Forced to become a top influencer, I rely on my tu cao to ruin the cultivation world.

An eerily tense atmosphere hung over the square at Nantianmen.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's phoenix eyes, which were originally filled with murderous intent, were now fixed on the "industrial blueprint" in Jia Zhuang's hand. As the commander-in-chief of the Western Camp of the Heavenly Court, she knew better than anyone the predicament the Heavenly Court was facing—the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was becoming increasingly scarce, the cultivation of the immortals had stagnated, and the output of the Peach Garden was declining year by year.

"Spiritual energy purification... a 300% increase in recycling rate?" Xuan Nu's voice was somewhat hoarse. She suppressed the shock in her heart and said coldly, "Jia Zang, you are just a mortal, yet you know such ancient mechanical arts?"

"Mystic Goddess, this is called 'Industrial Engineering,' not 'Mechanical Engineering.'" Jia Zhuang proudly rolled up the blueprints, not handing them over directly, but waving them in front of her like he was teasing a cat. "This thing can not only solve the spiritual energy shortage in the Western Camp, but also equip your Golden Guards with 'exoskeleton armor,' doubling their combat power. How about it, want it?"

"You..." Xuan Nu was enraged by his attitude, but reason told her that the value of this blueprint was immeasurable.

Just as the two sides were deadlocked and Xuan Nu was about to order a forced seizure, Jia Zang suddenly pressed a red button on the bulldozer's handlebars.

"Since we can't reach an agreement, let's try a different approach." Jia Zhuang grinned, revealing a set of white teeth. "Family, the show is about to begin!"

"Sizzle—"

A visible ripple spread outwards in all directions from the towering "signal tower" on top of the bulldozer.

This is not an attack, but rather "full-area signal coverage".

The next second, the once azure sky above Nantianmen suddenly "cracked" like a shattered mirror. Countless beams of light intertwined in the air, and then a huge, semi-transparent screen covering half the sky appeared.

This is not a magic trick of the Heavenly Court. This is a "Cyber ​​Heavenly Court Holographic Live Broadcast Room" that Jia Zang forcibly set up in the Heavenly Court using the system's black technology.

In the upper left corner of the screen, the live stream title was prominently displayed: "Shocking! Violent Enforcement by Heavenly Court: Mortals Dare to Angry But Suppress Their Voices?"

[Number of viewers in the live stream: 1,000,000+]

[Popularity: Extremely High]

"Holy crap! This is the Heavenly Court? The decor is pretty luxurious! It's all gold, isn't it tacky?"

[Comments float by]

"Who is that woman? So elegant! Those legs... oh no, that aura, absolutely stunning! Is this the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden? I'm in love!"

[Comments float by]

"Is that a bulldozer up ahead? It brings back so many memories! Jia Zang is awesome, he's even brought his livestream to Heaven!"

[Comments float by]

"These are the immortals? They all look so fierce, not even as friendly as the security guard downstairs. Is this what they call 'immortal bearing'? I think it's more like 'ethereal but boneless'!"

[Comments float by]

As netizens flooded in, a massive amount of comments poured in like a burst dam, scrolling wildly from the right side of the screen to the left.

"Activate the barrage cognitive interference system!" Jia Zhuang commanded.

[System notification: Host detected activation of "Public Opinion Warfare" mode. Consuming emotional points... Converting "Complaint Energy" into "Concrete Text"...]

The barrage of comments, which were originally only displayed on the screen, transformed into tangible light and shadow text under the distortion of some kind of law, and crashed down on the Golden Guards in the square.

"Snapped!"

A huge, red-glowing "凶" (xiōng, meaning fierce or ominous) character slammed directly onto the helmet of a Jinwu Guard, bouncing off and turning into a cloud of red mist that made him cough repeatedly.

"Slap! Slap!"

Countless words like "capitalist lackey" and "why should working people make things difficult for each other" were thrown at those celestial soldiers like bricks.

"How dare you!" roared a squad leader of the Imperial Guards, swinging his sword at the characters in the air. "Sorcery! This is sorcery!"

However, though the words were light and airy, they contained the "power of thought" and "emotions" of billions of living beings in the mortal world. When the squad leader slashed down with his sword, the words not only did not shatter, but bounced back and slammed heavily into his chest.

