World’s End: My Keyword is One More Than Others

Chapter 266: Taunt of Penetration

Friendship: The affection between friends; synonyms: camaraderie, fellowship, amicability.

Discrimination: Unequal treatment; synonyms: contempt, disdain, scorn.

Du Ge's mind flickered with the meanings of these two terms.

Another pair of conflicting keywords!

Fortunately, each keyword belonged to a different soul, preventing any synergy and ensuring no conflict when attributes increased.

Otherwise...

Noble plundering is one thing.

But discriminating against one's own friends, that's quite another matter.

Before Du Ge could delve deeper into how to utilize these keywords, he stumbled upon a frustrating truth.

What's going on?

He clearly had the memories of his third senior brother on the Alien Star Battlefield, so why were they gone in the Simulation Field?

Could it be that it wasn't the soul that was the issue, but the Simulation Field itself?

Du Ge's brow furrowed slightly.

But soon, he let it go. After all, his main battleground would be the Alien Star Battlefield, and since one couldn't die in the Simulation Field, having memories or not didn't really matter.

Besides, he had possessed a celebrity. In this world with the internet, gathering his information would be a piece of cake.

On Earth, Du Ge's knowledge of celebrities was limited to their songs, movies, and scandals. He knew nothing of their daily lives or work.

However...

Most celebrities have their own agents, and the woman beside him should be his.

At the moment...

The agent was busily tapping away on her phone.

Du Ge glanced at her screen, which displayed a social media account similar to Weibo.

Just then...

She had finished typing a message and posted it: "Life presents many beautiful vistas. Without complaint, ridicule, or envy, strive to be the most positive version of yourself and live each day to the fullest. Let us encourage each other—Cheng Yu."

The message was accompanied by an illustration of himself practicing martial arts in the morning sun, his handsome face exuding a carefree charm, and his pose looking quite professional.

But Du Ge, having experienced several worlds, hardly took such techniques seriously. In battle, how could movements be so graceful? It was all about how quickly you could defeat the opponent.

If he struck a graceful pose while backstabbing, the enemy might have already turned around.

Soon, fans began to comment:

"Hubby is so handsome, love you!"

"Hubby exudes such charisma, I love this quote."

"Hubby, keep it up, ignore those mad dogs, your acting is always the best, we're always with you."

"He's got a good face for the screen, but that's about it. I could knock him down with one finger, stop insulting action scenes."

"I heard this one uses stunt doubles all the time. Why not just be a good-looking influencer? Why force your way into action circles? You're just asking for trouble..."

...

Du Ge glanced at the account's follower count—over ten million. This number was nothing compared to Earth's top influencers.

But for a Simulation Field, if all those followers were real people, that was quite impressive.

In the apocalyptic Simulation Field, Du Ge had built up a snowball of trade, but he wasn't even sure if there were ten million people in it.

Starting with a base of ten million was already quite impressive.

Du Ge tried clenching his fist, feeling no strength at all. He probably was as flimsy as the netizens had commented, a mere showpiece.

But with 120,000 mental power nourishing his body, Du Ge could feel his physique improving bit by bit.

However, this change was too slow compared to the rapid increase in attributes from leveling up.

Seeing him clench his fist, the agent smiled and put away her phone: "Don't mind those guys, sour grapes. Who actually fights these days?"

Du Ge gave her a look, took her phone, and snapped a photo of his wristwatch, including the car emblem in the frame.

Then, he typed a message and posted it: "Can you afford a car like this? Can you wear a watch like this? No offense, but anyone who reads this is trash."

The agent was stunned by Du Ge's actions, desperately trying to snatch the phone back: "Cheng Yu, have you lost your mind? Do you know what you're doing? You'll ruin yourself, delete it..."

But it was too late.

The moment the post went live, Du Ge felt his attributes skyrocketing, and his Interface, which had been ranked 17th, shot up to first in the blink of an eye.

