869: Chapter 855: Create So News 869: Chapter 855: Create So News “Hello, could you please talk about how you killed that Lord of the Abyss?”
“Hello, I’m Wang Suyi, a reporter from the Guarding Moon Journal in Changping City.
I’ve heard that we suffered heavy losses in the Abyss this ti.
Could you reveal so details about the situation?”
“Your Excellency, as the person involved in this incident, what is your opinion on Changping City’s obstinacy in using the temporary qualification exam to strategize an expedition into the Foreign Domain?
As far as I know, so of the victim’s families are protesting in front of the governnt building…”
“Mr.
Lu, your act of courageously entering the seventh layer of the Abyss alone and saving a group of examinees has amazed many.
Could you share how you ca to that decision…”
“Snap!”
Lu Ping’an closed the door; it looks like he’ll be killing ti in his hotel room today.
This is the fourth day since his return.
The temporary qualification exam has co to an end, and the final pass rate didn’t exceed 1%…
Lu Ping’an wasn’t surprised at all by this result; such a low pass rate is actually good for everyone.
However, it’s obvious that his information had been leaked.
Barely had he opened the door when he was t with a crowd of journalists waiting.
“Tsk, weren’t they called the Secret Keepers?
Why is everything being publicly reported now?”
“Tis have changed.
Now openness and transparency are the main thes.
Everything is for the exploration and developnt of the Foreign Domain, and professionals have naturally beco a high-inco group within society, receiving more attention as a result.”
Xia Qin seed rather cheerful about it.
She had just taken a shower in the morning and opened a can of beer, sitting on the bed watching TV.
Days without overti were a dream of bliss for her, especially since this dream had lasted for so ti.
The jurisdiction?
No problem, she had just made a phone call.
The temporary workers…
the Knights were doing remarkably well.
The Ancient City’s overly abundant combat power allowed for continuous expansion of the cri fighters’ numbers, keeping the cri rate within a safe range.
“…I see.”
Lu Ping’an glanced at the news on the TV in the room, which was reporting on the situation in the Foreign Domain and the Abyss war from the past few days; no wonder he had beco the focus of public attention.
It is clear that society now is in a transitional period with public ntality and trends, needing to set up positive models in large numbers.
Officially recognized professionals and rit-makers naturally receive guided coverage from the authorities.
“…Don’t tell .
Just thinking of those reporters reminds of those poor sods brought to the seventh layer of the Abyss.
Are they doing okay?”
“Very well.
Your ability for deferred paynt combined with the Courtyard’s closed treatnt has made them fare much better than the losers who t with disaster on the third and fourth layers.”
“That’s good.”
Lu Ping’an took a can of ice-cold beer and helped himself.
He was actually not very interested in smoking or drinking, and for so reason, even felt a bit sick of alcohol; but seeing Xia Qin enjoying her beer made him a bit envious.
“Hey, hey, I’ve drunk from that.
Go get your own from the fridge.”
“I don’t mind.”
“I mind!” She waved her little fists around; if they really hit, it wouldn’t be gentle.
“Um, Sister Xia, we’re all adults over twenty, isn’t that a bit much?”
Lu Ping’an looked at her in astonishnt, making the “adult woman” blush.
“Little kid…
You’re not of age yet, not twenty!
No drinking!”
Watching the woman snatch back the beer in a fit of pique, Lu Ping’an sighed helplessly and got himself a new one from the hotel’s mini-fridge.
It was a minor incident, one Lu Ping’an truly didn’t care about.
Xia Qin, on the other hand, finished her beer swiftly, crushed the can flat, and chucked it into the trash bin.
Lu Ping’an shook his head, picked up the latest newspaper, and started reading it on the other bed.
He had actually received notice that he might beco the focus of public opinion, just didn’t expect it to co so quickly and urgently.
“Indeed, the death rate this ti was a bit too high…”
Didirona’s reaction was sowhat excessively intense, her initiative also exceeded expectations (it has been proven afterward that she obtained advance notice via spy), the first wave of counterattacks ca much too early, and the loss consequently exceeded expectations.
