After Mo Si left last night, Qiuqiu pondered over how she should stream, what she should stream, and how far she should go.
Should she only film the people of Q3, or speak bluntly about the situation here? Should she mention Wen Jun? Originally, she had decided against saying anything. But recalling Mo Si’s parting words—that there might be negative news about him—Qiuqiu made up her mind to speak out.
Mo Si was an Admiral. As Qiuqiu gradually integrated into this era, she began to understand the true weight his name carried. It was impossible for someone like him to casually have negative news circulating. If there was any, it definitely had to be spread by enemies within his own circle.
Based on her previous conversations with Little Panda and various minor details she had picked up on, Qiuqiu concluded that Mo Si’s enemies must be the so-called Imperial Family. He had mentioned that someone was backing Q3. Analyzing the current information, the ones controlling this place were highly likely members of the Imperial Family.
Then, this morning, the Star Network was flooded with marketing accounts attacking Little Panda for deploying troops without authorization. No wonder he had asked if she minded revealing a portion of her superpower.
The clash between the two sides was like a game of cards—one card from you, one card from me. Currently, the Imperial Family didn’t know that Mo Si had a "justifiable cause," and they were desperately playing their cards based on that blind spot. Little Panda, on the other hand, was holding his hand close to his chest, biding his time to deliver a final, decisive blow amidst the storm. However, this meant he would suffer heavy criticism from the uninformed public.
Thus, Qiuqiu joined this card game too.
But she had no intention of following the established rules. Holding her hand, she didn’t plan on playing it card by card. Instead, she flipped all her cards face up and smashed the entire deck onto the table.
They wanted to push the narrative that his deployment was unprovoked? Then Qiuqiu would show everyone exactly what kind of state Q3 was in. She would let everyone see exactly how this Mo Si, who had "unprovokedly" mobilized his troops, appeared in the eyes of the Q3 people.
The camera was already moving, following Qiuqiu.
"The intermission is over. The charity clinic is beginning. Next, I will be conducting a charity clinic for two hours," Qiuqiu said, glancing at the camera. "Because it might get a bit busy, I won’t be able to interact with everyone.
"However, I will still be making food, and the background system will simultaneously transmit the food data. Since we are outdoors, the collected pheromones might be slightly mixed, and the sensors being used aren’t very advanced either, so the taste might be a bit different from what you expect."
After explaining everything, the camera followed Qiuqiu as she walked out of the kitchen.
The wide-angle lens captured a vast expanse in a single frame. This type of footage was completely different from a professional broadcast. The proximity and slight shaking of the camera made it feel incredibly real. As the lens panned, a dilapidated scene straight out of a disaster movie came into view, along with several dark-skinned, emaciated people.
The comment barrage fell silent for a moment.
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It was a scene that, no matter how many times one looked, made it impossible to remain calm.
Dressed in rags, some were even missing limbs. They were nothing but skin and bones, and a few couldn’t even draw a full breath. They lined up in front of the lens. A few craned their necks to stare at the camera. Those terrifyingly thin necks supported shriveled heads with pitch-black faces, where only the whites of their eyes and their teeth provided any contrast.
They trudged through the crowd, a stark contrast to everything bright and shiny around the viewers, yet they shared one fundamental trait—they were all human.
[They look so pitiful...]
[I suddenly understand why Juju came to hold a charity clinic.]
[She really is such a gentle and kind person. Seeing this kind of scene over at the hospital... I remember the hospital uses a triage system, right? Our Juju would have fewer patients assigned to her. She probably just wants to help more people.]
Amidst the chatter, Qiuqiu’s path of healing had already begun.