The statents made by Professional Scene Setup 2.0 are well-founded and logically clear.
The viewers in the livestream room were swaying back and forth once again.
"To be honest, both sides’ explanations are pretty absurd. But comparing the two, I still believe in science. Really, we’ve all had at least nine years of compulsory education, do you believe in technological advancent or tales of spirits and ghosts?"
"Exactly, now the script feels so real, a whole set of high-tech involvent, and yet so many of us water friends actually believed such an absurd thing. It’s terrifying!"
Seeing the so-called professional speak up, Ning An shook his head.
Who could have thought?
Before, Aluf played with scene setup so skillfully.
Coupled with the coincidence of the teorite falling on soone, injuring only one part.
Honestly speaking, if Ning An hadn’t used the system in advance and mixed with the water friends, he would have eight or nine tis out of ten believed in the person with the professional scene setup.
"Look, why isn’t the strear speaking?"
"It’s over, it’s over, is Brother Sect Leader’s reputation about to collapse?"
"I always said to believe in science. If this isn’t a script, I’ll eat shit live. Where does this taphysics co from!"
"What are you barking for? Brother Sect Leader hasn’t spoken yet, be careful he slaps your face!"
The barrage erupted in chaos again, and many people suspiciously chose 2.0.
2.0 seized the opportunity to continue firing:
"Strear, the scripts from these days are just hype, aren’t they?"
"Also found professional people for scene setup, just relying on a few hype events, gained millions of followers, you’ve really got sothing!"
He released two screenshots showing the follower count comparison of Ning An before and after the broadcast.
"I know you won’t admit it, but sorry, when Aluf approached back then, I kept a backup copy."
Then, a video link request ca through, and Ning An directly clicked to confirm.
He wasn’t in a hurry, he was actually more curious.
What kind of shady things did Aluf do before that fragnted his Life Chart like that.
During the live link, a middle-aged man with stubble appeared, and then he turned the cara toward the computer screen.
"Hello everyone, my na is Wang Daliu. You can also follow my hopage; I broadcast live every night at 9:30."
"Pah! So, it’s just soone riding the coattails for traffic again."
"You say our Brother Sect Leader is hyping, what about you, shaless."
"Jealousy monster, just can’t stand seeing others succeed."
The stubble man glanced at the comnts and laughed heartily.
"I get paid tens of thousands per deal with these internet celebrity bloggers. Do I need such hype for money?"
"My loyal fans know just how lucrative my field is; I am very professional. It’s only for people like Aluf who lack integrity that I feel compelled to expose them."
After saying that, the stubble man didn’t waste words and directly played a video.
In the video, it was Aluf.
Due to the low shooting angle and the overcast weather, his face couldn’t be seen, only his furious scolding could be heard:
"You with this soaked car, asked you to co over and play a scene with and just scratched the skin of this piece of junk, and you dare to ask for five hundred?"
The person opposite Aluf was a young man, who only lowered his head and stubbornly said:
"My car isn’t worth much, but I just looked, the central axis and the car..."
Before he could finish, he got a hard slap, and two bills were thrown onto the ground.
The image gradually blurred, leaving only Aluf’s arrogant, cold laugh:
"Only two hundred, not satisfied? Go ahead and sue . Don’t bla for not warning you, can your family afford it, haha."
The car splashed through a puddle, spraying waves, leaving the young man standing dazed and somber.
At this point, the video abruptly ended.
And in the folder nad after Aluf, there were still seven similar videos!
In the two livestream rooms, there was another layer of silence.
Nurous water friends who idolized Aluf as a life ntor could feel their hearts pounding, their hands and feet cold, ears buzzing.
Impossible!
This is impossible...
A mont later, the barrage erupted in chaos.
"The fake-exposing strear set out to expose fake scripts, only to be exposed for using scripts themselves?"
"How dare he? No wonder the Daoist Master said his virtuous conduct was lacking; this is clearly not sothing a human would do."
"I say, Brother Sect Leader is just too kind-hearted. If it were , I’d throw a stone at his head tonight."
Seeing other comnts, Ning An wasn’t bothered much.
But seeing the comnt about throwing a stone at his head, Ning An couldn’t help but twitch his eyelids.
"Ladies and gentlen, please believe in science. I don’t have any otherworldly thods; if I did, you wouldn’t be seeing here now."
The stubble man also laughed along, but his words remained firm:
"Right, there really is nothing like taphysics in this world. The so-called wish-expressing spirit is nothing more than a pre-arranged scene setup. When the timing is right, even the president of the U Country could be part of the scene."
The water friends in front of the barrage were also disoriented at this mont.
"Now, is there a kind soul who can tell whom I should believe?"
"I don’t know, but I feel science is a bit more reliable, otherwise..."
"Hmph, a bunch of flip-floppers, no confidence in Brother Sect Leader at all! Whether it is or not, can’t we just take a look?"
Exactly!
The netizens suddenly felt enlightened.
Whether it’s a script or not, it’s just a matter of verification!
After all, no one would actually stab themselves for traffic, right?
"Daoist Master, go over and take a look, just a look."
"Brother Sect Leader, go over and show them, and completely crush these heretics!"
Seeing the livestream room filled with "take a look," Ning An couldn’t help but laugh like a pig.
Even with just one look, presumably, Aluf would be trending for the next two months.
The wishes of the majority are hard to go against.
Besides, Ning An had no particular fondness for such arrogant people.
Imdiately.
Ning An perford a Daoist bow, his expression benevolent as the goddess of the lamp:
"It is said that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. I’m going over to check; if this layperson is unhard, then it’s a good deed."
After speaking, he strode forward.
That day beca one Aluf never wished to recall in his lifeti.
"Holy shit! It’s really...gone. Damn it!"
"Looking at the damage, it really wasn’t a sharp cut, it truly was smashed by a teorite!"
"Daoist Master, bring the cara closer, I’m a doctor, I need to examine the wound closely to avoid secondary injury."
...
By the ti Aluf ca to, he was already on an ambulance.
His face was ashen, steam rising from his clothes, his whole body reeked of burnt sll.
The mont he opened his eyes, his previously charred black body suddenly showed a patch of white.
But before he could say a word, the intense pain below left him shocked. He stared blankly, looking at the empty pants.
Tears welled up in his eyes instantly, his voice hoarse and sharp:
"Oh, heavens... what sin did I commit... why... with no descendants, my Duan family..."
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