The Daily Life Of A Cyberpunk Magician
Chapter 386 - 228 Wait, He Entered the Morgue?!

Chapter 386: Chapter 228 Wait, He Entered the Morgue?!

"What are you thinking? Can this kind of livestream even be real? The host is clearly in cahoots with the Magician—that fly is either video editing or a simulation fly. There’s no such thing as a Resurrection Technique, just a bunch of idiots here licking it up."

"Ha, if they could really resurrect a fly, wouldn’t they be taken away for research?"

"I’m done with this—what’s there to argue about? The Magic is obviously fake, right? Isn’t this trick simple? The host and the Photographer are surely plants. It’s definitely a simulation fly that’s flying, they just switched it with a real fly when the Photographer caught it."

"Indeed, no need to blow things out of proportion."

"This host really knows how to act."

"Come out and explain, are you a plant or not?"

"Indeed, if it’s a plant then everyone might as well disperse, it wouldn’t affect me in the slightest."

Amid the vast sea of comments on the live chat, a few comments, whether irate or from apparent armchair experts, drifted by, and Koichi Kojima noticed them too, a wave of sentiment inexplicably surging in his heart.

Now, with twenty thousand viewers tuning in, such comments were unavoidable—not just attacks on Mr. Jiang Shu the Magician but attacks on him as the host as well.

This situation didn’t exist back when only a hundred and fifty people watched. Just like any expanding group, as the numbers grew, so did the number of morons, continuously polluting the group, ultimately driving genuine enthusiasts away with a foul atmosphere.

He never thought it would happen to him.

Hmm? So does this mean he’s really about to become famous?

This is definitely an opportunity, one he must seize.

In that moment, Koichi Kojima realized this.

However, given the current circumstances, he needed to directly address the malicious speculation about being a "plant." As the host of the program, he surely had the ability to guide public opinion, so he suddenly hesitated.

But if he responded, whose side should he take?

Should he stand with Jiang Shu or with those groundless accusers?

Looking at the outcome, if he now falsely claimed he was really Jiang Shu’s plant, that would instantly bring him an uncountable amount of attention. And he could use such a lie to...

Instantly become the center of attention, dominate the entertainment news headlines, emerge as a "Righteous Whistleblower" and a rising internet celebrity, then rapidly monetize the views by selling merchandise. Even if he could only be famous for a month, that would be enough to earn more money than he could ever spend in his lifetime.

Even if he might be subject to internet abuse and condemnation after the truth came out, what did that matter?

If he stood with Jiang Shu, clarifying matters...

Those who were inclined to believe would believe in Jiang Shu without the need for plants or editing, and those who disbelieved would not be swayed by Koichi’s clarifications; it would be a futile effort.

And for himself, he might gain a fair bit of popularity from this episode, but it was incidental to him; he might not be so lucky with the next episode.

At most...

Because of this episode, the upper management might tentatively offer him some opportunities to see if he could make the show work. If he really was an undiscovered gem, perhaps he could take off.

So now he had two options before him: shamelessly make a fortune, or clarify the truth and then attempt to grasp that elusive opportunity.

For many people, this wouldn’t even be a choice—who would pass up money that came knocking at the door?

"..."

Koichi Kojima gritted his teeth, then he stood in front of the camera: "I must clarify something, neither my Photographer Ooishi nor I are auxiliary personnel hired by Mr. Jiang Shu. This might be hard to prove, but I can guarantee it with my career as a host and my personal integrity."

Suddenly, he felt a bit of sadness in his heart. Indeed, even if he chose his conscience, what evidence did he have to prove he wasn’t a plant?

Spreading rumors required just a few keystrokes, but his attempt to counter them felt almost impossible.

"Not to be rude, but using your miserable hosting career as a guarantee doesn’t exactly inspire confidence, does it?"

"How much money does it take to bribe someone like you to be a plant?"

"How much is integrity worth?"

"There’s no shame in making money."

"Count me in for some cash next time. I’ll be a plant too."

At this time, Koichi couldn’t understand why it seemed like he could only see these sarcastic comments, and he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

He hadn’t expected that after making such a tough decision, it was just the beginning of his difficulties.

"I can show all of my bank records, which are certified by the bank and can’t be faked or deleted; I can also provide my schedule and conversation records from the past few days. I can prove I haven’t taken any money, nor has anyone contacted me to be a plant," Koichi Kojima rapidly finished saying all this. Then, under his guidance, the camera turned towards Jiang Shu, "Now I need to continue the live broadcast with Magician Jiang Shu. We won’t comment on this issue for now. Those stirring up trouble will be blocked immediately."

"Here we go, the classic delete, mute, and block combo."

You have blocked the user "Rhythm Master Yi Yi Yi."

And with that, this matter came to a temporary close, allowing Koichi to focus his attention on Jiang Shu standing at the entrance of the hospital ward.

They had now arrived at the inpatient department, with pristine and inviting light beige as the main color theme, spacious corridors accommodating six or seven people side by side, and a comfortable living environment conducive to the patients’ recovery.