Chapter 10 — The Truth Will Always Be Proven One Day

Right at that moment. To Dao stood up from the ground on her hands and knees. Face full of tears. She looked around the auditorium.

"I admit..."

"...my source code is not as excellent as I say."

"...have you ever thought..."

"...why was I forced to this point?"

"You guys..."

"...those who were born to be on the winner's side..."

"...ever thought about it?"

I slightly raised my eyebrows.

"Preparing to tell the familiar story of tragic fate again?"

To Dao's whole body trembled from crying.

"I have no other choice!"

"It's all because this damn society forced it on me!"

"The whole company..."

"...everyone can only praise her."

"Even the cleaning lady admires you."

"Even my mother..."

"...also scolded me for being useless on WeChat."

"She even told me to learn from her."

"Tell me to find a way to please you."

"I also used to stay awake in the computer room!"

"I just..."

"...not as gifted as you."

"...just not as lucky as you."

I looked straight into her eyes.

"So..."

"...that's why you faked evidence..."

"...slandering the very person who helped me?"

To Dao gritted her teeth. His face was distorted with resentment.

"I just want..."

"...everyone sees me."

"I just want..."

"...there is a life-changing opportunity."

I nodded. I opened my phone. Project a secure electronic statement onto the big screen. Transfer to hire cyber marines: 50,000 yuan. Buy the keyword position at the top of the search table: 150,000 yuan. Hire a professional hacker to fake the system's edit log: 300,000 yuan. I looked at her.

"A person who keeps saying he's so poor that he can't afford to buy food..."

"...that's really generous of you."

To Dao's face immediately turned pale. Like I just saw a ghost.

"...how do I get these statements?"

I turned towards the series of cameras still broadcasting live.

"I think..."

"...it's not just me."

"But all the audience in front of the screen..."

"...all really want to know."

"Finally..."

"...where did this half a million yuan come from."

The comments section exploded once again. 【Isn't it said that you are so poor that you only eat vegetables? So where did you get 500,000 yuan?】 【If you think about it carefully, it's scary! There's definitely a whole network behind this to manipulate public opinion!】 【Don't tell me later that someone will hold her at gunpoint and force her to spend money, okay?】 I opened the last document. Projected directly onto the big screen. The person sending the money... is not To Dao. It's a front company called: Dark Star Public Relations Media. Chairman Chu frowned. A veteran reporter in the press area immediately stood up.

"Isn't this an illegal MCN specializing in 'poor people attacking the elite' scenarios that have been floating around the internet recently?"

I opened the contract with a red stamp.

"Dark Star Company has already prepared a plan to sign an exclusive contract with To Dao."

"Build her image into..."

"A genius from a poor background was robbed of his masterpiece by an unscrupulous corporation."

"As long as public opinion completely nails the Le family on a pillar of shame..."

"...they will immediately open the livestream."

"Let To Dao sell courses called 'defying heaven and changing life from the bottom'."

"Selling cheap mountain specialties."

"And then accept advertising and make a lot of money from the image of a victim."

The whole courtroom echoed with a series of cold breaths. To Dao's mother so scared that he fell to the ground.

"You're talking nonsense!"

"Slander!"

"We have never signed a bust contract!"

I looked at her. Cold eyes.

"Are you sure?"

I turned straight to the last page of the contract. Not only To Dao's signature. Besides... There was also a clear print of her mother's red fingerprints. Her lips trembled. Couldn't utter a single word. Right at that moment. To Dao completely collapsed. She screamed like a cornered animal.

"So what?"

"They took the initiative to find me!"

"They said they would help me speak up!"

"I'm just a lowly employee, without any support."

"If you don't create a story that's shocking enough..."

"...those who only know how to watch drama on the internet..."

"...who will care if I live or die?"

I walked towards her step by step. The voice was cold as ice.

"So..."

"...the so-called speaking in your mouth..."

"...is using fake evidence..."

"...to ruin an innocent person's life?"

She immediately screamed in protest.

"Dark Star's people said it!"

"It's called a viral marketing strategy!"

"The truth is not important!"

"The important thing is to incite hatred of the rich and anger of the crowd!"

"As long as the incident is big enough, explosive enough..."

"...then traffic turns into money."

"And I can live my whole life without worrying about food and clothes!"

I looked at her. The last ray of pity in his eyes completely disappeared.

"So..."

"...you knew from the beginning."

"The system log is fake."

"The source code is fake."

"Even the act of cutting your wrists..."

"...also fake."

To Dao suddenly stopped. Right at that moment. Dozens of high-definition cameras simultaneously pointed straight at her surprised face. Only then... She woke up. During her mental collapse, she admitted everything herself in front of tens of millions of people.

"It's not..."

"That's not what I meant..."