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Chapter 139. The Deification of Public Opinion
"Tick..."

In a dark basement in a certain city, countless electronic displays flickered with a cold blue light in the darkness, server indicator lights flashed erratically, and the subtle hum of the host machine was particularly clear in the enclosed space.

In this electronic maze built of data and code, a girl in light purple pajamas is surrounded.

Her pajamas were printed with a large cartoon Milo pattern, the dark purple pattern shimmering slightly under the screen light.

The girl's eyelids were half-closed, and the lenses of the frameless glasses perched on her nose gleamed with a heavy gleam.

Her slender fingers tapped the keyboard unconsciously, until—

[System notification: Sword Master requests to add you as a friend.]

A sudden dialog box popped up on the central screen, and the blinding white light made her sleepy eyes squint slightly.

The girl pushed up her glasses, lazily stretched out her fingers, and a sly smile curved her lips:

"It had to be me. The one I sent out was indeed explosive enough to attract the attention of the Sword Master."

On the side screen, the holographic projection of the white-haired boy in the raincoat tilted slightly, his brows furrowed beneath his rain hat:
“Your Excellency, if Father finds out that you hacked into his database and stole the list of fake accounts, he will definitely be furious.”

"Ah……"

The girl smiled slightly, calmly interrupting it, and tapped her fingertips heavily on the keyboard:
"He messaged me first asking for my help. I've already been generous by not charging him anything, and he still dares to hold a grudge against me?"

She casually scrolled through the friend requests she had just accepted:
"Besides, I'm not interested in his client information. I'm just using his celebrity status to make the buzz rise faster, so that this lawless outlaw doesn't actually die in the contaminated area."

Before she finished speaking, her fingers flew across the keyboard, and a black terminal window instantly appeared on the right side of the screen. A dense stream of data poured down like a waterfall.

"Wow, this kid's network of connections is quite interesting."

The girl laughed as she saw the rapidly scrolling list of IDs reflected in her glasses.
"The core members of the Fool's Society are all listed in his contacts?"

She slammed down the Enter key, her eyes gleaming with excitement:
With the Sword Master and the Great Emperor as living advertisements, it's hard for this hype not to explode.

The super AI asked on the side screen:
"If the heat explodes, will Father gain power and escape from the contaminated area?"

"of course."

The girl said as she typed on the keyboard:
"He is an agent of God, and like God, he can transform the power of faith into power."

"And my talent for public opinion makes it easiest to gain faith and I'm best at 'creating gods'."

……

At that moment, in the conference room of the Dawn Base, Jiang Jianxin saw that the newly added journalist had accepted her friend request.

The other party's WeChat profile picture is a silhouette of an anime boy with his hands in his pockets facing the sea. The main colors are blue and black, which looks very cool and stylish.

Since it hadn't spoken yet, Jiang Jianxin opened the News Homepage and took a look.

This person's gender is marked as male, the background is a gray-black sea, and the signature is just a cold sentence:
Public opinion can create idols, making it difficult to distinguish truth from falsehood.

"Buzz..."

My phone vibrated; it was a message from a journalist:

[Journalist]: Hello, Sword Master.

Jiang Jianxin frowned, a flood of questions rushing through his mind, but in the end he only typed:
[Jiang Jianxin]: May I ask what specific matter we need to discuss in detail?
The journalist responded quickly this time and spoke very politely and courteously.

[Journalist]: First of all, I apologize for what I just said. I gave you a fake number in order to attract your attention and get you to add me.

[Journalist]: I will keep this confidential for you, and I hope you won't mind.

Jiang Jianxin: ? ? ?

[Jiang Jianxin]: So what exactly do you want from me?

[Journalist]: Here's the thing, Mr. Wen entered a polluted area and encountered some unexpected problems, so he sent me a message asking for help. [Journalist]: So I've carefully crafted a sensational news story, hoping you can share and like it to help generate buzz and save Mr. Wen.

[Journalist]: I specifically contacted you because you are a fake account customer of Wenyu, and after-sales service has not yet been fulfilled. The account itself also needs regular maintenance. If it really dies in the contaminated area, it will also be a loss for you.

Jiang Jianxin touched his chin.

The journalist's analysis of the stakes was very clear; if Wen Yu were in any danger, she would indeed lend a helping hand.

—She simply couldn't think of any connection between saving a person and breaking news.

[Jiang Jianxin]: Can Wenyu be saved simply by increasing news coverage?
[Journalist]: Yes, I know you're wondering, but it's related to my abilities, and I'm sorry I can't disclose that.

[Journalist]: But I can tell you definitively that if the hype intensifies, I can guarantee that Mr. Wen will survive.

The journalist spoke with such certainty, and considering that Wen Yu had also mentioned the journalist in their previous conversation, the two must be very good friends.

Jiang Jianxin believed it, but she still needed to check the specific news.

[Jiang Jianxin]: Send me the news articles you want to share and like first, then I'll take a look.

[Journalist]: [Link] Please see below.

Jiang Jianxin opened the link the journalist had given her and saw a line of sensational news text on the pop-up webpage.

[Shocking! Outlaw suspected of homosexuality! Witnesses spotted him engaging in group sex late at night in a hotel room!]

Jiang Jian first imagined the lazy and thin image of the fathead fish youth in his mind, and then thought of the term "group sex".

Ok……

—As expected of a journalist, his writing is indeed insightful.

Drawn by the title, she couldn't help but read on.

It's clear that the journalist meticulously crafted the story; the entire news article is over two thousand words long, detailing when the "outlaw" booked the hotel room, with whom he booked it, and for how long.

There are even blurry, atmospheric accompanying images that entice people to keep looking.

Jiang Jianxin read the entire article with great interest, while the journalist waited patiently throughout.

[Jiang Jianxin]: I've finished reading it. It's indeed quite explosive, but... won't Boss Wen's face turn pale when he comes out?
[Journalist]: What he posts is just a matter of lifting a finger, like me spreading rumors. His internet cleanup is also just a matter of lifting a finger.

Jiang Jianxin then remembered that it was Wen Yu who had dealt with the situation when A Yu's indecent photos were spread all over the internet.

In the fight against pornography and illegal publications and the spread of rumors, journalists are the lawless outlaws, while Wen Yu is a genuine cybersecurity guardian.

She clicked her tongue twice.

After learning about the news, Jiang Jianxin did not hesitate and immediately forwarded and liked the post on the Ping An Forum.

Because forwarding automatically redirects to the forum homepage, Jiang Jianxin refreshed the forum and found that Christine and Xie Yan had forwarded the post.

[Mysterious Schoolgirl]: [Shocking! Outlaw suspected of homosexuality! Witnesses spotted her engaging in group sex in a hotel late at night!]

[The Uncrowned King]: [Shocking! Outlaw suspected of homosexuality! Witnesses spotted him engaging in group sex late at night in a hotel room!]

[Sword Master]: [Shocking! Outlaw suspected of homosexuality! Witnesses spotted him engaging in group sex in a hotel room late at night!]

……

Jiang Jianxin looked at this row and for some reason found it inexplicably funny.

The instant the three people simultaneously retweeted, a new trending topic appeared on the hot list:

[Shocking! A lawless scoundrel with homosexual tendencies engages in group sex! Day and night!]