[Dao Heart Shattering Degree +10]

On Jia Zang's system panel, the following line of data appeared.

"Goddess Xuan Nu, look, this is the power of 'public opinion'." Jia Zhuang spread his hands, pointing to the barrage of comments flying everywhere. "Right now, the whole world is watching you. Every move you make will be scrutinized by millions of eyes. Doesn't your so-called 'divine might' seem a bit... ridiculous in the face of these comments?"

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden looked up at the sky.

She saw the words buzzing around the Golden Guard like flies.

This woman seems unhappy. Who owes her money?

[Is the pressure of KPI assessments in Heaven too great? Look how much they're pushing the kids.]

[Is this the legendary immortal? I think it's more like an "immortal" (crazy).]

Xuan Nu's face turned pale and then red. In her life, she had fought countless battles, slaying demons and evil spirits, but she had never seen such a... such a shameless and undefendable attack.

These words were not offensive, but they carried a kind of "mockery" and "deconstruction" that she could not understand. They completely dissolved the lofty majesty of the gods.

"Turn it off!" Xuan Nu commanded through gritted teeth.

"Shut it down? This is the 'Heavenly Dao Certification' live stream channel, I can't shut it down." Jia Zhuang looked innocent. "Unless... you withdraw your troops, and we sit down and have a proper discussion about the cooperation on the 'Spiritual Energy Purification Machine'."

"You're dreaming!"

Xuan Nu swung her jade ruyi scepter sharply, and a dazzling silver light shot straight into the sky, attempting to shatter the huge holographic screen.

However, the moment the silver light touched the screen, the comments on the screen suddenly erupted.

[Warning: High-energy content ahead!]

[Non-combat personnel evacuate!]

Is this the quality of the Heavenly Court? They just take action without warning?

[Screen recording made! Posting on Weibo! #HeavenlyCourtViolentlySuppressesMortals#]

As the comments section erupted with excitement, a golden beam of light descended from the sky, directly blocking Xuan Nu's attack.

That's a "traffic shield".

The higher the level of attention from the mortal realm, the stronger Jia Zang's defenses become.

"It's no use, Your Majesty." Jia Zhuang shook his head, pulled a bucket of popcorn from the bulldozer, and explained while eating, "My livestream's popularity has already exceeded 100 million. Every time you attack, my popularity increases by one point, and my shield gets stronger by one point. You're helping me recharge!"

Xuan Nu's hand froze in mid-air.

She sensed it.

The surrounding air was filled with a frenzied atmosphere of "eating melons" (a Chinese idiom for gossiping or engaging in idle chatter). This atmosphere was weakening the morale of her heavenly soldiers.

The Imperial Guards, who had been brimming with murderous intent, now all kept their heads down, not daring to look at the sky or the ground. Because if they looked up, they would see countless huge characters for "coward" or "weak" floating before their eyes.

[That soldier with the gun, his hand is shaking.]

[It breaks my heart; they seem like overworked corporate slaves forced to work overtime.]

[Even heavenly soldiers are soldiers, can you please stop bullying them?]

When the last comment appeared, the trembling heavenly soldier's eyes reddened, and he almost cried.

Jia Zang keenly observed this scene.

"Do you see that, Goddess Xuan Nu?" Jia Zang's voice echoed throughout the square through the microphone. "Your soldiers' hearts are in turmoil. They've begun to doubt the meaning of their existence. They feel they're not heroes protecting the Three Realms, but clowns mocked by mortals."

"This is the 'war of public opinion'."

"To kill someone is to destroy their spirit; this is the best approach."

Xuan Nu took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in her heart. She knew that if she continued fighting, not only would she fail to capture Jia Zhuang, but she would also completely destroy the morale of her elite troops.

"Jia Zang," the Mystic Maiden said, retracting her jade scepter, her voice as cold as ice, "you are very clever. But do you think this will threaten the Heavenly Court?"

