158: Chapter 158 He eats a lot, so he develops well. That makes perfect sense, right?

Chen Yuan's originally tense, handsome face suddenly relaxed.

Meeting Chen Nuo's near-breakdown gaze and glancing once more at the barrage of questions threatening to burst the screen, he sighed helplessly.

This sigh contained three parts heartbreak, three parts regret.

And four parts of compassionate, boundless love for humanity.

His acting skills were on par with the peak performance of an Oscar-winning actor.

He turned around and walked with steady steps directly toward that suffocating mountain of black flesh.

Under the terrified gaze of tens of millions of eyes across the entire internet.

Chen Yuan reached out extremely naturally and patted Tyrant No. 1 on its thigh, which was as thick as a load-bearing pillar.

"Bang, bang."

The sound was deathly dull, just like patting a solid slab of alloy steel.

Chen Yuan's hand was slightly numbed by the vibration, but his expression remained unchanged; he even took the opportunity to straighten the torn hem of the Tyrant's suit.

"Nuo Nuo, and friends in the livestream,"

Chen Yuan turned his head, his eyes filled with a deep sense of reproach and heartbreak.

"You shouldn't look at him with such strange eyes. For a patient who has suffered physical and mental trauma, this is an extremely cruel form of secondary injury."

"A... patient?" Chen Nuo stammered.

She looked at the terrifying physique that was about to hit the second-floor balcony and really couldn't connect this thing with the word "patient."

"Yes, he is very ill."

Chen Yuan withdrew his hand, his voice low and sorrowful.

"His name is Da Zhuang, and he was once a healthy and happy normal person just like you. But fate played a cruel joke on him."

"He suffers from an extremely rare, mutated, severe pituitary tumor, complicated by malignant gigantism and muscular keratinization syndrome."

The scrolling speed of the barrage slowed down significantly.

Everyone was stunned by this string of medical jargon that they couldn't understand but felt sounded very impressive.

"This rare disease causes his bones to grow uncontrollably and his muscle fibers to undergo severe keratinization."

Chen Yuan pointed to the mass of dark red muscle bundles exposed where the Tyrant's armpit had torn.

"Those things you see that look like steel cables are actually deeply diseased muscle tissue."

"Because his skin can no longer withstand this stretching, it has taken on this frightening blue-gray color and torn appearance."

Victor hid behind a pillar, desperately covering his mouth.

He was afraid he wouldn't be able to hold back and would let out a snort of laughter.

The boss's ability to twist black into white had simply broken the limits of carbon-based life forms.

This lie was so well-crafted that even he, an insider, was starting to believe that Da Zhuang was a pitiful patient.

Chen Nuo's eyes slowly turned red, and she gripped the selfie stick tightly.

"Then... then why did he come here to be a security guard?"

"Because he is homeless."

Chen Yuan tilted his head up at a forty-five-degree angle, gazing at the sky, vividly portraying the image of a conscientious entrepreneur.

"This variant of gigantism brings with it a fatal side effect, which is an extremely terrifying metabolic rate."

"Da Zhuang eats a lot and grows well; he needs to eat at least one whole cow a day to maintain his vital signs. That's reasonable, right?"

Chen Yuan's voice held a trace of desolation.

"But his original family couldn't afford such astronomical food expenses."

"He was abandoned, wandering the streets, treated as a monster, driven away, verbally abused, and even pelted with stones. Until one day, he fainted from hunger at the entrance of our Pharmaceutical Factory."

Chen Yuan walked over to Chen Nuo and gently patted her head.

"Our Umbrella Corporation is not only committed to animal health, but we also have a sense of responsibility to care for special groups in society."

"I took him in. I gave him food, had clothes custom-made for him, and arranged a security job within his capabilities so he could live in this world with dignity."

"He usually feels sad for half a day even if he accidentally steps on an ant."

"The reason he tore his clothes just now was simply because that pink bow made him feel a bit itchy."

Chen Yuan looked directly into the camera, his eyes filled with the light of righteousness.

"I hope everyone will not look at patients with special diseases with curiosity and fear. What they need is not screams, but our love and tolerance."

Dead silence.

A full ten seconds of absolute silence descended upon the livestream.

Immediately after.

An unprecedented explosion of cyber tears instantly flooded the screen.

"Wuwuwu! I'm so terrible! I actually called Da Zhuang a monster just now!"

"Eating a cow a day? Da Zhuang is so pitiful! This is an illness!"

"What kind of god-tier company is Umbrella Corporation! They're even willing to take in such a patient and provide food and housing!"

"Mr. Chen's words brought tears to my eyes. A true entrepreneur must not only have money but also a sense of social responsibility!"

"Those who claimed to be medical students earlier, come out and take a beating! You haven't seen a rare disease before, so you call it a biochemical experiment? There are still many good people in this world!"

Various virtual gifts worth hundreds or thousands were blooming crazily on the screen.

Some people even started spontaneously crowdfunding for "Da Zhuang's food expenses" online.

Chen Nuo had long since become a tearful mess.

She walked shamefully to Tyrant No. 1, having completely forgotten her fear from just moments ago.

She even stood on tiptoes, wanting to touch Da Zhuang's fist, which was as big as a sand pot.

"Da Zhuang, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were this sick. Whatever you want to eat in the future, I'll buy it for you."

Tyrant No. 1 lowered its head.

The red light behind its sunglasses flickered slightly; its central processing unit clearly couldn't understand what this weak human was doing.

But under the suppression of Chen Yuan's underlying commands, it could only stand stiffly in place, motionless.

Victor let out a long sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

This PR crisis, which could be called apocalyptic, had actually been resolved by the boss with a short, sensationalist essay.

However.

Just when the entire livestream room was immersed in this warm atmosphere, concocted single-handedly by Chen Yuan, that moved all of China.

The tens of millions of netizens were not all fools easily swayed by emotion.

Especially in this era of the internet where hidden talents abound.

Amidst the full screen of "Heartbroken for Da Zhuang."

A bold, red, eye-catching barrage comment, with font so large it almost occupied half the screen.

Floated across extremely abruptly.

It was like a cold scalpel, ruthlessly slicing through this veil of warmth.

"Stop being so damn self-moved! You've all been fooled by this guy!"

"Look carefully at the bottom right corner of the screen!"

"Look at what's revealed underneath the lawn tiles that the so-called Da Zhuang crushed!"