The Empire at this time.
Qin Mohan walked off the spaceship. Although he had intentionally concealed his trip when he returned, there were still many people at the airport.
Among these people, reporters accounted for over thirty percent.
When the reporters saw the person they had been waiting for finally emerge, they all swarmed forward at once.
"Your Highness, you've finally returned. Could you grant us an interview about your situation with the Zerg?" A young woman immediately stepped in front of Qin Mohan, her face slightly flushed as she asked.
Indeed, no matter when one looked, His Highness the Crown Prince was always so handsome.
Ah, it was such a pity that the Crown Prince had gotten engaged like this.
The female reporter mused inwardly.
"Excuse me, Your Highness, is the boy on the internet truly the newly reincarnated King of the Zerg?"
"Crown Prince, will the Zerg truly cooperate with us?"
"Your Highness, have the Zerg really changed their ways?"
The moment the reporters saw Qin Mohan, they rushed forward.
They were all inquiring about the most popular questions on the internet. Although many influential figures had stated that the Zerg King sincerely intended to ally with them, the public remained concerned that the alien race might suddenly turn and bite them.
Another matter was that for a nation's heir apparent to so easily travel to an unstable country was, in itself, a huge piece of news.
Some even speculated whether the Crown Prince had known the new Zerg King long before and if his trip there was for some other purpose.
For instance, for a certain position.
After all, the person in power at the top had been there for a very long time and showed no intention of abdicating.
Thus, after this incident, some people began to speculate that the Crown Prince might use the power of the alien race to inherit that long-delayed position.
However, this conjecture only circulated within small groups of close friends.
After all, if such rumors were to spread, it would be far more than just being invited for tea.
Many would end up sewing for life in the free housing or be eliminated.
Upon seeing these reporters, Qin Mohan's brow furrowed slightly. He then coldly ordered them, "Disperse."
As he spoke, he used a bit of his mental power.
Most of the reporters, being ordinary people, collapsed to the ground under the sudden surge of mental energy.
However, they harbored no complaints, as they all knew that His Highness the Crown Prince usually acted this way in such situations.
Those standing further back silently took a step back, witnessing this scene.
It was clear that His Highness was not in a good mood.
Perhaps it was due to the sheer number of people who had arrived.
For some reason, the Crown Prince had begun to detest the occupation of social resources for trivial matters.
The current scene was a prime example. Yet, they were desperate to uncover this trending story.
Qin Mohan walked towards the exit with no expression on his face, his gaze sweeping over the sprawled figures. As he neared the door, he turned back and coldly stated, "There will not be a next time."
With that, he walked out.
The entire airport was left with the disarrayed reporters.
They all silently took out their StarNet devices and, in unison, looked for job recruitment applications.
"Boohoo, we'll never be reporters again."
"So scary, so scary."
"I never thought being a reporter would be a matter of life and death."
"Waaaah."
"Even if God himself came, I wouldn't be a reporter anymore."
As Qin Mohan walked out of the airport, he mused, "These reporters spend their days not doing their jobs, only chasing useless gossip. Is this what the Empire supports them for? If that's the case, they might as well be made to grow potatoes."
With this thought, Qin Mohan took out his StarNet and spoke a few words to someone on the other end before hanging up.
These people should have been eliminated long ago.
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This was the first day of the war against the Zerg. All the news channels were broadcasting the explosion of the Zerg planet, along with data graphics showing no signs of life on the planet.
For this day, the entire universe was filled with a sense of happiness.
However, this atmosphere lasted less than two days before many reporters began publishing articles, claiming that the person who had sacrificed themself to destroy the Zerg planet was a madman. They alleged that he had a history of intentional assault during high school and therefore did not deserve the reverence and commemoration of the people.
Following the publication of this article, many people below chimed in with their agreement.
"Yes, yes, I went to high school with that person. I heard long ago that he did many despicable things to win first place in martial arts competitions."
"What? How could this be? Then such a person should absolutely not appear in my son's textbooks. I'm not refusing to recognize this hero, but purely for my son's sake, I hope everyone can understand."
"This, even if this matter is not true, I still agree with the statement above. A person whose character is in question, I still don't want them to appear in my little daughter's life. I hope everyone can understand the mentality of us mothers."
"Right, right, I also know this 'hero'. He was very arrogant in high school and barely attended classes. If such a person were to be included in elementary school textbooks, I would be very worried about the future of our country."
The origin of this incident was the Empire's plan to include those who had heroically sacrificed themselves in elementary school textbooks and history books.
Initially, the StarNet was filled with unanimous agreement, and some even encouraged the act of including significant figures in textbooks.
However, at some point, someone on the internet suddenly began doxxing Lin Hao's entire life history.
An orphan who grew up in a welfare institution, he managed to get into one of the top high schools in the entire Empire through his own abilities.
He then single-handedly destroyed the Zerg planet.
This was undoubtedly the story of a protagonist.
Yet, upon seeing Lin Hao's life story, there was no gratitude. Instead, some people even impersonated his classmates and revealed his 'dark secrets'?
Instantly, all voices began to develop in a bizarre direction.
By the time Qin Mohan learned of this matter, the entire internet had already collapsed.
Qin Mohan arrived at Lin Hao's grave. He looked at the smiling young man in the photograph on the tombstone, squatted down, and gently caressed his picture, muttering in disbelief, "Are you really gone?"
Is this the only way you can find peace?
You left for the front lines without saying a word?
Are those two words truly so unworthy of you?
Do you know
What people on the internet are saying about you?
If you were still here, you would surely rush out and beat them up upon seeing those words.
What is the true meaning of your actions?
Is it for people to unearth your life story after your death, without gratitude for what you did?
And to fabricate baseless accusations at will.
Was it worth it?
Or rather, Lin Hao, what were you running away from?