Chapter 231 - 227: Internet Death

Chapter 231: Chapter 227: Internet Death

At the intersection, Qiao Yu, who had been stopped by security, stood behind his black-suited bodyguards. His dozen or so young, naive fans were verbally attacking the security guards.

"Why are you stopping our Qiaoqiao? We bought tickets."

"Yeah, we paid! Why won’t you let us up the mountain!"

"You people are horrible! I’m going to report you and start an online mob against you! Just you wait!"

"..."

The onlooking tourists listened to them, their faces full of confusion.

"Hey man, since when could you buy a ticket to get into Lin Xian Village? Is this some kind of special access?"

"Never heard of any special access. Maybe it’s some kind of privilege?"

"PFFT..."

"Dude, what are you laughing at?"

"I just couldn’t help it. There’s no special access. They bought entry slots from other people.

There might be something wrong up here," he said, pointing to his head, "so they thought that was the same as an admission ticket."

When they heard that’s what happened, the people around them couldn’t hold back their laughter either.

’They call that buying a ticket? Lin Xian Village didn’t even take their money!’ they thought.

Wu Xin’s face darkened as she asked, "What kind of tickets did you buy? We at Lin Xian Village don’t sell admission tickets at all.

Have someone check if they have an entry slot for today. If not, kick them all out."

"Right away, Manager Wu. I’ll call someone to come and check."

"What do you mean? I spent five thousand to get in! Isn’t that a ticket?"

"Yeah, yeah, we paid money to get in."

A kindhearted tourist nearby reminded them, "Lin Xian Village doesn’t sell tickets. It’s reservation-based."

"I don’t care about any reservation system. The fact is, I bought a ticket."

Hearing this "I paid, so I’m right" logic, the kind tourist went silent. He realized he was trying to reason with an idiot.

Soon, someone came over with a handheld device.

"Alright, IDs out. We need to check if you have an entry qualification for today."

"On what grounds? Why should we let you check? You’re not the police!"

Wu Xin pointed at the men in black and the minor celebrity. "Check them first. If they don’t have entry slots, kick them all out."

Seeing that they wanted to check IDs, the bodyguards turned to look at their employer, Qiao Yu. They certainly didn’t have entry slots.

Qiao Yu realized he couldn’t hide any longer and had to take a few steps forward.

"Ma’am, it was wrong of us to buy the entry slots. On behalf of my fans, I apologize to you. I’m sorry.

I came here today mainly hoping to collaborate with Lin Xian Village, not to cause trouble."

Wu Xin frowned. "Your actions have seriously infringed upon the interests of our other guests.

We at Lin Xian Village do not welcome tourists like you. Please cooperate and leave with your people immediately.

Furthermore, Lin Xian Village will not be collaborating with someone like you."

"I came to seek a collaboration, and I already apologized. Isn’t it a bit tyrannical to just tell us to leave!"

"You have the nerve to call us tyrannical? You nearly knocked over an old man like me, and I’m over seventy!"

"We were just walking along the road, and you rushed past with a whole group of people. You have the gall to call others tyrannical!"

A few old men finally caught up, just in time to hear Qiao Yu’s words.

These people had no respect for the old or young. They bumped into someone, didn’t apologize, and just shoved them aside.

In the crowd, Zhou Jun and Hu Zhiming watched Qiao Yu, finding him rather strange.

"Brother Zhou, you’d think this guy has a brain, but he acts so arrogantly.

But then you’d think he’s brainless, yet he knows how to apologize and make accusations."

Zhou Jun said, "This is what they talk about online: he has *a little* bit of a brain, but not much."

Wu Xin had no intention of wasting any more words on this group. Their blocking the way was seriously affecting the flow of traffic in Lin Xian Village.

"Kick them all out. If they won’t listen to reason, call the police."

"Sir, please leave Lin Xian Village."

"You can’t drive Brother Qiaoqiao away! We’re going to expose you online!"

