Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Yan Huan quickly typed a reply.

[Who can they hire to be the real me?]

[But it's only foolish not to make money! They're absolutely right, I'm going to Topana to make some money too!]

[What?! President, you're really going to make dirty money off the company?! Won't that ruin Luca's reputation?!]

[It's okay, he loves his fans the most.]

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"Sigh." Camille sighed as she listened to the overwhelming cursing outside the door.

"I won by my own strength, but why... why did things turn out like this?"

Luca also read aloud the comments from netizens about himself on the tactics board, which were being converted from text to speech.

"Huh? Why are there people online saying that Yalilo is a dead planet?"

"Aren't the people in Kobe City living just fine?"

"They also said I was an illegal immigrant using a false identity...? This is different from what I just heard at the competition. I legitimately entered the Immortal Ship through the Tianbo Customs."

"And some people are saying I'm from the Annihilation Gang?"

Hearing this, Luca couldn't help but turn around and ask Yan Huan, who was busy preparing the goods:

"Mr. Executive Officer, what does the Annihilation Gang do?"

"Doing charity work."

Yan Huan replied without even looking at the screen, "They're always keen on contributing to the universe's happiness index."

“That’s quite filial,” Luca laughed.

"Once everything gets better, I want to join the Annihilation Gang."

“No, if you say you’re a member of the Annihilation Gang on social media right now, I can make even more money.”

"Really? This will win over more netizens?"

"Correct."

"But I haven't joined the Annihilation Gang yet... It's not right to lie."

"If I say you are you, then you are!"

"You are now not only a member of the Annihilation Gang, but also a general under the Extinction Army. You have invaded thirty million planets, dug up the tombs of star gods, and assassinated Akivili..."

"..."

"This isn't right."

Camille stared at her phone again and said:

"There are also comments saying that Luca's hand was chopped off by the Immortal Boat Swordsman, which is why he got his current prosthetic limb and is specifically targeting Luo Fu's players to suppress them!"

"Huh? Is that really what you mean?"

Luca scratched his head.

"But they have a problem with me. Why don't they tell me to my face? They're right outside the door..."

"Now that I'm closer to the door, I can hear lots of kind words and concern."

Upon hearing this, Camille calmed down and listened quietly to the warm greetings from outside the door.

'You idiot Luka, I'll f*** your whole family!!'

'Something without wood!'

'Those who take bribes don't deserve to live!'

"..."

"So, the person who's been suffering the most in this room is actually me?" Camille pointed to herself and tilted her head.

“Mr. Yan Huan, Luca, please stop doing this... public opinion is ultimately not good.”

Camille earnestly advised:

"Is it really okay for fans who genuinely support Luka to be attacked by others just for making a couple of comments online?"

"Luca had finally managed to build up a fanbase thanks to his previous winning streak..."

"It hasn't even had a chance to warm up yet, and it's about to be sprayed away."

"Even if it's just for their sake, we should still make a statement."

"Huh? My fans were insulted?" Luca was quite surprised. "Wait, I still have fans?"

“Of course there are, though not many,” Camille replied.

"Why are they insulting my fans?" Luca was puzzled.

"Didn't I win the match? I'm clearly the winner."

"Back in my hometown, the winner's fans are all so smug."

“It’s different.” Camille shook her head.

"Outside of the competition, especially online, not everyone is happy for the winner."

"After all, being constantly victorious is seen as arrogance by some people."

"But that doesn't mean everyone wants to see you fail, Mr. Luca!"

“As I just said, your true supporters are defending you.”

"Online, unfriendly voices always sound particularly loud and harsh, making the voices that support you seem insignificant."

"For example, Ms. Gui Naifen is currently using a secondary account to passionately argue with those people on social media."

"Even if it's just for her sake, we have to do something."

"That's right!"

Yan Huan tied up a headscarf that read 'Die, Luca!' and was filled with righteous indignation.

"Don't worry, I'll split the money with them afterwards!"

"This isn't about money...!"

As Carmel and Yan Huan argued, the sounds outside the door gradually subsided.

In the end, it vanished into nothingness.

A large number of Cloud Riders and company guards were stationed in the corridor of the players' lounge, temporarily quelling the chaos.

Chapter 993 The Wind Is Turning Wrong

"As expected of [Iron Arm Luca], I didn't expect you to not only take the punch from your opponent, but also withstand this wave of public opinion."

Toppa opened the door, revealing a faint smile.

"?"

Yan Huan stopped arguing with Camille and couldn't help but look towards the door.

Apart from Toppa and the army, all the other tourists had disappeared.

"Damn it, where did you put all my clients?!"

"Ah, it's Miss Topa, welcome!" Camille quickly clenched her small hand and greeted her politely.

"Kamelli, Mr. Yan Huan, and Luca, hello there, I've just come to visit."

Ignoring Yan Huan's shouts and curses, Toppa walked past him and casually ripped off Yan Huan's headscarf.

"This kind of thing shouldn't be in this room."

"You've come at the perfect time! We're looking to get an endorsement deal!" Yan Huan raised her hands, her eyes burning with enthusiasm.

"This way, the enthusiasm of netizens will reach new heights!"

"When the time comes, as Luca's coach, I'll take the lead in exposing all his shameful past deeds and sever all ties with him at lightning speed! Won't fans flock to me?"

“But wouldn’t that confirm the rumors about the company and Luca online?” Topa tilted his head.

"Mr. Yan Huan, are you willing to sacrifice us for your great cause?"

“Under these circumstances, I’m unlikely to get away with anything good if I establish a business relationship with you.”

"If netizens see Luca doing live-streaming sales at the company again, that would be a real problem."

"Oh, then let's go."

Yan Huan opened the door and saw the guest out, gesturing for Toppa to enter.

"Don't be so anxious."

Topa remained unmoved.

She smiled faintly and said:

"I'm here to deliver an invitation."

"Taking advantage of the martial arts ceremony, the company plans to hold a small product launch event on this Jingfeng warship."

"It would be a great honor to have you all here."

"Oh? An invitation?" Yan Huan became interested.

"Doesn't that still show we have a good relationship? Netizens can still criticize us to their heart's content."

He walked over to Toppa, snatched back the 'Die, Luca!' turban, tied it back up, and exclaimed triumphantly:

Let's start the activity now!

"Mr. Yan Huan, please don't eat so rudely..."

Topa was somewhat speechless.

"Being black and red is not a good path. In the future, haters will throw eggs at the path you are pioneering."