I am the devil, I only know how to trade.

She was the same way; because of keyboard warriors, she ultimately had no choice but to commit suicide.

Because of jealousy, even the person she trusted most did not help her. Jealousy itself is humanity's original sin.

"Hmm..." Nanase Karin was also drunk at this time. The group didn't just sing at the karaoke bar; they also ordered a lot of drinks.

As they chatted, the conversation turned to their professions.

Altair describes herself as a freelance photographer, Setsuna Shimazaki says she's an editor, and Karin Nanase is naturally her idol.

Unfortunately, neither Altair nor Setsuna Shimazaki knew her, as she had only been in the mortal realm for a short time.

"Phew, how can we punish these guys?" Altair said in a deep voice.

"I don't know, maybe only someone like Lord Luo Feng could do that?" Shimazaki Setsuna whispered.

"Damn it, this guy took away my power." Altair looked exasperated. "To be honest, I really don't want to see him."

“There’s really no way.” Nanase Karin shook her head, looking dejected. “Once the hype starts, I’m already ruined. Even if they take back what they said before, it won’t matter. Netizens won’t admit they were wrong. Even if I make a smooth comeback, I’ll be forgotten very quickly.”

The person they're talking about might be a big shot?

But this is not something that big shots can do. Even if you are an idol and can make a comeback without fans, so what?

"Phew... Sorry, we can't help you either." Setsuna Shimazaki said apologetically.

…………

Kato Megumi followed her to a nightclub.

She blended in like a normal service worker.

Passersby barely noticed her; it was like a bunch of waiters standing together, all looking the same.

She easily found the two men and saw them touching the girl next to her inappropriately. She couldn't help but quietly take two photos and then had them take a picture with an electronic clock not far away.

Well, that's fine. The previous video wasn't enough to ruin his reputation, but with this photo, the reporter will probably be fired, and I can also achieve some performance targets.

After doing all this, Kato Megumi turned and left as if nothing had happened.

After drinking with courtesans, the office worker and Sagara Yasuo returned home satisfied.

As usual, office workers browse forums after arriving home.

Seeing the success of an entrepreneur, he sneered and started typing: 'Making so much money and not doing charity? He's obviously a shrewd businessman.'

As for whether he is a shrewd businessman or not, or whether he has donated a single penny, does it matter?

After that, he saw a former female classmate posting a selfie.

They were all in the same class. He liked her, but when he confessed to her, he found out that she already had a boyfriend, who was tall, rich, and handsome.

"Am I the only one who thinks she looks like a freak? That face... the photo retoucher must earn millions a year, right? The makeup artist must charge hundreds of thousands for a single appearance, right?"

Someone donated a school?

'Donating to schools is definitely just a way to create a persona, isn't it?'

Online, he was full of arrogance and acted as if he were superior to others.

“Regentropfen sind meine Trönen…”

Just then, singing came from next door, the same old "Sword Dance Song".

Boom boom boom!

He banged on the wall hard. Who lives next door? They're so unreliable.

He yelled at the top of his lungs, "You dare to sing when you can sing so terribly? You're all useless anime otaku!"

bang bang bang...

Not long after, there was a loud knocking on the door.

"Who is it?" The office worker walked to the door and opened it impatiently.

There stood a man, 1.9 meters tall, with muscular build, wearing a white vest with Yuzuriha Inori printed on it, looking down at him.

"Was it you who smashed the wall and shouted those words? I just like anime, so what the hell is wrong with that?" the big man sneered.

"Oh?" The office worker quickly apologized with a smile, "Sorry, I bumped it by accident. I was watching a TV series, it was just lines, lines."

"Hmph, keep your voice down!" The big man glared at him fiercely, then turned and walked back.

He was cosplaying as Takenori Akagi at this anime convention.

The office worker breathed a sigh of relief after closing the door.

Wasn't it supposed to be that even a shut-in's fighting power is less than half a goose? How come there's such a big guy here!

He cautiously returned to his computer, abandoning his previous pontificating, and quietly began reading the posts.

Just then, a very eye-catching headline caught his eye.

Shocking! Famous YouTuber Yasuo Sagara was spotted on a train, remaining indifferent to an older man harassing a female student.

