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

A bunch of bastards!

Don't you even look at yourselves? Would you dare to stand up for someone in this situation?

The only difference is that I was photographed!

hum!

Another moment of disorientation.

He went to work the next day as usual, but this time was different. He ran into the big man as soon as he stepped out the door. He had been punished by the police for disturbing the peace.

On his way to work, he casually filmed a video of someone watching another man sexually harass a female student but not daring to stop him, only daring to take pictures from behind.

When he arrived at the company, although everyone was still mocking him, they were using the same tactics against him, so what they said about office workers became what others said about them.

His own disgraceful behavior was completely erased.

That evening, he sent the video he had taken to his good friend Yasuo Sagara, who edited it and stirred up trouble again. The local forums stopped discussing him and started discussing the incident itself.

hum!

Time has returned to reality.

"So, a year's lifespan is a very good deal," Luo Feng said with a smile. "You have your own considerations, right? You know what kind of people your colleagues are, right? You know whether these things will actually happen, right?"

"Really? Just one year of life?" The office worker looked at Luo Feng with trepidation.

The existence of the devil still seemed somewhat unbelievable to him.

“Of course.” Luo Feng handed over a contract.

The office worker glanced at it, signed the contract, and the comments on the first page that upset him would bounce back to the commenter, and the neighbor next door would be punished, at the cost of a year of his lifespan.

Tsk, is it just the first page?

That's true, after all, I didn't contribute much myself.

Alright! If I live one year less, I live one year less!

For someone like me who can live to be a hundred, living to ninety-nine is enough!

He had a feeling of unease before making the contract; he felt that he would really lose his lifespan.

He was mentally prepared and signed the contract without hesitation.

A faint smile appeared on Luo Feng's lips.

It is indeed a year's lifespan, but it doesn't mean your lifespan is reduced by a year; rather, it means you are given a year more.

Tsk, I'll leave you a year, not a month. This devil of mine is too kind; I'm doing a good deed every day.

…………

Paradise, Gabriel's home.

"Gael, do you know why I've come to see you?" Gabriel lifted the restrictions on Gael ahead of time.

"I don't know, my lord," Gael said in a deep voice.

“The mortal realm may experience a minor catastrophe, spearheaded by Luo Feng,” Gabriel said.

"..." Jialu gritted her teeth. Last time, that guy broke the contract and almost beat her to a pulp.

I clearly won! I clearly won!

“So, I’m going to send you to stop him,” Gabriel continued.

"What if he does the same thing as last time..."

"Hmph!" Gabriel snorted coldly.

Suddenly, a screen of light appeared in front of Gael.

In the light screen, God Jehovah pointed at Luo Feng, who had just come up, and Luo Feng's brain was pierced!

Gabriel and Luo Feng did exactly the same thing; they were both masters of editing.

“He was severely injured by God, and his current strength is about the same as yours.” Gabriel waved his hand, and the light screen disappeared: “The majesty of Heaven is inviolable! You are my descendant, and I asked God to punish Luo Feng. God did so.”

Because Gael was previously under house arrest, she was unaware of the truth.

Hearing Gabriel's words, he was deeply moved.

“Ancestor…” Gael looked at Gabriel gratefully, “I will not lose when we are of equal strength, and I will not disgrace you! What he owes me, I will make him pay back!”

"That's the kind of spirit we're looking for! Descend to the mortal realm, Jia'er!"

"Yes, Ancestor!"

Chapter 511 The Power of Journalists

After Luo Feng left, the office worker sent an email to his best friend, Sagara Yasuo, telling him that the forum was discussing his matter.

Sasao Sagara was at home, drinking a little wine and enjoying the air conditioning.

He didn't drink enough at either of the two meals in a row, which shows he's not the type of person who can control himself when drinking.

After receiving the email from the office worker, he smiled dismissively. The message was too slow.

If his father hadn't been somewhat capable, he wouldn't have become friends with such an incompetent person.

He was staring unsteadily at the screen in front of him. This was his homepage, filled with a ton of questions and private messages, all sitting in his inbox and comment section.

He finished his beer, slammed the empty bottle on the table, and started typing furiously on the keyboard.

[Responding to Criticism]

"I saw the knife on the assailant's waist. I thought it didn't matter if I got hurt, but he was too close to the victim."

