Chapter 849 - 868: Why Use a Butcher’s Knife to Kill a Chicken
Chapter 849: Chapter 868: Why Use a Butcher’s Knife to Kill a Chicken
"Why would a video like this appear?"
"Why is there talk of her being a hero?"
"Isn’t this just a common marketing trope in the industry? Fabricate a tragic background and have so-and-so swoop in as the savior. I heard they even chose to host the free clinic right at the gates of her own company’s factory!"
"If that wasn’t enough, there are actually still people spamming her name in the zone every day?"
The winds of public opinion shifted rapidly. There were plenty of casual passersby entering the fray. Upon seeing such well-reasoned and evidence-based analyses, they quickly turned against Jiang Qiuqiu.
"What? Are people really using the planet’s righteousness for hype now?"
"Is she that desperate for fame?"
"She shouldn’t have become a streamer in the first place."
"Students these days are so easily corrupted. Once they make a bit of money, they lose their innocence."
Rather than blindly attacking Jiang Qiuqiu personally, these top comments adopted the tone of an objective bystander or a lecturing elder. Standing on the moral high ground, they forcefully bound Jiang Qiuqiu to the restrictive labels of a "student" and her supposed "duty."
This subtly left casual readers with the impression that she didn’t act like a proper student and was neglecting her primary responsibilities. Losing the goodwill of the general public was the most crucial link in an unconscious social death.
The Q3 zone was soon eroded by these voices.
Inside Mystery Studio, several executives sat in a conference room, all wearing satisfied smiles.
"I told you this case was simple."
"There is no one in this world who is entirely black and white," a middle-aged blonde woman said with a smile. "Human nature is the easiest thing to manipulate.
"Especially when the target is so outstanding. Tsk, just look at how exceptional she is. Born into a humble background, yet possessing the innate talent of Healing Spiritual Power. So young, yet making an absolute fortune. Oh, and she’s dual-majoring in both the Mecha Department and the Spirit Healing Department. Isn’t this exactly the type of person I hated most back in my student days?"
"This zone has already been taken over by us. What’s the next step?" another asked.
"Look at this person’s network data. Does the RT data from the Star Network indicate her main base is in the Federation food community?"
These people, who had once graduated from top-tier academic institutions and navigated the treacherous seas of public reputation, quickly formulated their next course of action. Namely: encircle the small community from the larger community.
First, they would infiltrate the broader food community, enveloping it and crowding out any other voices to systematically blacklist her. Then, they would push into Jiang Qiuqiu’s niche community, using an overwhelming volume of voices to drown out the smaller ones. Eventually, people would slowly begin to waver. After that, her fans would gradually disappear.
"In the process, we can also use the company’s multi-dimensional angles to—"
Eliminate this person entirely.
"However, in the early stages, we need to artificially lower the trending coefficient over there, aiming to keep our comments at the very top of the hot threads."
Everyone flashed an OK sign. They had completed many similar public opinion tasks for their bosses.
They were a privately kept studio. They excelled at utilizing various weapons, unearthing the darkest—or the most dazzlingly envied—sides of a person, and using every conceivable method to attack and destroy them. They would strip the target of public support, entangle them in stigma, and push them into a state of total social death.
They were professionals.
Taking down a food-streamer student who was completely riddled with flaws? That was an absolute piece of cake. Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut? At this moment, everyone was brimming with confidence, feeling this was merely a trivial matter.
No one anticipated that those fans who called themselves Aliens would play their cards so unconventionally.
During the morning, Q3 fell completely. Jiang Qiuqiu heard the news during her lunch break.
Another piece of bad news was that when Little President Qian went to borrow a Treatment Pod, the hospital refused to lend it out. Even when he offered to buy it instead, the hospital outright refused the sale.