144: This serves as a warning to the world.

The cold light from the phone screen shone on her face.

Ye Xi huddled on the sofa in the piano room.

Ye Xi stared at the dialogue box, her mind filled with the image of the girl falling from the high-rise in “the fox immortals medicine”,

And the high-heeled shoe that fell in the real news.

Two minutes later, her phone vibrated.

[Mu Xia]: The news is so big, any author with a brain would draw inspiration from it.

Ye Xi looked at the screen, her brows slightly furrowed.

Just for inspiration?

[Fugitive Beethoven]: It's not that simple. I've seen eyewitness accounts, the girl was clutching an empty bottle in her hand, exactly as described in the book.

[Fugitive Beethoven]: This isn't just inspiration; this level of detail control means he either saw it with his own eyes or he's read the police files.

[Fugitive Beethoven]: You think... this Dream Weaver, couldn't really be from a criminal investigation background, could he? It's too real.

Or, can he really see things we can't?

Jiangcheng, SOHO Future City Studio.

Lin Que looked at the imaginative “Beethoven” on the screen, rubbing his temples helplessly.

Of course he wasn't there, but he had seen too many similar souls.

In an era where appearance anxiety could devour people, the script of tragedy didn't even bother to change punctuation.

[Mu Xia]: Don't overthink it, if you can see the news, others can too. Practice more piano, and go to bed early.

Ye Xi looked at the reply on the screen, her cheeks puffed out like a hamster.

That made sense, too.

Before she could ask further, her phone vibrated again.

This time it wasn't Lin Que, but a Microblogging platform hot search notification.

[Famous Web Novel Author Exploits the Deceased! Chasing Traffic or Eating Human Blood Buns?!]

Ye Xi's heart sank.

Clicking on the entry, promotional articles from marketing accounts flooded the screen.

[#Hell Dream Weaver# Eating human blood buns before the bones are cold? Have they no shame for traffic!]

[Terrifying to think about! Female college student's fall becomes material, a certain web novel author's behavior is too ugly! @Hongguo Novel Website]

Even prominent influencers directly posted comparison images, with only two words as caption: [Disgusting].

In the comment section, the sentiment was surprisingly consistent.

[Righteous Passerby]: I was a casual fan, now I'm an anti. Someone's bones aren't even cold yet, and you're using it to write ghost stories for money? Doesn't your conscience hurt?

[Bi Ge Diehard]: Let's check out “ferry convenience store” next door, that's healing, this “soul ferry” is purely an underworld thing, riding the coattails all the way to the urn.

[Resist Bad Influence]: Suggest a ban! An author with no bottom line for popularity doesn't deserve to write!

Ye Xi felt a chill run through her limbs.

Although she didn't understand capital operations, anyone could see this was a premeditated siege.

At this moment, Hong Guo Net Editorial Department.

Hong Hu paced anxiously in the office, watching the flood of reports and negative comments in the backend.

“These bastards!”

Hong Hu slammed the tablet onto the table.

“Bi Ge Chinese Network really went all out this time, even bribing several big influencers with millions of followers. They're trying to destroy us!”

The Pothos next to her trembled:

“Editor-in-Chief, should we issue a statement to clarify? Say the chapters were written in advance?”

“What's the use!”

Hong Hu shook her head.

“Who would believe you now? The more you explain, the more they'll say you're guilty.

Netizens today don't need the truth, they just need an outlet for their emotions.”

She grabbed her phone and sent a message to Lin Que,

Typing quickly, deleting and revising, finally sending only one sentence:

[Great Master, don't worry, leave it to us to handle.]

SOHO Future City.

Lin Que casually pushed aside the completed comprehensive science paper.

This mechanical practice allowed his brain to clear.

On the computer screen, the barrage of insults almost covered the main text.

“Human blood buns? Exploiting the deceased?”

He repeated these words in a low voice.

It made him think of the older generation's fighting style... He unscrewed his thermos and took a sip of water.

He slowly sipped his soup, his fingers hovering over the keyboard.

“It's about time.”

The Editor-in-Chief of Bi Ge Chinese Network probably thought that by seizing this moral high ground,

They could elevate the hopeless mess that was “ferry convenience store”.

Unfortunately, they didn't understand what true “soul ferry” meant.

He didn't reply to Hong Hu's comfort, nor did he engage in forum debates.

He simply switched to the backend, and below that chapter of “the fox immortals medicine”,

He pinned a 'Author's Note' with only four characters:

[ In this way， Warning.]

After posting, he shut down the computer and went to sleep... The next day, public opinion reached its peak.

Bi Ge Chinese Network struck while the iron was hot.

The homepage featured a large image of the latest chapter of “ferry convenience store”, with the slogan:

“Comforting pain with warmth, refusing to exploit suffering.”

In the article, the girl who fell from the building became an angel who had gone astray.

The convenience store owner guided her with gentle words.

In the end, although the girl died, her soul was purified and transformed into a star hanging in the sky.

Sweet. Cloying.

Full of cheap self-pity.

But it actually worked.

Many netizens, incited by marketing accounts, flocked to Hong Guo Net,

Dragging the rating of “soul ferry” from 9.9 down to 9.4.

During the long break.

The topic of discussion among all students was surprisingly consistent.

“Did you check your phone? The internet is going crazy! Everyone's cursing the Dream Weaver!”

“Cursing about what?”

“Cursing him for being heartless! Saying he's eating human blood buns!”

“I saw it too, although that chapter was pretty scary, I thought it was really well written!

Are keyboard warriors all brain-damaged these days?”

Outside the grade 11, class 3 classroom, a group of people were also gathered.

“I think Great Master Dream Weaver is going to stumble this time.”

“Yeah, after all, the power of public opinion is too strong!”

“Brother Que, what do you think of this incident?”

Lin Que, who had just returned from the restroom, was stopped by the gathered students, Wu Di asked in a loud voice.

The others followed Wu Di's words and looked at Lin Que.

“What do you think?”

Lin Que didn't answer, merely shifting his gaze from the exercise book and glancing at Wu Di.

“You also think that's a human blood bun?”

Wu Di was stunned for a moment, scratching his head, a rare serious expression on his face:

“Bun my ass!

Although the internet is raging, when I read it last night, I really broke out in a cold sweat.

I always thought online loans were far from me,

But after reading that chapter, for the first time, I felt that thing could truly devour people.”

Wu Di paused, then lowered his voice:

“And I heard the girls in the next class say that a few of them had pooled money to get some kind of face-slimming injection.

After reading this chapter, they were all too scared to go today.

Brother Que, I don't think this book is harmful; it's practically life-saving medicine!”

Lin Que smiled.

“Then that's fine.”

He turned and walked towards his seat.

“Since even you can understand, the clear-headed people in this world won't die out.”

Wu Di nodded, but something still felt off.

The reversal of public opinion,

Often only requires one clear voice.

Just when Bi Ge Net thought public opinion had reached its peak,

And was ready to nail “Hell Dream Weaver” to the pillar of shame.

A long article quietly appeared.

It wasn't posted in the entertainment section,

But was first published under the criminal investigation topic on Zhihu, and then forwarded by several official blue V accounts.

Poster ID: Heart Towards the Human World (Heart Towards Human Order).

The certification information was simple, yet weighed a thousand catties:

Deputy Captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment.

The title was long, every word like iron:

“In this era of entertainment to death, only he guards you with horror”...