bacchusnovels Chapter 233 How many divisions do they have?
Chapter 233 How many divisions do they have?
Ye Feng flew swiftly.
He was genuinely worried about the situation in Kyoto.
Just then, Vivian's voice came.
"Master, we've detected some comments that aren't very friendly to you. Should I clean them up?"
Ye Feng was taken aback.
Vivian then recounted some of the online discussions about Ye Feng.
Ye Feng was somewhat bewildered.
He had heard the saying that the dragon slayer would become the dragon himself.
But haven't I just become a dragon-slaying hero?
What? Not even a day has passed? And you've already become a dragon in other people's eyes?
This reversal happened way too fast!
"Clean up? Ban those big V accounts? Delete those articles? Wouldn't that just confirm people's accusations of me being a dictator?"
Vivian remained silent.
"Don't worry about them. Once I get to Kyoto, I'll have a way to deal with them."
"Let them jump around for a while."
"Vivian, could you hack into these websites and platforms? Let's see if it's an organized effort or just the spontaneous actions of the people of Great Xia."
Ye Feng opened his phone and quickly browsed through the trending topics and comments.
Then he laughed.
He had just finished a war, so it was understandable that no one was singing his praises.
Someone actually started eyeing his god-level warships and war golems?
Are those people really that impatient?
Are you in such a hurry to jump out and prepare to cut the cake?
Is there any need to be in such a hurry to die?
The writing style of those influential figures, the order of those trending topics, and the rhythm of those online trolls' posts are clearly organized and premeditated.
They are trying to win over public opinion and morally blackmail him into handing over the god-level warships and war puppets.
The forces behind this are not simple.
They actually used public opinion and money to kill people.
Who knows how many martial gods and how many divisions are behind them?
Ye Feng was no longer in a hurry.
He took out the private spaceship that Silver Moon had given him directly from his spatial ring.
He sat in the spaceship, leisurely drinking cola and eating steak.
The day's series of battles had already left him physically and mentally exhausted, and now this ridiculous incident of the kitchen collapsing had occurred.
How could I possibly be the kind of person who would be discarded after the hunt?
Do they think my god-class warship is just for show?
Do you think the sixteen martial gods of my Shanhe Prefecture are just for show?
Do you think Ye Feng can't lift a knife anymore?
Just then, the commander of the Kyoto Military District called.
"Ye Feng! Have you seen the information online? Someone is trying to smear you." Commander Zhao's voice was filled with urgency and concern.
He was genuinely afraid that Ye Feng, young and impetuous, might do something outrageous.
"Ye Feng! Don't worry, Director Qin and I will give you an explanation for this matter."
"Director Qin and I will always believe in you."
Ye Feng leaned back in his chair, watching the clouds rushing past the window.
He almost laughed out of anger at those words.
These two old gentlemen are really interesting.
Sigh! I can only say that soldiers are really not suited for politics.
These two have already fallen into the enemy's trap without even realizing it.
Why is it so urgent to find the person behind this?
Why should one prove their innocence when something like this happens?
Am I supposed to cut open my stomach to prove that I only ate one bowl of noodles?
Am I supposed to hand over my god-level warships and war puppets to prove I'm not a dictator?
"Interesting. I'm fighting tooth and nail on the front lines, and some people are jumping out to try and take a slice of the pie."
"They're trying to use public opinion and sentiment to morally blackmail me. They're trying to shackle me and control me," he muttered to himself. His voice wasn't loud, but Commander Zhao and Director Qin across from him heard him.
"But it's good, it's a good opportunity to see who else is hiding in the shadows trying to reap the benefits."
"Today I slaughtered hundreds of thousands of alien troops! But I haven't yet cleansed the cancerous tumors within the Great Xia!"
He ignored the reactions of the two towering pillars of the Great Xia Dynasty on the other end of the communicator.
Hang up directly.
Then he picked up his phone and sent a message to Cao Keyuan.
"Don't rush to show yourself, and don't get angry. Let the bullets fly for a while longer."
Cao Keyuan replied quickly: "Received."
Ye Feng put his phone away and closed his eyes again. Vivian's voice came through the communicator again.
"Master, I have locked down the accounts that posted the articles and those that actively participated in the comments section."
"They are all from the same IP address, so it can be confirmed that they are paid trolls."
"And the platforms and video websites behind the promotion of these articles are probably these online platforms."
Ye Feng thought for a moment.
"Don't alert them yet. You just need to keep them under control; you're an expert in online matters."
Vivian chuckled: "Master, don't worry! I'm like a god on the internet. I have complete control over all those people's assets, bank accounts, and other information."
"I also have all the information behind the scenes."
"I pulled their underwear off."
Ye Feng couldn't help but be curious.
He wasn't curious about Vivian's abilities.
Vivian is a god-level AI; in the face of the simple network security of Great Xia, it's like a dimensional reduction attack.
She said that if someone is a god on the internet, then they are a god on the internet.
He's just curious about who's behind all this.
"Send me their information! And their strength and influence."
"I'd like to see just how many martial gods they have! How dare they be so arrogant."
Then he saw the information about Fatty Qian, Zhou Renyi, and three others.
He was taken aback.
Has the world gone mad?
How could a force or alliance that can't even produce a single Martial God possibly attempt to shackle and control a super strong individual?
Are their brains full of shit?
Don't they know that force is the foundation of power?
"Interesting! This is really interesting!"
Then he saw what these people had done.
It completely shattered his worldview.
What Lolita Island! What Hainan Rendez-Vous! What treason!
It's child's play compared to theirs.
Wang Zun was practically a model student in their eyes.
"These people deserve to die! It turns out that the Great Xia Dynasty has been in decline for so many years because of them."
Let's take just one example.
They actually dared to take the Great Xia's Great Dao Fruit and sell it to other races.
It is said that there were not just one or two, but as many as ten in total.
"No wonder the number of Martial Gods advancing in Great Xia has been so small in recent years. It turns out that the Great Dao Fruits have all been sold off."
"No wonder the vampire clan has produced sixteen martial gods in just ten years; it turns out they obtained the Great Dao Fruit from the Great Xia Dynasty."
"This is outrageous! These parasites deserve to be killed to vent our anger."
He then packaged these materials and sent them to Commander Zhao and Director Qin.
He closed his eyes again, and his breathing gradually calmed down.
A faint smile still lingered at the corners of his mouth.
Those people thought they were safe by hiding in the shadows, but little did they know that Ye Feng already knew all their secrets and dark histories.
"Then let you jump out and bounce around for a while."
"So that when I kill you all later! No plot twist. Dear readers, you won't be satisfied."