With Song Jiao's careful planning and resolute intervention, Xia Zhidong finally escaped the death sentence, and this result was exactly what Song Jiao expected.
Her influence and strategy played a decisive role in this matter, once again proving her operational capabilities behind the scenes.
However, as the case became public, public opinion surged like a storm.
This storm was like an out-of-control vortex, sucking Xia Zhidong into it and making him the focus of public scrutiny and criticism.
The comments on the Internet may seem vague and illusory, but only those who are in the situation can truly feel the malice that is as sharp as a sword.
Every vicious comment was like an arrow piercing the heart, leaving no escape. The overwhelming negativity was enough to break even the strongest person.
On the system screen, it can be clearly seen that Xia Zhidong's emotions are gradually getting out of control.
He frantically tried to drown out the flood of negative comments, but it was all in vain.
His struggle was just a tiny ripple in the endless ocean of the Internet.
Song Jiao watched all this coldly, and as Xia Zhidong's emotions gradually collapsed, a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.
People like this are interesting.
This was the result she wanted. She wanted to let this once self-righteous and extremely evil man know that there were many people who were more evil than him, and that he himself was not omnipotent.
At this moment, Xia Zhidong was like a beast trapped in a net, and his struggle would only make him sink deeper and deeper.
And Song Jiao was the one holding the network cable. She waited quietly, watching him struggle in her grasp, then slowly lose strength and finally surrender.
Half a month later in the depressing cell, Xia Zhidong ended his life in an extreme way.
He was on the verge of a mental breakdown, talking nonsense all day long, and seeing his long-deceased parents and all kinds of illusions in his hallucinations.
In pain and confusion, he finally bit off his tongue and chose eternal silence.
The prison guards were discussing his madness and death, while the outside world reacted indifferently to the news.
At the same time, Song Jiao calmly completed her task and left this task world, which was just a workplace for her, without any nostalgia.
When He Sihui came back and learned the news of Xia Zhidong's death, her tears rolled down like beads from a broken string.
Her wish has been fulfilled. Xia Zhidong's death made her feel that she can finally be reunited with her parents without any obstacles.
In this new stage of life, cyberbullying is a thing of the past, and those heartbreaking experiences are gone with the wind.
She felt as if she had been reborn, her soul had been baptized and sublimated.
He Sihui invested the experience she gained from others into her business empire.
'With these valuable experiences and memories, her business grew bigger and bigger, and gradually occupied a place in the market.
She resolutely increased investment in the governance of the Internet environment.
Money poured into this project like water. She firmly believed that only a good Internet environment could allow more people to speak out and express themselves courageously.
The evildoers were exposed on the Internet and received the condemnation they deserved. They reaped what they sowed and got what they deserved.
But at the same time, she also knows that the ruthlessness and blindness of online violence may very likely hurt innocent people.
Therefore, she pays more attention to individuals who may be misunderstood or wronged.
She longs to provide them with a fair platform, giving them the opportunity to stand up and clarify the facts and prove their innocence.
In her opinion, this is not only a salvation for individuals, but also a purification of the online environment and a defense of social justice.
Whenever she thinks of the hearts hurt by cyber violence, she feels an unspeakable pain.
She knows very well that her efforts may not be able to change the status quo immediately, but she is willing to make efforts for it and willing to become the force that drives social progress.
The system page pops up:
The system page pops up:
Mission Progress: 100%
Points earned: 3000
Faith: 2000
Merit: 6000
System Panel
Host: Song Jiao
Spirit value:
Force value:
Luck value: 4320
integral:
Belief:
Merits:
Mission Progress: 10/10
The task progress has been completed. At the same time, Song Jiao’s previously confiscated comics and various collectible comics all appeared in front of her.
Of course there are more comics.
Shen Hao also left her a message, "I'll return all your things to you. Don't come to me again! I have nothing to give you!"
Song Jiao paused and fell silent.
Why does it feel like this guy has suffered some serious harm?
"Tuanzi, I didn't do anything, did I? What happened to Shen Hao? Did the sun rise from the west? Or was he tortured to death by Lu Sheng?"
Tuanzi:.......
The host really doesn't care about other people's lives. You know, if Shen Hao keeps holding her book, not only will she have to return it, but she will also have to find a new one. What should she do if she doesn't have one? She can only draw her own.
Isn't this equivalent to privacy exposure?
"Is it possible that he is really afraid of you?"
Song Jiao shook her head and denied it directly, "How is that possible? It's obvious that he can't find her. He's busy chasing after her husband every day and has no time to care about me!"
So we should find something for Shen Hao to do!
"The system detects that the host's mission has been completed," the main system's voice sounded like a cold machine, without a trace of emotion.
"Host, you are about to enter a pre-destined world, a realm of higher order and greater mystery. After completing the challenges of this world, you will ascend to the Lord God plane and begin the Lord God Quick Transmigration quest. At that level, all your abilities will be truly unleashed, free from any constraints."
Song Jiao frowned slightly and asked hesitantly, "Lord God Quest? What if I don't want to start it now?"
Her words revealed her caution towards the unknown world and her nostalgia for her present life.
Tuanzi replied, "The host has the right to choose to postpone the mission, but please note that the mission can only be postponed three times. After completing the three missions, whether you like it or not, you will be forcibly teleported to that predetermined world."
"Then I'd better postpone it." Song Jiao took a deep breath and made a decision.
She knew that entering the main god plane meant saying goodbye to this familiar mission world completely.
Originally her goal was also the highest point, but not now.
"The application has been successful," Tuanzi's voice sounded again, "Host, do you need to rest for a while to adjust your mindset, or do you want to directly enter the next mission world and continue your adventure?"
Song Jiao closed her eyes slightly, as if weighing something.
After a moment, she opened her eyes and said, "Let's go straight into the mission world!"
"Connecting you to the mission world." As Tuanzi finished speaking, the surrounding space began to distort and change.
A powerful force slowly wrapped up Song Jiao, and the next moment, her figure disappeared from the spot.
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