When the intensity of war suddenly escalated, naturally the ones who died the fastest were the…
ahem, weaker ones.
The higher mortality rate among students caused quite a negative social impact…
at such a ti, the official dia would do their utmost to propagate so positive images.
Their propaganda departnt reviewed the situation and found out that this was actually a long-planned great victory, which could perfectly be publicized.
The trend and the victory needed to be celebrated, but specific examples and personas were the fulcrum of the propaganda, and needed to be promoted with full force.
Among the many alternative materials for propaganda, Lu Ping’an from Ancient City was exceptionally eye-catching.
Not only did he slay the Snake King Didirona, but most importantly, his reason for appearing in the seventh layer of the Abyss was to rescue the abducted students (along with his unnad companions).
A young man, risking his life to descend into hell’s Abyss to save people, accidentally encountering the returning Magic King and erging victorious after a grueling battle, becoming the biggest hero of the campaign…
wasn’t this the perfect “legendary young hero” script for propaganda?
The official propaganda departnt confird Lu Ping’an’s background, acknowledged his status as a “war hero (Green Planet)” and his obvious official background, had no worries about the story collapsing, and naturally pushed him as the focal point of the campaign.
This was precisely why Lu Ping’an now found himself in trouble, and why even stepping outside was problematic.
But from his perspective, it was actually a good thing…
he needed the fa, so he wouldn’t just be traded away as a “sowhat valuable chess piece.”
While such possibility was low, and Ancient City had always expressed its friendliness, if he could better negate this possibility, Lu Ping’an had no reason to refuse.
“How much longer will it last?
This is really inconvenient for .”
“Until the next news hotspot appears; if nothing goes wrong, that should be in the next couple of days.”
Lu Ping’an, the person involved, was quite calm about it all; it was Xia Qin, the honest type, who had unfortunately run into trouble out of the blue.
Her being in Lu Ping’an’s room wasn’t because anything had actually happened, but simply because she was practicing late into the night in the courtyard, and when she ca out, things didn’t seem right.
If she just left the room and got photographed, those tabloids would probably be thrilled…
but not the parties involved; Xia Qin still cared about her reputation.
If the news really spread that “the female Captain of the Special Service Team was using her position to keep a high school boy (Lu Ping’an from a year ago)” in the current era, this chaste maiden would likely have to abandon any thoughts of marriage.
“Hah, you were the one who jumped down to save them; I only went to retrieve you, and these reports didn’t even ntion it.
I have already said it, but they’ve practically made you disappear,” said Lu Ping’an as he put down the newspaper, having noticed sothing amiss with the news coverage.
“Normal, propaganda needs…
The official records will have it, and it was given to those dia outlets, but evidently they didn’t report it honestly.
After all, compared to a dutiful yet dull soldier, a young hero who saves strangers and accidentally achieves great things is much more captivating to the public.
They are just, as always, selectively reporting,” she said calmly.
Xia Qin was fairly undisturbed by this; ever since she had just beco Captain and had been the subject of fabricated stories by certain tabloids about “a captain too young” and “[the predecessor Captain]’s XX,” she now held no fondness for the current traditional dia.
“In a couple of years, with the spread of the new network, these traditional dia chasing and concocting news will decline a lot…” Lu Ping’an paused for a mont before offering so words of comfort.
“Really?
By that ti, there should be fewer clickbait headlines, fake news, and incitent of ethnic strife…
Uh, Lu Ping’an, why are you covering your face?”
“No, I just rembered, the dia are rely tools; the key lies with the people using those tools.
If the people don’t change, the dia won’t change either…
they’ll only beco more aggressive!”
So things will change, but others won’t; it’s probably the difference between “choosing death by headline” and “selecting reports with the most comnts.” Except for the different terms, is there a difference?
But now, both the official and civilian professionals indeed need the power of these dia to publicize.
Because things hiding in the shadows also took this opportunity to creep out.
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