"I wouldn't dare threaten you, I just want to do business." Jia Zhuang chuckled and pushed the blueprint forward. "This blueprint, along with a prototype of the 'Spiritual Energy Purification Machine,' is only 100,000 high-grade spirit stones. Or... you can choose to exchange it for 'that abandoned wasteland west of the South Heavenly Gate.' I want to build a 'Qingyun Heavy Industry Heavenly Court Office' there."

"Absurd!" the Mystic Maiden roared. "How dare you... grace the Heavenly Court with your presence..."

"Your Majesty!"

Just then, a member of the Imperial Guard stepped forward and whispered a few words in Xuan Nu's ear.

Xuan Nu's expression changed instantly.

"What did you say? The spiritual energy reserves of the Western Camp... are only 30% left?"

The Imperial Guard, sweating profusely, nodded: "Yes...yes. Moreover, the power of faith in the mortal realm has been fluctuating wildly recently. If we don't resolve the spiritual energy issue as soon as possible, we might not even have enough magic power to fly for the martial arts competition next month."

The goddess remained silent.

She looked at Jia Zhuang with a complicated expression.

This mortal not only possesses technical skills, but also holds the lifeline of the Heavenly Court in his hands.

"I don't have 100,000 high-grade spirit stones," the Mystic Maiden said coldly. "But that wasteland... I can lend it to you. However, if you can't build that machine, I'll personally chop you up and feed you to the dogs."

"Deal!" Jia Zhuang snapped his fingers.

"Also..." Xuan Nu pointed to the huge live broadcast screen in the sky, "Turn it off."

"No problem, no problem."

Jia Zhuang pressed the button again.

The screen in the sky flickered a few times, then dissipated into specks of starlight.

[Live stream ended. Thank you for watching, everyone. Tomorrow at the same time, we will be live streaming the establishment ceremony of the "Heavenly Demolition Team." Stay tuned!]

As the live stream ended, the suffocating "bullet screen pressure" on the square finally disappeared.

The Imperial Guards breathed a sigh of relief, and many of them even sat down on the ground, panting heavily.

Jia Zang jumped off the bulldozer, walked up to Xuan Nu, and extended his right hand: "It's a pleasure to cooperate with you, Goddess Xuan Nu. Oh, I forgot to remind you, remember to connect water and electricity to that wasteland, otherwise our construction team won't be able to work."

Xuan Nu didn't even look at his outstretched hand, snorted coldly, and turned away with a flick of her sleeve.

"withdraw!"

The Imperial Guards, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, quickly lined up and withdrew.

Watching them leave, Jia Zhuang's smile gradually faded, replaced by a deep sense of calculation.

"System, please tally up the revenue from the live stream just now."

[Ding! Live stream duration: 30 minutes.]

[Attention gained: 500 million.]

[Emotional value gained (mockery/shock/spectatorship): 2 million points.]

[Received reward: equivalent to 3000 spirit stones.]

[Special Reward: Unlocks a tech tree branch – "Brainwashing... oh no, Corporate Culture Building".]

"3000 spirit stones... every little bit helps." Jia Zhuang stroked his chin. "However, the real profit is that piece of land."

He turned around and looked at the overgrown wasteland to the west of the South Heavenly Gate, his eyes gleaming with ambition.

"Finally, I will have a place to stand at the South Heavenly Gate."

Just then, a timid voice sounded behind him.

"That...Boss Jia?"

Jia Zang turned around and found the heavenly soldier who had almost cried earlier standing not far away, clutching his spear tightly and looking at him with a conflicted expression.

"What? You've thought it through and want to switch jobs and become a security guard here?" Jia Zhuang raised an eyebrow.

"No...no." Tianbing blushed. "That...the 'self-heating hot pot' they mentioned in the live stream...and that 'happy water'...do you really sell them here?"

Jia Zang was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Yes! Of course!"

He patted the celestial soldier on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Young man, you have good judgment. The life of an immortal is too bitter; it's time to taste the sweetness of life."

"Come on, get in the car! The first meal is on me! Let's eat and chat about your future career plans—like, how to start a 'guild' in Nantianmen or something..."

As the sun set, it cast long shadows of Jia Zang and the heavenly soldier.

The twilight at Nantianmen no longer seemed so solemn.

A scent called "capital" and "desire" is quietly spreading across this sacred land.