Shelley nodded.

"Then, I find a lucky guy who is lazy and sleeps in, enter his dream, smoke his soul a little, I can understand Albanian!"

Chapter 671 Tracing the Source of Memetic Pollution

Of course, it is impossible for Masha to find a few Albanians to borrow their souls.

The principle of Emasa, of course, is to destroy people's souls.

The chaotic good camp is essentially the good camp, but the criterion of goodness is more self.

According to the conclusion of the steelyard in Ma Sha's heart, as long as it is a guy who violates public order and good customs, he borrows a little soul to learn foreign languages, and there is no moral problem.

The Balkan Peninsula has not been peaceful in the past decade. It has been a battlefield for interests between the Soviet Union and Southern Europe. The country's public security on the Peninsula is not bad.

Albania is full of various "families" and guerrillas under various banners. According to Masha's idea, it is a simple matter to catch the bad guys to pump the soul.

So after entering the territory of Albania, Masha slowed down and wandered around. When he saw the kind of large manor with a detached house, he went in to see if it was the nest of bad guys.

But obviously even in Albania, it is impossible to just enter a manor and see the fully armed "Ma Fei" (the English homophone of ***).

After walking around several manor houses, Masha found that he was fucked, so he slapped his forehead hard.

Bai Quan: "Suddenly showing self-harm tendency?"

"No, I'm just beating my stupid self." Masha stretched out his hand and rubbed the head of the little guy, as if he was kicking the cat. "I want to find a bad guy to pump my soul, so I ran around, one A manor from the manor. But I suddenly remembered that to find the bad guy, just go to the police station!"

There must be a large number of bad guys in the police station. Find the most brutal and evil guy to learn a foreign language and you will be done.

Bai Quan said "Oh": "It makes sense! However, I think it's better to smoke the soul or the good people. After all, it is better to smoke the soul of the bad person. Maybe you will really become a bad person by then."

"Fuck, when you said that, I realized this is possible. Well, to be safe, I'll go to the police station and find a guy who has made a small mistake of stealing a battery car and learn Albanian."

Bai Quan nodded: "Then there is no problem. The big boss is definitely worse than the little thief who stole the battery car. You won't get worse by absorbing a little bit of his soul."

——Wait, is there something wrong with what you said?

Baiquan changed his words: "But I know that there is a Chinese saying that I forgot specifically, which means that petty thieves are thieves, and those who steal the country become emperors. Boss, you are the emperor, eh."

Ma Sha couldn't tell whether this little guy was admiring or harming others.

At this time, he has selected a villain who looks very gentle in the police station. Ma Sha, looking at his appearance, thinks that this person may be a cowboy or a thief. The soul problem shouldn't be very big.

The best part is that when Ma Sha saw this man, he just turned around and lay down on which side of the iron fence, looking like he was going to sleep.

——The decision is yours!

Ma Sha quickly pierced through the wall circle to get through reality and the car, so he replayed the technique and used the dream top to enter the target's dream.

Then through this man's dream, he found that he had guessed correctly.

——This guy is so high in rank, and he's still a harem stream! If I am a grandmaster-level harem king, this queen is the strongest of the strongest king rank!

——I send lemons to others, that is, the bulk retail level, in other words, the level of small shops and stores near every residential area.

——This guy is a lemon wholesaler. Even the winners of my life saw his dream, and his mouth was full of the sour taste of lemon.

Ma Sha almost wanted to sing "lemon" to express his feelings at this time.

The soul of this kind of guy, if you blend more, maybe you can learn his pick-up skills!

So Ma Sha happily showed his figure in the dream, and began to absorb the soul of this guy when he was familiar with the road.

In the process of fusion, he saw the memories of some targets, and then was surprised to find that he could actually understand the dialogues of those people in Albanian in the memory.

——It seems that I have mastered Albanian.

Although Ma Sha still wants to communicate more with the guy who is the strongest king in the harem rank and learn advanced experience, since the main goal has been achieved, he thought about it, it is better not to destroy the souls of others too much.

So Ma Sha, who had just received it, opened his eyes, grabbed the top, and then pulled the wall ring from the carriage wall with the other hand.

——Although the "hole" made by the wall-piercing ring was just hidden in the middle of the cement wall, there is still a danger of exposure.

——Maybe someone with superpowers just happened to come to patrol the ward or something and just perceive the exit through the wall in the wall, that would be terrible.

Masha, who has mastered the Albanian language, changed to a secluded alley, and once again connected reality with a ring through the wall, and took out the mobile phone that he had brought out in the evidence storage room of the police station before.

He intends to use this phone to search local Albanian social media to see if there are any new popular stalks. According to previous speculations, these popular stalks may also be variants of memetic pollution.

Chihiro watched Ma Sha fiddle with the mobile phone that came with a random door, and asked, "Do you know the password for someone else's lock screen?"

Ma Sha: "This is an exhibit, and the police have to check its contents, so the password to unlock the screen is written on the label of the exhibit bag."

As he spoke, he pointed to the label on the evidence bag and looked carefully that the phone's screen unlock password was written in a single line of small characters.

Until ten minutes ago, Masha did not speak Albanian at all, and now he can understand the handwritten instructions on the evidence bag without any obstacles.

Ma Sha saw that Chihiro had no questions to ask, so he lowered his head to operate the phone.

His first reaction was to look for the big eye icon on Weibo.

Then I remembered that now I am abroad, and ordinary foreigners rarely use Weibo.

Ma Sha opened Twitter and began to search the hot list-a new trend stalk with memetic pollution. The last hot search should be quite simple.

Soon, Masha found the target.

The third hot search, "The King of Yellow Clothes Must Die", at first glance seems to be a sister chapter of the game "The Orcs Must Die", click in and find out that it is a Cthulhu-themed cult video, probably Kesu In the Lu myth, the incarnation of Hasta, the king in yellow, was killed by various absurd and weird methods.

But Masha felt that this hot search was for him, the guy codenamed the King of Yellow Clothes, and it was the result of the distortion of the memes during the spreading process.

"Sure enough, memetic pollution started in Albania." Masha glanced at the girls who were obediently waiting for the results. "There are hot searches related to me on social media, and hot searches can show the spread of memetic pollution. It's pretty amazing."

——Maybe I will be recognized immediately when I appear on the streets of Albania, and then be besieged by ordinary people.

——Next, as long as you find the source of the memetic pollution, you should be able to catch the tail of the salamander boss's fox by following the vines, verifying the hypothesis that "the memetic pollution was planted by the salamander snake".

The next step to verify the guess is to get rid of the head of the Saloman Snake that has been contaminated by the memetic.

Although this cannot eliminate the spreading memes, it can prevent this guy from continuing to release new memes.

The memes that have been released, according to Shelley, will gradually be distorted and faded in the process of transmission, and eventually become harmless.

Masha put away the stolen exhibit mobile phone and decided to go to the local superpower management agency in Albania, and use the Albanian language he just mastered to take a peek at other people's files to see if there is any clue.

While Ma Sha was busy and enthusiastic, his girls were chewing their tongues beside him.

"Bai Quan, tell us, what are you doing?" Hong Ye pulled Bai Quan and asked in a low voice.