"Shameless! Shameless! Greedy! You have become a magician, and you still want more. What do you want the common people to think? You are physically disabled, and we don't have magic talent yet? Is it possible to let the God of the Internet give us magic? talent?"
"Buying fame and reputation! What a bold act!"
"How do you know that the bloodline godhead can definitely cure genetic diseases? That may be a name! If it is powerful enough, why isn't Mother Earth exposed?"
"Get out of Kver! How can there be a greedy person like you in Kver?"
"In order to become famous, are you crazy? I'm sure that it won't be long before he starts a live broadcast on the Internet and attracts fans like crazy. It's the same old routine!"
The overwhelming invective was directed at Caesar’s personal account.
Under his account, the number of messages even reaches tens of millions, which is terrifying.
Half of them encouraged and comforted, and the other half ridiculed and cursed.
A warm word warms the winter;
Bad words hurt people. June is cold.
Nishizawa, who was trapped in warm words and bad words, felt like he was in a purgatory between ice and fire, and his body and mind were greatly affected.
For the past two days, he had been living in a state of confusion.
He never expected that this incident would trigger such a massive public outcry.
After all, although the God of the Internet has never preached, his online followers have long been spread across the multiverse.
Nishizawa's bold request naturally aroused their anger. Anyway, they did not suffer from genetic disease.
"Stop hiding, we know you are in there, come out and apologize!"
"Nishizawa, come out, send a video, apologize! Ask the great God of the Internet to forgive me!"
A large group of people gathered outside No. 17 Fubinen Street. This group of people was very angry and made various noises one after another.
Yes, Nishizawa was not only raped online, he was even subjected to human flesh.
An unknown number of people rushed outside his rented house and cursed him.
At this time, in the apartment, Nishizawa was sitting at his desk gloomily, reading the comments under his private account over and over again, his expression flickering.
A beam of teleportation light suddenly lit up from beside him, and Magister Brad and Magister Desova came side by side.
"are you OK?"
"Um."
"Let's go! This is not a place to stay for a long time." Magister Brad glanced outside the apartment, his gaze seemed to penetrate the wall.
"Teacher, are we really wrong?" Caesar looked at Brad and asked seriously.
Brad remained silent, not knowing how to evaluate this matter.
Originally, he thought that only a small group of people would respond, and they would even need to exert their influence in order to be sent to Tianting.
Unexpectedly, the development of the matter was far beyond his imagination, and some people even interpreted it as "forcing the uterus", which was chilling to the bone.
"Caesar, don't get lost in the abuse outside. When they scold you, they can only say that the interest group you represent is not strong enough, so few people are willing to speak up for you. When they scold you, they are also jealous of you! If you are still That paralyzed boy who was stuck in the quagmire in the countryside, believe me, no one will scold you again."
Desois, who was standing aside, suddenly hit the nail on the head.
Caesar was stunned, and his expression suddenly looked a little painful: "Then what will the God of the Internet think of this matter? Will he think that we are trying to force the palace?"
Desois, with burning eyes, fell silent.
Magister Brad also fell silent.
The God of the Internet acts cunningly and has a lofty vision. What does he think? Who can guess, who dares to speculate
He might be dismissive;
Maybe furious;
More likely to fall on deaf ears.
How can God's thoughts be influenced by mortals
"Ding ding!"
A message suddenly came from Magister Brad's Internet social network. When he opened it, his expression suddenly changed: "The God of the Internet responded to this matter."
"What?"
Nishizawa was astonished and stood up suddenly, looking excited and uneasy—did their petition really attract the attention of the God of the Internet
At this time, Desois, the main mastermind behind the scenes, subconsciously clenched his fists and felt excited.
Magister Brad opened the Internet and clicked on the Internet News. He saw a top news item on the headlines of the news section's recommendation page.
"Internet Rui Commentary: Genetic diseases can be cured, but the human heart is difficult to treat"
Click on the title and the content reads:
"Recently, the petition of Nishizawa, a third-year student at Felix Academy of Magic, has caused discussion in the multiverse. There is nothing wrong with pursuing happiness, but it is really arrogant to threaten the self-respect of public opinion!"
"Of course, God said: All things are false, and all things are allowed. Although what Xize did was for personal gain, it was also for the common people. Internet Medical has launched a gene correction module, and Xize was blacklisted. This is an honor and a warning. I hope you will remember it. .—Internet News Station.”
The news content was very short, but Caesar was stunned.
He read it over and over a dozen times, and the more he read it, the more shocked he became. For a moment, his pupils trembled and his whole body was frightened.
"All things are false, all things are permitted."
"This is an honor and a warning."
These two sentences echoed in Nishizawa's mind. The first sentence was the instruction of the God of the Internet, and the latter sentence was the interpretation of the Internet News Station, but he realized a new connotation from them - spiritual freedom.
"God's grace is so great!" Magister Brad exhaled a long breath and said with emotion, his eyes flashing with awe.
"Your curse may require you to stand in front of the God of the Internet in person and ask for forgiveness! I heard that the new Dharma God Darnell is already serving the God of the Internet. Work hard. If you can't do it, then I will apologize on your behalf. .”
Desois suddenly patted Caesar's shoulder, as if stimulating and inspiring.
"No, I will go and apologize in person." Xizawa clenched his fists and said loudly.
When Desois heard this, he smiled slightly.
Caesar subconsciously opened Internet Medical, and sure enough, a gene correction section was updated, but when he clicked on it, a warning pop-up window popped up.
Looking at the multiverse, I'm afraid he is the only one who has this honor. Isn't this an honor? What's this
God has watched him!
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At this moment, countless people were shocked when faced with the official response from the Internet and the gene correction module that went online.
Countless people praise the mercy of the God of the Internet;
Of course, some people laughed at Nishizawa's bamboo basket but failed;
But among a very small number of people with genetic diseases, Nishizawa has become a veritable hero.
Such as Lennon, such as Nian.
Although gene repair requires a lot of points, magic power, and even Internet coins, it may take a long time for them to accumulate.
But the most terrifying thing in this world is the lack of hope.
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"No wonder the God of the Internet has been letting public opinion ferment. This move is really beautiful. It not only wins people's hearts but also warns the bad guys."
In the Poseidon Palace on the main plane of Hela, Poseidon sighed.
"Although it is a bit unexpected, it is also expected. With his wisdom, even if he ignores this small matter, it will not have any impact on him. In the end, the general trend of the world is to use strength to determine victory or defeat, life or death." The god responded.
"Yes!" Poseidon nodded, his expression still showing regret.
"What do you think of Mother Earth's proposal?" The God of Life changed the subject. For them, the Nishizawa incident could only be regarded as an insignificant episode.
We bumped into each other, pushed the boat along, and added fuel to the flames.
It’s best to have results, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t.
"Her demands are too high. Now she is no longer the mother of the earth sitting on the main plane of Gaia, but a bereaved dog. She is not worth the price we pay." Poseidon's face was gloomy.
"But our Star Network is also a lost dog!" The God of Life sighed, making Poseidon's face become even more ugly.
The two fell silent immediately.
"Huh?" Poseidon's brow suddenly jumped.
"What's wrong?"
"We have guests!"
"who?"
"Wadsworth, the God of Transformation."