"I recorded this to preserve evidence, to report it to the police, to expose it, to make this person known to the public, and to prevent more of these kinds of incidents from happening. This is what a well-known journalist should do."

"Did you guys notice this detail? The person who filmed me and the assailant didn't blur the victim's face at all. I want to ask you, did you even consider the victim's feelings? Now your video is viral, you've become famous by riding my coattails, but where is your conscience?"

"I don't care about my own reputation. I'm a journalist, someone who's inherently hated by many criminal elements. I've chosen this path, exposing social injustices everywhere, simply to bring more love and hope to this world."

'And you? You're just after fame, after becoming famous.'

"After today, the victim's image will be widely circulated online. Her family will know, her friends will know, her classmates will know. Do you realize you're driving her to her death?"

"Because of my photo, quite a few people on the tram also ended up in the picture. I don't think anyone wants to be photographed like that, right? Regardless of our initial considerations, this is not a reason for you to infringe on our portrait rights!"

"To the person who filmed this video, I want to tell you, you'd better watch yourself. The internet is not above the law. I've already contacted the cyber police, and I believe we'll see each other in court soon."

Sagara Yasuo polished the article again and sent it out.

You want to climb over me to get ahead? No way!

Who am I, Yasuo Sagara? A master of rhythm!

These kinds of bland and uninteresting videos only bring me some buzz.

'The uploader is right, why not blur the victims' faces?'

'I noticed this problem immediately. Whoever filmed this is an idiot, right?'

I support what you've done!

'Trying to ride the coattails of trending topics without considering the person? Our Sagara-sensei is a righteous journalist; his stories always expose injustice!'

"That's right, this person uploaded the video without even knowing the facts. If Sagara-sensei is retaliated against by thugs, who will be responsible?"

'I wanted to be an unsung hero, but now I've been thrust into the spotlight, haha.'

"It reminds me of something interesting: people who help others in need never blur out the faces of heroes; it's practically giving those seeking revenge a free pass."

Yasuo Sagara's popularity is primarily among the grassroots.

He cleverly exploited human jealousy, like that Shimazaki Setsuna, because she was outstanding and some people couldn't stand it, so she deserved to die.

There are countless editors and illustrators who are not as good as her.

People like that are bound to be jealous of Setsuna Shimazaki, so if you criticize her, they'll blindly follow suit.

What makes her so successful? She must have plagiarized, sold herself, or bought traffic—she must have done at least one of those things, or even all of them!

Why are we inferior to her? It's definitely not because we lack skill or ability, but because we lack luck, looks, and connections!

Why does Yasuo Sagara like to expose cases of superiors bullying subordinates? Because this is a common phenomenon in society, and many people can relate to it.

The majority of people in this society are not managers, but ordinary employees.

Why does he like to expose school bullying? Because it can arouse a lot of people's sympathy and make people empathize with it!

Simply put, he always stands on the side of the majority, occupying the moral high ground.

Now, he has once again taken the moral high ground, condemning the person who posted the video, and believes that person will soon be in jail.

I'm a well-known journalist, a big influencer, taking you down is too easy for me.

…………

"Hey... Waaaaah... Jasmine scent..."

"Hey, Sayaka, what's wrong?"

In a one-bedroom apartment.

Jasmine lay on the bed, reading a book while swinging her little feet.

After the Luo Feng incident, Alice Tria took on the heavy responsibility of supporting Jasmine. Now she is frantically drawing every day to pay for rent, utilities, tuition, and so on.

Luo Feng didn't give her much money, just enough for a few months' expenses. She wanted Jasmine to live a good life, so this was the only way.

Sayaka is a new friend that Jasmine made. Since she's on vacation, Sayaka has gone back to her hometown, while Jasmine is still in Tokyo and talking to her on the phone.

"I...I made a mistake. I saw an older man harassing a girl on the tram, so I took a picture and posted it online. I really didn't know about blurring or anything! Waaah...What should I do? What if I killed her?"

"What?" Jasmine's expression changed. "Why didn't you stop it directly?"

"He has a knife..."

How did you manage to bring the knife onto the subway?

"I don't know, I really don't know, sob sob sob... Didn't you say that doing good deeds will bring good fortune?"

By the way, Jasmine is fourteen years old and in her third year of junior high school.