"This is outrageous! So impolite! They’re actually pushing people."

Right. They seemed to have completely forgotten what they themselves had just been doing.

When they were on the receiving end, they suddenly thought others were impolite. The double standard was switched on so quickly.

Qiao Yu didn’t care at all. Watching the surrounding livestreams, he thought, ’Perfect. Now I’ll get some traffic.’

"Let’s go. Since we’re not welcome here, we’ll leave.

It’s just one tourist spot. I can find other places to collaborate with."

Wu Xin shot him a glance. ’A piece of work like him wants to collaborate with Lin Xian Village? He must be daydreaming.’

The surrounding tourists watched the group. This was the first time they had ever seen anyone get kicked out of Lin Xian Village directly.

Previously, it was always tourists who caused trouble and were taken away by the police.

They searched online and discovered he was a minor celebrity. The guy had some real nerve.

"What a shame. Even Lin Xian Village can’t do anything about these clout-chasing celebrities."

"People can’t even do anything when they block train station platforms. What can Lin Xian Village do?"

"Sigh! Public morals are really degenerating. Can’t anyone rein in people like this?"

"Buddy, don’t get so worked up. At least Lin Xian Village dared to kick them out. Most other places wouldn’t dare to even squeak."

After the incident was over, Yang Deyu found Wu Jiaxing in the crowd, who had come to pick them up.

"Master, what happened? They pushed you? Are you hurt?"

"I’m fine, I’m fine. You look like you’re doing well here."

Wu Jiaxing said proudly, "Lin Xian Village might not be as bustling as a big city, but it has a lot of great things. Life here is very comfortable."

"The environment is certainly nice."

"Master, it’s more than just a nice environment. Come on, I’ll take you up the mountain. You’ll understand once you experience it for yourselves."

Wu Jiaxing greeted Zhou Jun and Hu Zhiming, then led his group up the mountain.

"Master, about the Land God Temple... you’ve explained it to them, right?"

"Don’t worry, I’ve explained everything clearly."

"That’s good."

He was genuinely worried that they might not know the situation and would start worshiping the Earth God as soon as they arrived.

If something happened to one of them, he would be too embarrassed to ask the boss for help.

After coming down the mountain, Qiao Yu got back in his car and immediately started contacting his internet water army to post videos.

"Frame it like this: I was a bit impolite when I brought my fans and bodyguards up the mountain, and we disturbed some tourists.

Then, add a little spin about how Lin Xian Village tyrannically kicked people off the mountain. Got it?"

"No problem. Mission guaranteed."

"Oh, and once it gets hot, I’ll post an apology video. You guys help me boost it so it starts trending."

"OK."

Qiao Yu got out of the car, found the leader of his fan group, and started talking with them.

Then he found his bodyguards, gave them some extra money, and had them record an apology video.

Soon, three apology videos were recorded: one from him, one from his fans, and one from the bodyguards.

A little over two hours later, seeing that the topic was trending, he posted the three apology videos to his accounts on various online platforms.

Then, he spent another few thousand yuan to buy himself a wave of traffic.

Just then, the owner of his company—his third uncle—called.

"Qiao Yu! What the fuck did you do?!"

"Third Uncle, I didn’t do anything. I just used Lin Xian Village to stir up some publicity."

"Fuck********! If you want to die, don’t drag me down with you! You are no longer an artist at my company. You’re on your own."

"Ah! Third Uncle, I was just chasing clout! Doesn’t everyone do this?"

"Get the hell away from me! Everyone knows Lin Xian Village gets a ton of traffic, but have you ever seen anyone use it to chase clout?

You dumbass! You don’t have a single brain cell in your head! Why the hell did I ever agree to let you join my company?! Fuck!"

With that, he hung up and began dealing with the trouble his company was now facing.

He truly hadn’t expected this idiot to dig such a massive hole for him.

Thank god his agent had messaged him. Otherwise, he wouldn’t even have known how the company went under.

