Chapter 120: Mob Mentality (4)

Chris activated his spiritual vision, a skill that allowed him to determine if a person or object posed a threat to him.

There was a yellow aura around the girl, indicating a moderate threat but nothing fatal.

"Go."

With a snap of his fingers, Chris summoned an evil spirit to follow the girl, while he continued to enjoy his meal in the cafeteria.

Five minutes later, he received a signal from the spirit.

A vision of the girl typing at the edge of her bed appeared before Chris. She intended to post a small post on the University forum, accusing him of something.

"So this is what they test in the Public Opinion Exam? It's too simple. Why not just eliminate those who spread rumors?"

While Chris' evil spirit wasn't mature enough to kill, it could induce hallucinations in ordinary people with weaker mental strength.

Suddenly...

As the rumor-spreading girl typed, she felt moisture in her palm. When she looked down, her phone case was oozing blood.

"Ahhh!"

She screamed and dropped her phone.

Feeling a cold sensation at her ankle, she looked down to see a bloody hand gripping her tightly.

"There's a ghost! Stay away!"

She kicked the hand away and ran towards the door. But in her panic, she mistakenly opened the window of her dormitory.

Bang!

With a loud crash, she fell headfirst to the ground below, blood spattering everywhere.

Chris reopened his eyes to find his pen was hot to the touch. Checking it, he saw a third of its ink had been consumed.

Then, he heard the invigilator's announcement.

"Eliminating those who raise issues instead of addressing the issues themselves: Emotionality: 2 points, Rationality: 8 points."

"Tch!" Chris sneered, "Emotions? It's just some meaningless moral restraint. Fucking Virtue preachers. Thanks to them, I didn't get the item reward."

Shaking his head, Chris promptly left the examination hall.

...

In the real world.

Chris used his talent to kill the girl who spread rumors about him. Although he scored a high rationality score of 8 points, his emotionality score was just 2.

However, the comments from the Lighthouse Country's live stream were in full celebration.

"Good kill! That's what she deserved!"

"Chris is the hope of Lighthouse Country!"

"Look at the others, they don’t even dare to kill in this weird world. Worthless!"

The girl raised her phone and took a picture of Gu Yi.

Gu Yi, expressionless, sat down on a long bench in the cafeteria.

The comments section was filled with slurs and insults.

"You still won't say a word after being insulted like this? Are you even a man?"

"Damn it! Killing her on the spot would at least get 6 points."

"I can't watch anymore, he's not a man. Let's watch Chris instead."

Qu Kangping mentally blocked out these insults, looking for the comments that were cheering for Gu Yi. He found that the positive comments only made up about 30% of the total.

This situation was very abnormal.

"If all these are just keyboard warriors or paid trolls, it's too exaggerated. Ah Jian went to catch the culprits, so why hasn't the comment environment improved?"

Qu Kangping frowned, attributing this phenomenon an influence of some weird force.

Time flew quickly in the dungeon.

Gu Yi sat in front of the computer, seriously reading a forum post.

The camera quickly switched to show the content of the post.

A girl named Li Zizhu posted on the forum.

[#School Pervert#]

[Today, I encountered a pervert in our university's cafeteria. He touched my butt but didn't admit it. I can't understand why such a person could appear in our institution.]

[Here's his photo, does anyone know who he is?]

[#1: A freshman from the Literature Department. He looked honest, but I didn't expect him to be a pervert.]

[#2: Hey, this is his social media profile.]

[33: Just by looking at his profile, he seems like a loser.]

[#4: Oh, so writing novels for a month and earning 1000 bucks is something to brag about? You might as well work as a waiter and earn at least four or five thousand a month.]

[#5: I've read his novel. The protagonist is so annoying. Who would've thought the author was a pervert? No wonder the novels he wrote are so disgusting.]

Gu Yi stared at the post in front of him with a faint smile on his lips. He began to type.

[I am Gu Yi, a freshman from the Literature Department. I did not touch that girl. I don't know how to prove my innocence, nor how to defend myself, but I am willing to die to prove my innocence.]

At Night.

Gu Yi picked up his phone and went to the riverside. He pointed his phone's camera at himself.

He opened the live-streaming app and waved at the camera.

"Hello, everyone, I'm Gu Yi, a freshman from the Literature Department at Wapeng University. A senior at our school accused me of harassing her, but I didn't. To prove my innocence, I am willing to die."

Gu Yi saw the increasing number of viewers on his livestream, showing a mysterious smile, and then turned and jumped into the water.