Chapter 13 — The Truth Will Always Be Proven One Day

Not long after. A group of hackers successfully broke into Dark Star's internal server. Layer upon layer of dark secrets are exposed. During the past three years... This company has used the same script to create at least four or five "inspirational characters". One person is... An engineer from a poor background who is oppressed by the leader. Another person is... A graduate student whose identity was stolen by a rich family's child. Another person was created... The poor student had his research results stolen by the professor. They all follow the same motif. First... Create fierce class conflicts. Inciting the sympathy and indignation of the crowd. Drive public opinion forward to replace them. When the traffic reaches its peak... Immediately livestream. Sell courses. Sell stories of suffering. Make money from society's sympathy. It is no longer simply a matter of morality. It's a giant black industrial chain... Specializing in draining people's kindness and empathy in exchange for profit. One week later. The second time I was summoned by the economic investigation agency to coordinate testimony... A police officer showed me the message that had just been recovered from Dark Star's server. Before signing the contract... To Dao once sent a message to the person in charge. Actually... Le Nac's family and everyone in the company treat me very well. The other person asked again. If so, do you still have the heart to destroy her? To Dao's answer... Gives people chills. The nicer she treated me... ...the more humiliated I felt. Every time she conveniently pays for me. Every time bring me delicious food. ...all like slapping me in the face. Remind me that... ...I'm just a beggar who came out from the bottom. I don't want to continue being pitied by her anymore. I want to trample her under my feet. I want to see a proud goddess like her... ...kneel down and beg me. After reading the conversation... My fingertips were cold. In this world... Not all kindness will bloom into flowers. There are kindnesses... Will be crushed by jealousy. Corroded by the acid of jealousy. In the end... Turned into a poison strong enough to kill a person. The policeman looked at me. His eyes carried a bit of worry.

"Are you okay?"

I closed my eyes. Take a deep breath. Then slowly nodded.

"Through the data tracing process..."

"...we found out."

"Ever since the 'Than Ngon' project was still in the initial architectural construction stage..."

"...To Dao secretly contacted Dark Star Communications."

"This is not a spontaneous decision after being eliminated."

"It's a plan that has been prepared for a long time."

"A carefully calculated hunt and kill."

I said nothing. In my head... Suddenly an image of two years ago appeared. Every day after work... To Dao holds my hand. Smile very sweetly.

"Later when you become the chief architect..."

"...don't forget to take me with you."

She also regularly photocopied my study notes that I publicly shared. Patting his chest with promise.

"Waiting for me to get promoted..."

"...will definitely invite you to the most expensive revolving restaurant in the city center."

Right at the moment when she smiled brightest... In her heart... Calculation began. How... To strip me of everything. Down to the bone marrow. The first day of the new year's calendar is turned. The group finally organized gave me a solemn commendation ceremony at the year-end conference. I don't refuse anymore. In the large auditorium, thousands of researchers and senior management were present. The Chairman of the group himself walked up to the stage and placed on my chest a special badge symbolizing the highest National Science and Technology Innovation Award.

"Director Le Nac."

"This reward is completely deserved."

"Congratulations."

Applause echoed loudly under the dome of the hall. I slowly walked up to the podium to speak. Get the microphone. I saw Academician So sitting in the front row. In his eyes was pride and satisfaction. I saw my parents sitting in the guest of honor area. The two sat straight. On his face was a pride that could not be hidden. I also saw my uncle standing backstage.