Qiao Yu was completely stunned. His own uncle had actually fired him just like that.

He hurriedly checked his phone and saw that the company’s official account had indeed posted a notice terminating his contract.

"What a shitty relative. So what if I used this place to get a little publicity? What’s the big deal? Why is he so scared?"

Qiao Yu ignored the fact that his company had unilaterally terminated his contract and continued to use the internet to generate his own publicity.

In his view, once he had enough traffic, other companies would naturally come knocking to sign him.

’Who needs my uncle’s small company anyway,’ he thought. ’This time I’ll switch to a major one.’

At the same time, some other entertainment companies were also paying attention to this matter, especially those that wanted to collaborate with Lin Xian Village.

They were a bit puzzled. This Qiao Yu was using Lin Xian Village for clout, yet the village had shown no reaction at all.

This gave some of them an idea. Perhaps they, too, could leverage Lin Xian Village’s popularity.

All that old information might have just been them scaring themselves. Lin Xian Village probably didn’t even care about this sort of thing.

Just as some entertainment companies were about to make a move, a miraculous change occurred online.

The videos Qiao Yu had posted were deleted outright, and even his accounts were banned.

And it didn’t just happen on one social media platform—it happened simultaneously across all major platforms.

These entertainment companies assumed that an order had come down from the higher-ups to blacklist Qiao Yu.

But when they looked into it, they discovered something even more terrifying than an official blacklisting order: it was a spontaneous action taken by the major tech companies themselves.

They hadn’t received any official directive. Rather, their own bosses had issued the order to ban Qiao Yu.

Before long, some rumors began to circulate. The bosses behind these tech companies had only issued the order to curry favor with Lin Xian Village.

The rumor sounded ridiculous, like fake news, but Qiao Yu’s situation was undeniably real.

At this moment, Qiao Yu stared at his banned accounts, his face ashen.

"This is so fucking corrupt! I have to expose them!"

But he found that no matter which platform he tried to post on, his content was immediately deleted. Even the internet water armies wouldn’t take his jobs anymore.

Mainly, the water armies were scared. Not only had a batch of their accounts been shut down, but they had also been warned.

"If I can’t post domestically, I’ll post internationally. You can’t control that, can you?"

He soon discovered that even when he posted videos to international media platforms, they were still deleted.

"What the fuck! Why are international platforms deleting them too?"

Qiao Yu couldn’t understand it. He realized he had lost all channels to make his voice heard.

Even his livestreams were being shut down. He could no longer make any noise on the internet at all.

At this point, he started to feel afraid and hurriedly called his third uncle.

"Third Uncle, save me!"

"Don’t contact me again. Go home and be a farmer."

He stared at the disconnected call. When he tried to call again, he got a busy signal.

Suddenly, his phone rang. He quickly answered, thinking it was his uncle calling back.

"Is this Qiao Yu? There are some issues with your taxes. Please come to the South City Tax Bureau to cooperate with our investigation."

"Did you hear me? Come to our tax bureau within three days to cooperate with our investigation."

Qiao Yu’s eyes went vacant. Only now did he finally realize just how terrifying Lin Xian Village was.

Meanwhile, the tourists still at Lin Xian Village were surprised to suddenly find that all news about Qiao Yu had vanished from the internet.

A quick search revealed that all of the guy’s media accounts had been banned.

After looking around online, they learned that all media platforms had deleted his information.

Yang Deyu held up his phone and exclaimed to the other old-timers, "Look! I told you Lin Xian Village wouldn’t let him off so easily.

Look, all of you, look! There’s not a trace of him left online."

The other old men took out their phones and saw that the news about the minor celebrity had indeed vanished completely, as if nothing had ever happened.

"This Lin Xian Village... it’s really something else!"

"Now you know how formidable Lin Xian Village is. When you meet the boss, you’d all better keep your tempers in check."

The old men nodded, thinking to themselves that this Lin Xian Village was indeed the real deal.