Chapter 30: Dragon Country Has Its Own Breaking Bad!
2013 Tiline
Wu Bai noticed the online comnts and sighed helplessly.
“Old Chen, are my concert outfits really that ugly?”
Eason Chan, struggling to contain his laughter at the brutal remarks, nodded.
“Well… they’re not great.”
“Wu Bai, maybe it’s ti for a change.”
Just then, Wu Bai’s manager rushed in with a strange expression.
“Wu Bai, you’re trending on multiple hot searches!”
Wu Bai took one look at his manager’s face and knew it wasn’t good.
“Let guess—everyone’s roasting my fashion sense?”
The manager nodded. “Yes.”
“And there’s another topic about your styling team.”
“Netizens are saying they misjudged them—turns out your concert looks had nothing to do with the stylists!”
Wu Bai frowned. “So you also think I should’ve changed my wardrobe sooner?”
After a brief hesitation, the manager admitted, “Yes.”
Wu Bai crossed his arms. “Then why didn’t you say sothing earlier?”
The manager forced a smile. “Wu Bai, you have your pride. How was I supposed to bring it up?”
Wu Bai pondered this, then declared, “Fine!”
“From now on, you handle all my concert styling.”
“Just one rule: Make look handso.”
The manager’s smile turned pained.
Eason burst out laughing. “Wu Bai, that’s an impossible request!”
“Short of plastic surgery, I can’t think of any way to—”
He froze mid-sentence under Wu Bai’s murderous glare and quickly stood up.
“Actually, I just rembered sothing urgent. Gotta go!”
Wu Bai blocked his path with a grin.
“Not so fast, Old Chen.”
“The Sky Screen just exposed how you tried to run over with a semi-truck.”
“We need to have a long talk about that.”
As Wu Bai prepared to settle the score, a new ssage flashed across the Sky Screen:
[Dragon Country Has Its Own Breaking Bad!].
Both n froze.
“Breaking Bad?”
“How could soone like that exist here???”
Instantly forgetting their feud, they stared intently at the screen, desperate for answers.
Across All Tilines
The public reeled at the announcent.
Dragon Country had zero tolerance for drugs—what could this an?
“Holy hell, this is explosive!”
“A drug lord in our country? Impossible!”
“Every cop in the nation must be watching the Sky Screen right now!”
“This is a career-making bust waiting to happen!”
“Whoever this is must have a death wish—this is a capital offense!”
“Is this real life or The Thunder? We’ve got our own Lin Yaodong?!”
“Art really does imitate life…”
“No way this is true. Maybe in Eagle Country, but here?”
Sky Screen Oversight Team HQ
The team leader’s face darkened.
“A drug kingpin?”
“Does this an our future law enforcent fails so badly that—”
An analyst interrupted, “Sir, this has to be clickbait.”
“Rember how they exaggerated Phoenix Legend’s ‘private army’? It was just concert choreography!”
The leader chuckled. “Good point.”
“Let’s keep watching. Sothing feels off.”
The Sky Screen Continued
[Scene 1: The Killer String Beans!].
Footage showed codian Song Dandan taking a bite of beans, grinning.
“Wow, these are so good they’re to die for!”
Cut to nightti—Song hunched over a toilet, vomiting violently.
“Poisoned! I need my stomach pumped!”
[Scene 2: A Pig’s Wasted Sacrifice (Northeast Edition)].
An anonymous man cooked guobaorou (crispy pork).
After tossing ginger into the wok, he washed his hands in the egg mixture before adding it.
The iconic dish morphed into scrambled eggs with pork.
Final touch? Two random hawthorns for “presentation.”
(Northeasterners wept: “That pig died for nothing.”)
[Scene 3: Spicy ‘Stomach-Healing’ Porridge].
A simple instant rice porridge—ant to be soothing—got “creative” upgrades.
Honey and condensed milk? Normal.
But pepper and chili flakes?
Cut to host He Jiong taking a morning sip.
His smile vanished as his eyes rolled back.
“What in the actual hell is this?!!”
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