He clicked on it and was immediately stunned.

Xiangliang?

He quickly clicked on the post and found that he and Sagara were both in the picture. He secretly glanced at them a few times, especially the way his eyes were fixed on the female student's buttocks, which was completely captured on camera.

He was shocked. This was a local forum, not a big city like Tokyo, but a small city.

He couldn't care less about his righteous comrades and looked at the comments.

'Isn't that the famous content creator?'

'Wow, seeing this and not only did they not call the police or stop it, but they filmed it themselves?'

'Is this what a champion of justice is? I'm impressed!'

'That guy next to him is so sleazy, all lust and no guts.'

He quickly replied: 'How can you post someone else's video without permission? That's an infringement of their portrait rights!'

He then replied on the thread where his friend was speaking: 'He might have wanted to stop it, but what if he saw the assailant's knife?'

'I suggest starting from scratch.'

He saw the comment and commented on that thread: 'How would you feel if someone said that about you?'

"Isn't this someone from our company? Oh my god, I'm going to report this to my superiors."

This person tagged a lot of people.

Upon seeing this, the office worker's eyes widened. If this escalated, they might lose their job!

You keyboard warriors, so timid in real life but so ruthless online, you all deserve to die!

I'm going to have Sagara investigate you and expose you!

Damn the internet, why does it have to be so advanced? When will people's manners improve?

Chapter 510 Doing a Good Deed Every Day

Do you want to know the meaning of life? Do you want to truly...live?

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared behind the office worker.

"Who?" The office worker was startled and fell to the ground with a thud.

Luo Feng smiled as he looked at the person in front of him and said softly, "I am the devil, the messenger of hell. You seem to be very troubled."

"A devil?" The office worker was even more frightened.

What's going on? Is this person mentally ill? Or did they break into my house before?

Luo Feng floated slowly in the air, looking down at the office worker: "Answer me, is it these irresponsible comments on the internet that make you very unhappy?"

"You were unable to intervene or stop them because of work, and yet they say this about you."

"If you lose your job for some inexplicable reason, who will send money home every month? How will you pursue the goddess of your dreams?"

"They only saw your normal behavior and didn't realize your difficulties."

"There were so many people on the bus, why did they single out the two of you?"

"Actually, aren't these people the same as you? Is it that ordinary people don't go online, or that netizens don't go out on the streets?"

"They stand on their moral high ground to criticize you, but weren't they indifferent at the time?"

The office workers were deeply moved by Luo Feng's words.

Absolutely!

The devil understands the human heart very well.

"And that guy next door, his singing is really awful," Luo Feng said. "He intimidates you with his tall and burly physique. People like that are just as despicable as keyboard warriors on the internet."

"Keyboard warriors can make you feel bad online, but they can also cause you real-world harm."

"Yes! That's it, you understand perfectly!" The office worker nodded quickly.

"So, you want revenge?" Luo Feng smiled slightly. "With a year of your lifespan, those who criticized you will suffer the same harm they inflicted upon them."

"For example, if someone says you are indifferent and have lustful thoughts but lack the courage to act on them, then they will also encounter the same thing tomorrow, and they will also expose it online and be criticized by netizens."

"That big guy, he'll run into someone even worse than him, and he'll teach him a lesson."

"The person who comments on your appearance will also unknowingly appear on camera and be judged by others on their appearance."

"Lifespan?" The office worker was startled.

Even though it's only a year, that's a lifetime!

"Let me show you your future." Luo Feng pointed at him. "Then you'll know just how worthwhile this year has been."

The office worker vaguely saw himself on the second day of work. He had just arrived at the company when his colleagues were talking about him and his boss was looking at him with unfriendly eyes.

A few days later, he was fired for stepping into the company with his left foot first.

Of course, the reason given to outsiders wouldn't be such nonsense; rather, it was that he damaged the company's image.

The claim that he was ugly because he stepped into the company with his left foot, affecting everyone's appetite, was purely the boss's way of venting his anger.

Seeing the mocking looks from her colleagues, who were usually very polite, but now revealed their ugly side, the office worker felt angry.