He was also rewarded with an additional 200 mental power.

But 200 was just a drop in the bucket compared to 120,000.

Discrimination was the second keyword.

Du Ge entered the Simulation Field for one reason—to carry the attributes of the second keyword out with him. So, to hell with friendship, discrimination was his focus.

Of course...

To cover up the second keyword, he still needed to develop friendships.

But for Du Ge, making friends was the easiest thing. He had been through three Simulation Fields and an Alien Star Battlefield. No matter how much his enemies initially hated him, didn't they all become his friends in the end?

As for Cheng Yu's career, he would spend at most two months in this world. The most important thing was to level up his skills, find the main storyline, and end the Simulation Field early to start the next one. Was he really going to act and sing?

Du Ge easily held back the agent's arm, quietly watching the situation unfold.

"Hubby, what's wrong?"

"Hubby, did they anger you?"

"Hubby, please don't be mad, I'll scold them for you..."

"Idiot, I'm gonna die of anger because of this moron. If I ever watch his movies again, I'm a dog."

"No one supports you, you're nothing."

"Sorry, I didn't tie up my dog properly and it disturbed everyone. I sincerely apologize to you all."

"If Cheng Yu can still be popular, everyone here is to blame."

"From now on, Cheng Yu is blacklisted."

"Suggest banning Cheng Yu."

"Fan to hater."

"I want to see how long this guy can keep hopping around."

...

"It's over." The agent gave up struggling, looking at Cheng Yu with despair, "Cheng Yu, you've won, let go of me. I see now, you're crazy. Do you know how much the company invested in you? You're finished, the company won't let you off..."

A ringtone sounded.

The caller was "Director Wu."

Du Ge thought for a moment and handed the phone back to the agent.

She glared at him and answered on speakerphone.

From the earpiece, an angry voice boomed: "Zhao Hongmei, what are you thinking, posting such nonsense?"

"Director Wu, don't be mad, it wasn't me, Cheng Yu posted it himself," Zhao Hongmei said plaintively, "He might have been provoked, I couldn't stop him..."

"I don't care if you could stop him or not, fix this immediately. Do you know how much money I've spent on him? Tell him, if he doesn't make the money back for me, I'll skin him alive!"

The line went dead with a beep, as Director Wu angrily hung up.

Zhao Hongmei looked at the topic Cheng Yu had posted, at the angry fans' comments below, and sighed in frustration. She reluctantly hit the delete button, then began to draft an apology: "Sorry everyone, my account was hacked..."

But after typing a few words, she quickly deleted them. The photo had exposed Cheng Yu's hand along with the picture; no one would believe the hacking excuse.

As she deleted the topic, in just a short while, her previous Weibo post had been overrun by angry fans with comments like "Money doesn't make you great!" "Go die" "Unfollowing," filling the entire screen.

She helplessly turned off the comments, tried to edit an explanation, but didn't know what to say, and could only glare at Du Ge again: "Look what you've done."

At this point...

Turning off comments was meaningless.

Cheng Yu was a public figure, with countless eyes watching.

After his insulting Weibo post, many clout-chasing influencers and news media had quickly shared and commented on his content.

The incident spread like wildfire across the internet.

Du Ge ignored the distressed agent, knowing only that his attributes were growing exponentially. In a world with the internet, creating controversy and farming attributes was too easy.

Meanwhile, a new skill appeared on his Interface:

Taunt of Penetration: When your words break through an opponent's psychological defenses, you can easily provoke their hatred towards you.

He knew the skill from discrimination wouldn't be anything positive.

After all, how could you expect a good reaction from someone you've discriminated against?

Du Ge shook his head, but it wasn't too bad. He had gained another taunting skill, more useful than the Rage of an Honest Person. After his combat videos went public, it was unlikely many on Qi Yuan Star would still see him as an honest person.

However, he should carefully consider his next advanced skill, ensuring it had some substantial effects.

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