Chapter 197: Chapter 197

"Oh, I’m logged in. Now what?" Shi Jiujiu asked. Meanwhile, the livestream chat erupted into an uproar due to his sudden disappearance.

Jing Shu took the phone and rapidly edited the live broadcast footage into a video, adding the scrolling comments and a headline.

"Shocking! The Hero Returns Only to Find His Nest Occupied by Squatters!"

"Stunned! Savior of Thousands, the Shark Submarine’s Operator, Caught Forcibly Occupying a Civilian Home!"

"Amazing! Wu City Police Officer Declares, ’I Am The Law!’ Let’s Make Him Trend!"

"Is It a Moral Collapse or a Distortion of Humanity? Shi Jiujiu Cruelly Treated for Revealing the Truth! Is There Truly No Law Left in the Apocalypse?"

An attractive headline determined how many people would pay attention to the matter. The infuriating content dictated the resonance it would create. The first person to express their opinion would decide the event’s direction. Each element was indispensable.

Jing Shu switched to a few different accounts and began tagging various relevant departments. Then, she posted some representative comments to provide material for those who only ’liked’ posts. Being the first to declare her stance was crucial; she had to steer the narrative effectively.

Shi Jiujiu stared at her familiar technique and skilled operation, dumbfounded. For a moment, his gaze towards Jing Shu changed significantly. Could this be the true expert?

If the earlier video could be dismissed lightly, these headlines and sharp critiques were bound to stir people’s empathy and anger. The hero who had just saved people and was now seeking justice was being arrested. This infuriated the rescued individuals and their families. They left comments en masse, demanding a thorough investigation by the local government. Although they couldn’t do much, they could still like, comment, and vent their frustrations.

It turned out that if everyone in Huaxia spat once, it would be enough to drown someone.

Once the video was edited and posted, likes and various comments surged by the thousands every minute. Soon, it hit the trending recommendations. Initially popular only within Wu City, its popularity quickly spread across All China. In no time, the likes surpassed several hundred thousand. By the time the government wanted to censor it, it was already too late.

The Wu City Government was tagged over a hundred thousand times. The impact was so vast that the government had to take it seriously. If they couldn’t provide a satisfactory explanation, they would likely be condemned by people nationwide.

Shi Jiujiu couldn’t help but give a thumbs up. "What next?"

The reputation she had gained was ready to be put to use. It was best to make hay while the sun shone; otherwise, who would recognize her in a few years?

Jing Shu had many ways to resolve the issue. However, upon learning that Li Yuetian himself was in a difficult position, she ultimately chose to use public opinion.

Securing the greatest benefit at the least cost was also a way of giving Li Yuetian a helping hand.

As the commander of the Second Team, Li Yuetian was now a Senior Colonel. At his age, his rise through the ranks was quite rapid, and he might be promoted to Major General in the future.

Considering his performance at the Red Mountain Ecological Garden refuge, he had proven to be a powerful ally worth cultivating. This was especially true for an ally with the potential for promotion to Major General in the post-apocalypse. This meant he would wield significant influence in the Banana District.

In Huaxia, aside from a few exceptions, becoming a Major General typically required over twenty years of military service. It was best to invest early.

I hope this incident also helps him overcome his hurdles.

Jing Shu shifted her bound hands slightly, her eyes narrowing as she scanned the items in the warehouse. She silently chanted, "Second Form!"

The Magic Cube Space unfolded, revealing its array of supplies. Jing Shu busied herself organizing the crammed space, all the while eyeing what else she could take into it.

Once the cellphone’s light vanished, darkness enveloped the warehouse. Shi Jiujiu felt a surge of excitement. He had always wanted to thank his lifesaver, and now he finally had the chance.

In the dark warehouse, Shi Jiujiu’s occasional inquiries and Jing Shu’s languid responses could be heard.

Meanwhile, Jing Shu had tied thin threads to her Bees. By controlling them via these threads, she made them touch various items, thereby collecting the items into her space.

The warehouse was still cluttered with unsorted items piled high, but most were of little use to Jing Shu.

Items such as bedding, daily necessities, furniture, and so on. Read complete version only at novel✶fire.net

However, there were still things that interested Jing Shu, such as the aramid helmet. Huaxia’s aramid helmet was truly remarkable, its performance even surpassing the "Kevlar" helmet from the United States.

Its ballistic protection was self-evident. Its stability was extremely high, providing excellent head protection. In past military campaigns, it could even be used as a pot or a bowl. In the desert, when water was scarce, it could serve as a water collection device—truly multipurpose.

But for Jing Shu, its greatest use wasn’t just bulletproofing; it was also for protection against future natural disasters. During hailstorms, for instance, it could be used for protection—cone-shaped hailstones were deadly when they fell.

Consider the force of an object free-falling from the sky. Who would dare go Bald then? Everyone would wish for more hair or even resort to going out with bedding covering their heads. A plastic basin wouldn’t last more than a few minutes before being smashed.

Not to mention the mudslides and massive thunderstorms following the earthquake predicted in the coming years, or the landslides caused by torrential downpours. For the Banana District, situated at the foot of the mountains, hail was a minor concern.

Lightning-struck stones were the real problem.

It was as if they had offended the Thunder God, Lightning Mother, and Wind Lady, prompting them to vigorously carve up the mountain. This not only produced thunderous roars but also sent various stones flying and burrowing. Of course, scientists analyzed that because the Earth had deviated from its orbit in recent years and was not adapting well, it began its own crustal movements, leading to such violent reactions.

Regardless, having such a highly protective helmet would undoubtedly be a great blessing.

There were many helmets, but Jing Shu didn’t take too many—just about ten, enough for her family. She planned to take them into her space, modify them slightly, and change their color.

There were also some bulletproof vests. Since there weren’t many, Jing Shu took only three sets. These were quite heavy and cumbersome to wear. Huaxia’s troops were rarely issued them, but in the event of war, hundreds of thousands could be produced urgently.

"Professional gas masks too, perfect!" Jing Shu exclaimed, genuinely surprised. These were nothing like the ones sold on certain online platforms for a few hundred yuan that only offered protection against paint fumes. Although I’m unsure of their exact protection level, they have to be useful against the toxic air and foul stenches of the apocalypse, right?

Believe me, you really wouldn’t want to spend an entire year smelling farts—and not a consistent type of fart, either, but a variety that randomly changed with the weather’s mood...

Rumor had it that the Earth had an upset stomach that year.

This time, Jing Shu took more than fifty gas masks. If she hadn’t, they would likely deteriorate and become unusable in a few years anyway. She stored them carefully in her space, intending to provide them to those in need later—for a fee, of course.