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What kind of ridiculous question is this?
Suzune Horikita really couldn't understand these people's train of thought.
Speaking of news highlights, last night's thunderstorm was what everyone should be paying attention to. The Metropolitan Police Department had already announced it: A "once-in-a-thousand-years" supercell thunderstorm interspersed with magnitude 5 and 6 earthquakes.
This kind of event was the news point that a responsible citizen should focus on.
But…
She shook her head. Her exquisite, indifferent face showed her disdain.
She believed that "Other people are Hell." She could live perfectly well on her own. So, other people's unreliable behavior usually did not arouse her interest.
Except for one particular comment in a forum thread titled "Experience the Warmth and Coldness of the World."
[User: Experience the Ups and Downs of Life]:
It's a dying fantasy of a low-class person!
A bed of hundreds of square meters? Let me analyze it for you logically.
From the perspective of architectural structure, a bed of hundreds of square meters requires a bedroom of at least hundreds or even thousands of square meters!
So, with a bedroom of that size, what about the owner's living room? How much area would the kitchen, bathroom, and corridors occupy? With such a massive floor area, how many stories would the building need?
Let me tell you: Ordinary commercial buildings don't even have such a large floor area!
Also, consider the wealth required. How much power must the owner wield to hold onto such assets?
A bed of hundreds of square meters… You should keep dreaming. In our country, only the top 1% of the rich and powerful can even touch that lifestyle.
For ordinary people to sleep in a bed of hundreds of square meters? You might as well pray to win the lottery tomorrow.
Even if ordinary people work hard their entire lives, they can't enjoy such luxury. So wake up, dead otaku!
Living in a garbage room of dozens of square meters is your true reality!
After reading this post word by word, Horikita's face became uglier and uglier.
She looked around.
Her own room was just dozens of square meters.
Moreover, she was the kind of person who staunchly believed that hard work would be rewarded—that through effort, one could become a superior person.
Her eyes instantly sharpened.
This person had obviously touched her bottom line. She would never allow anyone to belittle the concept of "hard work" like this.
Staring at the words "Snail House," "Rubbish," and "Otaku," her expression darkened.
Her tender hands, white as green onions, began to type on the keyboard furiously. She had to let this cynic know that hard work was not as worthless as he claimed.
Hmm… interesting.
Seiran Mizunotsuki spent a few System Points to look through the network cable.
He saw a greasy-haired white-collar worker venting his dissatisfaction with life on the Internet.
What the man said was logical and well-founded, which immediately made the post explode with enough heat to overshadow the thunderstorm news.
Because most of the people online in Japan were young people with hot tempers. It was impossible for them to tolerate this person's overt insults.
What does it mean to be an otaku living in a garbage dump?
What does it mean to "Wake Up"?
Are you saying ordinary people can never succeed?
Many people felt personally attacked. So, a massive flame war ensued.
Among them, a user named "Others are Hell" (Horikita), preaching with a righteous tone, also attracted a lot of insults. Because this person not only argued against the cynic but also preached to everyone else with a superior attitude.
This is really…
Seiran chuckled.
A high-end version of Yukinoshita suddenly came into view.
Suzune Horikita. The heroine of Classroom of the Elite.
That was no problem. This person was indeed a loner who didn't care about trends and had even less emotional intelligence than Yukino Yukinoshita.
So… let's spend a few more System Points.
Seiran decided to set the location for his next manifestation.
Itsukushima Shrine.
The center of Shintoism in Japan.
As for Japanese religion, there are Onmyoji and Shrine Maidens. But there are also Shinto Priests and Buddhist Monks.
Kannushi (Shinto Priests), also known as the Servants of God.
Since the Extraordinary was emerging, religious figures must be treated equally. After all, it was a ready-made setting he could use as is.
He clicked on another comment by the cynic [Experience the Ups and Downs of Life].
[User: Experience the Ups and Downs of Life]:
Impossible! I said, even if ordinary people spend their whole lives trying to catch up, they can never reach the level of the Zaibatsus.
No matter how talented you are, it is impossible! The powerful will not allow anyone to share their cake!
Face reality! You are just a bunch of untouchables!
Well said, Seiran thought. This person is really not afraid of death…
He talked about Zaibatsus constantly. He wasn't afraid of the fire burning him.
If he talked about the Japanese government or the Prime Minister, people wouldn't pay much attention. But Zaibatsus?
Zaibatsus could genuinely send the Public Security Bureau (or "FBI") to his door through the Internet cables.
Then… Seiran began to type.
[User: Dreams Awaken and Flowers Bloom in the Courtyard]:
Sir, your words are indeed thought-provoking. But I personally think that the rich and powerful should reflect on themselves, and the common people should not lose hope.
I have always regarded human life as the most precious treasure. I am unwilling to take more water from the ocean than I need.
I am not as arrogant as you claim the rich to be. I treat those close to me with respect. If it is true that wealth corrupts, then know that my house has strict family rules to prevent it.
I believe my friends will understand.
[User: Dreams Awaken and Flowers Bloom in the Courtyard]:
Sir may not know this, but I am always worried about the greed, anger, ignorance, and hatred of the people. I dare not act rashly. I am always alert, never daring to be negligent.
The powerful and wealthy possess great resources, so they should uphold Great Virtue. Without virtue, they are incompetent. And without ability, they cannot keep their wealth.
Therefore, what Sir said is biased. The people will have their own time to rise, which is in your hands. And the powerful and wealthy will also have their day to fall, which is due to their loss of virtue.
I hope Sir will understand.
Borrowing the persona and tone of a certain "Eldest Miss" , Seiran pinned the reply to the top and waited for it to ferment.
This plan could be described as a depth charge. How many fish would be blown out of the water depended on the subsequent operations.
Just as he was about to use System Points to add fuel to the fire, the doorbell rang.
He looked over with his spiritual sense.
A black-haired beauty with bare shoulders and a cunning smile was waiting outside.
Haruno Yukinoshita.
And beside her stood a mature woman in a kimono, ripe as a peach.
Mother Yukinoshita.
It just so happened that the renovation of Sobu High School would take another day or two. The school's holiday notice had already been issued to cover up the "incident."
Looking at Haruno's actions today… if Seiran was willing, he could taste Haruno's plumpness right now.
Hmm.
But Seiran seemed confident.
Am I that kind of person?
He wasn't very interested in a mere Haruno Yukinoshita.
Yes.
He was interested in the Mother Yukinoshita standing outside the door.
Believe it or not, this gentle-looking lady should have been mentally prepared for what was about to happen.
He turned off the computer, returned to the sofa, and waved his hand.
The door in front of the Yukinoshita women opened immediately.
Haruno and her mother understood the signal almost instantly.
Then, wearing similar friendly, submissive expressions, they slowly walked in…
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