Chapter 1759
1759 A Fierce Storm
The citizens of Dragon City did not have to wait for long.
In just a few minutes, before Meng Chao could even finish telling his story, hundreds of articles with rich details, vivid descriptions, and extravagant descriptions appeared in all the major media outlets, forums, and instant chat software like a tide.
The titles of these articles were mostly along the lines of “This Earthling is too ferocious.”
That was the style.
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As for the content, it was mostly “Pay attention, this man’s name is Meng Chao. He’s currently surrounded by the three orc elites of Picturesque Orchid Lake: The Lion King, Horn of Destruction, the Tiger King, Berserk Blade, and the Wolf King, the Demonic Doomsday Wolf!”
That was the style.
In short, it was deliberately mystifying, sensational, and extremely exaggerated.
In the beginning, many ordinary citizens scoffed at it, thinking that the lousy articles were fake and eye-catching news created by gossip reporters and tabloid writers who were good at riding on hot topics and stirring up popularity.
It would be considered good enough if there was a punctuation mark in ten sentences.
The reason was simple. Before Meng Chao could finish speaking, all kinds of gossip had gushed out like a flood.
On top of the content not being real, even the writers might not be real people. It was most likely garbage that was automatically generated by a computer program.
However, after reading ten lines at a glance for half a minute, many ordinary citizens realized that this “fake news” was not ordinary.
It was true that they were written in the same style as before, full of irresponsible gimmicks, flattery that tested one’s intelligence, and dramatic twists.
According to the descriptions in the articles, Meng Chao had practically become a divine soldier who had descended from the heavens and swept through Picturesque Orchid Lake. Not only did the rat people’s Volunteer Army worship him, but he even toyed with the strongest beast in his hands.
However, under the seemingly frivolous brush and ink, there were many details. They matched the easily verifiable information that Meng Chao had just described. It also involved Dragon City’s life and death.
It was hard to imagine that an ignorant tabloid reporter and unscrupulous media person, who only wanted to make a living, had such great skills and courage to fabricate all this.
Moreover, there were also pictures.
A large number of pictures similar to sketches depicted a large number of scenes in Picturesque Orchid Lake like a camera although they were not good from an artistic perspective.
The magnificent Black-corner City…
The arena that was filled with blood and glory…
An iron-blooded army that stretched for dozens of miles and was made up of all kinds of strange-looking orc warriors… They were all wearing totem armor, and their fighting spirit condensed into smoke pillars, piercing into the sky like spears.
Of course, there was also the ever-changing Turan Holy Mountain, as well as the Holy Mountain Temple that contained the ultimate mystery from the other side of the sea of stars.
All of the above, the details observed at close range, and even the internal structure of the holographic scan…
None of these things could be fabricated by a tabloid reporter in just a few minutes.
“So, this is the true form of Picturesque Orchid Lake!”
Before the words and pictures that could prove each other and form a chain of evidence, more and more ordinary citizens, as well as experts and scholars, gradually let go of their doubts.
On one hand, the explosive appearance of the massive amount of information managed to describe the Turan civilization’s overall appearance in a clearer and more detailed manner.
On the other, it implanted the impression that Meng Chao was someone who had dominated Picturesque Orchid Lake in the people’s hearts.
It was naturally all thanks to Ai Lei.
“We’re rich, we’re rich! We’re really rich this time!”
This tabloid reporter, who had been involved in the whirlpool of death because she interviewed Shen Yulin, the person in charge of Universe Corporation’s Red Creek Project, was still dizzy. She had yet to awaken from the ups and downs of traveling between hell and heaven.
Her eyes were bright, and her face was red. Her whole body was like an electric furnace that was emitting hot air. She even trembled as if she had malaria.
Despite that, her fingers turned into a cluster of gray mist, ravaging the keyboard in a storm of tapping noises.
Not only had she produced sensational “breaking news” one after another at the speed of quicksilver, but she had also produced plenty of shocking news.
She even ordered her friends—all the most famous, unbounded, eager-for-success, and self-publishing people who knew how to attract attention—to go all out and boast about Meng Chao’s legendary experience in Picturesque Orchid Lake.
Even though the output was great, the job was not too difficult.
She was holding a data chip that contained a huge amount of information from Meng Chao himself.
The information and pictures within were simply an armory full of ammunition, which could blow the entire Dragon City up into the sky!
Even though AI Lei had just discovered Meng Chao’s identity.
However, her mysterious and omnipotent savior had told her a few days ago to contact all the writers and social media people who valued money as much as their lives, had no bottom line, and knew how to attract attention and ignite controversial topics. His goal was to occupy the hot topic rankings of all the hot forums and major social media in Dragon City within ten minutes and set off a storm of public opinion that would sweep the entire city!
At that time, Ai Lei appeared conflicted. She told her savior that there was no problem in attracting attention and creating a trending topic, but was it not too much of a rush to occupy all the rankings in ten minutes?
However, her savior waved his hand and said the most domineering, arrogant, and blood-boiling sentence in the world, “Money is not a problem!”
If money was not an issue, there would really be no problem.
Besides, Meng Chao was a very understanding person.
In addition to providing a large amount of core information and sufficient publicity funds, he respected the creative freedom of Ai Lei and others. He only hoped that they would grasp two principles.
First, the Turan orcs had a unique view of death and a sense of honor. It would be difficult for them to submit to the war threats of Dragon City’s people. It might even have the opposite effect, causing them to shift their target from the Land of Holy Light to Dragon City and fight a grand “battle of honor” with the city’s people. In the end, apart from suffering losses on both sides, the Dragon City civilization would not gain anything.
Second, the Holy Light faction, which occupied the most fertile central land in the Other World was a race of mainly blonde-haired, blue-eyed, and white-skinned people. They were fanatical believers of the Holy Light.
In their eyes, the black-haired, black-eyed, tanned people of Dragon City who lived in the southern part of the continent, which was more “remote” than where the Turan orcs lived, were definitely not civilized. They were just like the Turan orcs, barbarians who needed to be educated and even purified.
In the past ten thousand years, the most thorough “purification” in the Other World had undoubtedly been done by blades and flames.
They thought that since they and the Holy Light faction were “humans,” they could rashly start a war with the Turan orcs. However, it was a standard example of being snubbed despite showing “good” intentions.
As long as they did not go against these two principles and added all the information Meng Chao provided to the story, the tabloid reporters, unscrupulous writers, and money-hungry independent media could do whatever they wanted with the story and details.