang Mo wasn't interested and just watched quietly.
Yu Yang: " I heard that a streamer is going to the unfinished construction site on Changtong Road tonight to livestream and search for the dry well that sealed the malicious ghost.”
"What?" This isn't over yet."
Feng Qian,[This group of internet celebrities really won't let go of any opportunity to ride on the popularity…]
"Hahaha!" "I also saw someone say that I often watch that streamer. She's an outdoor spirit scout and likes to play tricks. I usually watch it as a funny livestream.”
"Which streamer?" Wang Peng asked. I'll go take a look too."
Yu Yang sent a link to the live broadcast and said,"" We're already at the place, yet you still want to drip your blood to verify the authenticity. You're really going all out, 23333!"
Zheng Tongkai: " You're so bold. Aren't you afraid that you'll bump into ghosts if you walk too much at night? What if something really happens?"
"Hahaha!" How could that be possible? Could it be that the chuunibyou diary was true?”
“……”
Fang Mo frowned when he saw this.
He clicked on the link that Yu Yang had sent, and the phone screen automatically jumped to a certain fish's live broadcast room.
In the live broadcast, a young man with a wretched appearance was standing in front of a barren land and talking to the camera.
" My friends, this is the unfinished building site mentioned in the diary. My friends in Chengdu might know this place. It's quite famous. It's been abandoned for more than ten years, but I heard that it's going to be redeveloped..."
As he spoke, he walked in.
"Now, I will bring everyone in to look for the dry well mentioned in the diary and see if there is any…"
"If I find it, I'll drip a drop of blood on the spot to verify if the so-called seal is real or not.”
" Look over here. This is where the natural gas pipeline exploded. It created a huge crater, but of course, it has been repaired and filled up now…"
"Aiyo, this grass is really lush. It's almost taller than me. Be careful not to guess the trap…"
"Eh? Look, isn't that a well?”
As the streamer moved forward, under the light of the flashlight, they could vaguely see a broken ancient well in the weeds ahead...
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