This Taoist priest is so unprofessional!

After Wang Xiaoer sent out that message, the entire firm and the entire QQ group fell into an eerie silence.

Time seemed to stand still.

On the phone screen, the group chat interface called "Approaching Pseudoscience," which was just arguing heatedly, is now completely silent.

All the flashing avatars, whether they were "Princess with a long braid" or "female student from the Republic of China era," seemed to be frozen in place, completely motionless.

His actions were clearly beyond the comprehension of all "ghosts".

A moment later.

The pure black portrait on the memorial tablet, representing supreme power, suddenly began to flash.

Its flashing frequency was extremely fast, carrying a kind of enraged madness.

A line of cold text slowly appeared on the screen.

Group admin: "You little brat, how dare you be so insolent here!"

Group Owner: "In my 'Netherworld Realm,' you're courting death!"

Before he finished speaking, a chilling power several times stronger than before suddenly burst out of the phone!

That power was chilling and bone-piercing, carrying a strong aura of death and decay. It was no longer an invisible pressure, but had transformed into visible black mist, which began to seep out from the phone's earpiece.

"puff!"

A soft sound.

The calming talisman that Zhang Chen had just stuck to the side of his phone didn't even last a second before it spontaneously combusted, turning into a small clump of black ash that drifted into the air.

Zhu Jun's body jolted violently.

That chilling cold that could freeze one's soul enveloped him once more. He felt as if he had been thrown naked into the depths of an icy lake in the dead of winter, his blood freezing.

His teeth began to chatter uncontrollably, making a "clucking" sound.

"Damn it! I didn't say that, why the hell are you going to go find... go find him!"

"Sizzle—sizzle—"

The phone screen flickered wildly again, but this time it wasn't just random gibberish.

On the screen, distorted, pained, and silently screaming faces flash by against a backdrop of chaotic blocks of crimson and black.

The phone's temperature soared, as if it were about to explode at any moment.

The group admin clearly wanted to repeat his old tricks; he wanted to use this method to completely destroy Zhu Jun's phone, and even his spirit.

However, just as that black aura of death was about to completely invade the core of the phone's system, a sudden change occurred!

Zhu Jun's newly gilded "SVIP" account seemed to have some kind of strange "protective" effect.

A faint, almost imperceptible golden glow flowed across the QQ interface.

The surging black mist and screaming faces crashed against this layer of golden light, just like waves crashing against an unbreakable dam, instantly dissipating into nothingness.

The malevolent energy, powerful enough to ignite Taoist talismans, struck the QQ interface, but was firmly blocked by an invisible golden barrier, unable to penetrate any further.

It's as if a voice is proclaiming: Within this application, the right of interpretation belongs to the Super Member.

Noticing these details, Wang Xiaoer grinned.

He felt great.

He discovered that after becoming a VIP annual fee SVIP, his account interface changed.

He noticed that a shiny gold option had suddenly appeared in the upper right corner of the group chat window.

[Group forced to mute for ten minutes]

Wang Xiaoer's eyes lit up.

He clicked on the feature without hesitation.

A pop-up window appeared, asking for a reason for the ban.

Wang Xiaoer thought for a moment, then a sincere and honest smile appeared on his face as his fingers flew across the keyboard.

He typed: "The group owner's thinking is too outdated. Send him to the 'little black room' for some 'learning'."

Then, he pressed the "OK" button heavily.

next second.

"bite--"

A system message appeared unequivocally in the center of the group chat.

[This group has implemented a complete mute policy. Reason for mute: The group admin's thinking is too outdated; he's been sent to the "little black room" for a lesson.]

Immediately afterwards, in the group member list, from top to bottom, a bright red circular mute icon with a slanted bar appeared next to the avatar of each member.

That same logo appeared next to the pure black memorial tablet portrait.

The group admin has also been banned from speaking.

The black memorial tablet image started flashing wildly, more than ten times faster than before, almost becoming a blur.

It's clear that it's frantically trying to speak and regain control.

No matter how hard it struggled, no new characters appeared on the chat interface except for that system message.

It, a mysterious creature that has existed for countless years, a terrifying entity that has established the "Netherworld Realm" on the internet, was banned by a living person using QQ's built-in rules!

The chilling atmosphere within the firm vanished the moment the silencing took effect.

Zhu Jun's phone screen returned to normal, and the temperature dropped.

The world is peaceful again.

A-Yue watched in disbelief. She moved closer to Wang Xiaoer, staring incredulously at the red mute icon on his phone screen, then glanced at Wang Xiaoer, who remained completely nonchalant.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with shock, and she couldn't help but murmur to herself:

"What... what kind of operation is this?"

She thought for a long time before finding something to compare it to.

"Even more powerful than my 'silence'!"

Her "silence" was achieved by using powerful mental energy in conjunction with a curse to forcibly seal the throat and soul of the other party, preventing them from making a sound.

But Wang Xiaoer is completely unreasonable.

This is a dimensional reduction attack at the rule level.

Zhu Jun slowly recovered from his frozen state. He looked at the memorial tablet avatar that was flashing wildly but couldn't utter a single word, then looked at Wang Xiaoer, his eyes filled with the bewilderment of someone who had survived a disaster.

"Brother Wang... Brother Wang..."

His lips trembled, and after a long while, he managed to utter a single sentence.

"This SVIP membership was totally worth it!"

Zhang Chen leaned back on the sofa and let out a long breath.

Looking at this absurd scene before him, he was at a loss for words, and finally, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up in a smile.

Using the product logic of the Internet to deal with a powerful entity in the field of metaphysics.

This is all thanks to Song Wen.

If he hadn't given them a heads-up beforehand, they probably wouldn't have thought of such a method.

However, Wang Xiaoer did not stop after banning the group owner.

He stared at the memorial tablet image on the screen, which was still flashing, and his expression turned serious.

He turned to Zhu Jun, who had just recovered, and said seriously, "Fatty, just silencing him isn't enough; we need to take the initiative."

Zhu Jun jumped, then nodded quickly: "Brother Wang, you mean, our offense and defense have switched?"

Wang Xiaoer chuckled, pointed to his gleaming SVIP avatar, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Use your skills to change both of our QQ avatars!"

Zhu Jun was taken aback: "Change? Change it to what?"

A sacred and solemn light appeared on Wang Xiaoer's face.

"Let's change it to... those twenty-four big characters!"