I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords-Chapter 49 - 0. Sewer Hair_1
Chapter 49: 049. Sewer Hair_1
Chapter 49: 049. Sewer Hair_1
After cleaning the hair from the sewer, Lu Ban threw it all into the trash can. He then put the cap back on the shampoo bottle and tucked it behind the shower gel.
He went to his computer, turned it on, and saw a folder on the desktop named “One Night Revelry”.
“The reward for mediocre skill looks barely passable,” he muttered.
On the computer screen, the regular icons morphed into the System’s distinctive style.
Lu Ban previously had 4036 Silence Points. With the 4800 points that had already been calculated, he had only 8836 Silence Points, just a little short of the Essence Extraction requirement for “Testament”.
The issue was not big.
After completing the Career Development Task and editing and publishing these video materials, he should be able to earn some more points. Essence Extraction was a sure thing.
Lu Ban first checked the video materials.
The mediocre rating meant lower picture quality, and many angles, such as Lu Ban’s first-person view, were scarce, with more third-person fixed perspectives shot from the bus’s surveillance cameras, interspersed with some close-ups and long shots inside the vehicle.
All things considered, there was not much room for creativity.
Lu Ban also didn’t find any unexpected footage like the blue doll on his shoulder from his first video.
“It’s not suitable for making realistic videos, as monsters have already appeared, and forcing realism might ruin the atmosphere. However, making it into a short film seems somewhat disjointed.”
After thinking for a moment, he decided to look for inspiration on video websites.
His fan count across the web had now surpassed one hundred thousand, making him a minor internet celebrity, but Lu Ban humbly sought to learn from others instead of taking pride in it.
He watched videos of hosts exploring abandoned places and searched for those supernatural short clips, even checking out horror escape room visits and murder mystery game reviews.
“Presenting it in the style of a mockumentary might be a good choice, minimizing the footage of the Ratman and fish to make them mysterious and unknown, which would intrigue the viewers’ imaginations, prompting them to speculate.”
“As for the grass and the plants, I could use fixed movie-style shots. These images can produce a visceral disgust, a direct stimulus.”
“I can cut out the information about the Ratman at the end and just leave Stone’s creepy smile, cutting off abruptly.”
Lu Ban sketched out a rough storyboard on paper and soon came up with an idea.
“I should buy a graphics tablet.”
He stretched lazily and checked the time—it was half-past eleven.
“Let’s go downstairs for a late-night snack.”
Though only a few hours had passed in real time, he had spent close to nine hours on the roads of Abandoned Capital. It felt as if the rat meat he had eaten was already digested, and he was getting hungry.
He grabbed his keys and phone, preparing to dispose of the damp hair-filled garbage bag at the night snack stall’s trash heap before it stayed overnight.
But when he got to the living room trash can, he found the clumps of hair in the trash bag were gone.
“…”
Lu Ban turned back to the bathroom and found the sewer entrance empty with nothing inside.
After checking things over, he stepped out of his apartment with his slippers on.
The moment he closed the door, Lu Ban thought he heard the sound of water flowing.
He unlocked the door with his key and rapidly stepped towards the bathroom.
There was no one in the bathroom.
Just that the shampoo bottle, which had been hidden behind the shower gel, was somehow out in the open, and its cap had been undone.
Lu Ban silently recapped it, crouched down, and glanced at the sewer entrance.
A clump of hair was entangled around the drain cover.
Lu Ban reached out, picking up that tuft of hair.
As he withdrew his hand, Lu Ban noticed an eye watching him from under the drain cover.
Lu Ban blinked, and the drain cover was empty once again, even the hair in his hand had vanished.
Drip-drop—
The sound of water reached his ears, so Lu Ban stood up and tightened the faucet.
After some thought, Lu Ban grabbed the shampoo and stepped out of his home, placing it in the water meter room in the corridor, a place usually meant for delivery personnel to leave packages.
After double-checking, Lu Ban closed the door to the water meter room.
Descending the stairs, Lu Ban ordered two skewers of grilled gluten, half a dozen lamb skewers, grilled chicken wings, grilled mushrooms, grilled broccoli, grilled green peppers, grilled palm treasures, stinky tofu, grilled eggplant, and also got himself a fried rice with egg, a chilled cola, and happily munched on his late-night snack while browsing his phone.
The nights in Jiangcheng were always lively; people still eating and drinking hadn’t dispersed in the neighborhood, and at the table next door, a group of young men and women dressed like college students were enjoying their skewers and drinking from the bottle, squandering their youth. In the barbecue stall, a football match was on the television, and several middle-aged men with thinning hair were glued to the screen, forgetting to eat the skewers in their hands.
Lu Ban savored the food alone, the night breeze was cool and refreshing, especially comfortable.
Compared to the night in the Abandoned Capital, Lu Ban felt that this world was truly wonderful and couldn’t help feeling hopeful about the future.
He noticed the advertisement slogan on the cola bottle twist into the system’s cold characters.
[Career Development Task]
[Try a variety of creative methods to test your creation theories; the gate to a new world is opening for you!]
[Task Requirements: Post in different sections and receive five hundred thousand likes and one hundred thousand Coins, or other items of equivalent value]
[Likes Obtained: 0/500000]
[Coins Obtained: 0/100000]
[“Next time for sure!”]
“Five hundred thousand likes and a hundred thousand Coins… That’s kind of tough,” Lu Ban said.
Lu Ban quickly opened his phone to check the likes and Coins on his previous videos.
For the two videos with over five million views, the first one only had about three hundred thousand likes, and the second was slightly higher, close to four hundred thousand, not too far from the five hundred thousand target—just needed a little extra effort to reach it.
As for Coins, the gap was significant; the first video barely had over twenty thousand Coins, and the second video had slightly more, not yet reaching forty thousand.
This data was typical and followed the growth pattern of a video that had suddenly gone viral.
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Likes could be given by any user, and one could like as many times as they wanted each day, hence the like counts tend to be high.
But Coins were more scarce; a common user could only obtain one per day, and they could also be exchanged on the old video sites for site ornaments, name change cards, and the like, so the number of Coins given is less.
When a viewer gives a video a like, a Coin, and a favorite—collectively known as a “triple combo”—it signifies real approval of the video.
On a short video platform like Tomorrow Online, five hundred thousand likes is also an excellent figure; there might only be one out of ten thousand short videos that reaches five hundred thousand likes. Moreover, Lu Ban saw that the system’s rating dimension for Tomorrow Online was five hundred thousand likes and three hundred thousand followers. His own followers on this platform had just passed ten thousand, and to rush to five hundred thousand would be incredibly difficult.
This time, there was no Song Yunyan to help him; it all had to rely on pure skill.
“…Hey, wait a second.”
Lu Ban’s inspiration surged.
“I can also ask her for help this time!”
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The pleasant weekend is about to begin, asking for tickets!
