Chapter 215: Something Major Happened!
The third hot comment:
“I can play with my hands for a year, lick fractures!”
“Disgusting.”
Ji Ma murmured, suppressing her impulse to waste magic power, and shifted her gaze away from the screen to feel the power gathering from all directions.
This power was not lust; she was not accepting any man’s desires at the moment, and lust needed to be “eaten” and digested to transform into magic.
Ji Ma squinted her eyes, looking around and vaguely seeing wisps of white mist that were converging towards her.
It was the power of suffering.
Where did it come from?
Was it the “donkey from the production team”? That was unbelievable; in just a week, what could a weak and incompetent mortal do?
As Ji Ma pondered, she closed the video page.
Ji Ma considered the “donkey from the production team” as a white glove for extracting the power of pain and testing the boundaries of power.
Once something happened, the blame would fall on him, not her.
She initially planned to find time tomorrow after finishing her work to properly transform the “donkey from the production team.”
“Wait, what is this?”
On the homepage of Bilibili, a video titled: “Blue Pill Test? One that can give someone a slap.”
The video cover featured a boy, as white and clean as a pig in a pigsty, holding a bottle of blue pills that looked very familiar.
The view count was over fifty thousand!
Ji Ma’s heart sank, and she immediately clicked on it. In the video, the boy’s fair face had two red slap marks, and he was crying out for sympathy:
“My brother told me there’s a blue pill, that can give the other side a slap…”
“…Brothers, it’s priced at fifty yuan each; to open your eyes, I spent…” The pale-faced boy displayed an exaggerated expression while shaking the bottle in his hand.
Fortunately, it was just a bottle; the impact wasn’t that significant.
Ji Ma let out a sigh of relief.
The pale-faced boy quickly put the bottle down and lifted a plastic container filled to the brim with blue pills, the quantity exceeding Ji Ma’s imagination.
The boy proudly said, “I spent fifty thousand to buy a thousand pills! Brothers, show some love on the public screen!”
Ji Ma’s eyes twitched; how did the “donkey from the production team” produce so many blue pills? He was clearly a weak but kind person.
She only wanted to treat the “donkey from the production team” as a small stone to test the waters. To her surprise, this guy turned into a boulder in mid-air, crashing heavily into the tranquil pond, where perhaps a Cthulhu was lurking beneath.
The boy in the video began to test the pills, and Ji Ma quickly fast-forwarded.
“Brothers, this violates the law of conservation of mass! The Nobel Prize in Physics for next year is definitely going to the seller; look, I can eat as many as I want…”
The pale-faced boy grabbed a handful, put it in his mouth, and shouted to a friend across the table: “Here’s a slap for you!”
“Smack.”
A slap mark appeared on his friend’s face, but that was all.
“Unfortunately, if you eat more in a short time, you can only get one slap.” The pale-faced boy said, “For those who don’t believe, you can comment ‘1’ to receive a slap. I will select ten of you to receive a slap and a mysterious gift.”
“By the way, the seller said these blue pills have a shelf life of three days.”
He lifted the plastic container, poured the remaining blue pills into his mouth, exaggeratedly burped, and smiled at the camera: “Does anyone want a slap with these thousand blue pills?”
“Foolish mortals!”
Ji Ma slammed her hand on the table.
The blue pills were essentially curses that Ji Ma had sealed, capable of attacking opponents based on the medium. She hadn’t considered the situation where one person could consume multiple pills.
This uploader knew nothing about mysticism and didn’t realize that taking so many pills would cause the curse to lose control, leading to consequences that could not be predicted by common sense.
According to Ji Ma’s deduction, at the very least, everyone who commented “1” would receive a slap.
She opened the bullet comments and saw that almost the entire screen was filled with the words:
“Face hurting.”
Scrolling down to the comments section, the top hot comment said.
“Uploader, come out! I got slapped while looking at my phone and my face is crooked; those who got slapped, please give a thumbs up.”
The number of likes soared to over ten thousand, nearing twenty thousand.
Excluding the bots, it was possible that nearly ten thousand people got slapped in the face.
Ji Ma scrolled the mouse wheel down; nearly everyone was discussing getting slapped in the face.
Some received slaps while defecating, falling into a dung pit, begging for likes.
Some said that if they got over a thousand likes, they would live stream undressing.
But a few hot comments analyzed how the slaps were dealt.
Involving quantum mechanics, aliens, Taoism, lizard people — all terms Ji Ma couldn’t understand, but the logic held up to a degree. It was likely the “mysticism” of this world.
Could it be that throwing a stone into the pond had disturbed the big fish lurking beneath the surface?
What surprised Ji Ma even more was seeing a comment from someone claiming to be the forty-sixth generation successor of the Taoist school, skipping the self-introduction.
“If I’m not mistaken, this is a curse related to ghosts. I used modern Taoist methods to calculate and reported it to the authorities; everyone, please don’t panic…”
Several people below were calling him a big shot, a big shot.
Ji Ma actually felt no panic but squinted at this comment.
Sure enough, in her homeland of over a billion people, there were indeed extraordinary beings.
Ji Ma initially planned to take the initiative and give him a family-ending curse, to eliminate the roots.
But she reconsidered; now, the focus was on the “donkey from the production team.” She only needed to quietly observe his fate to assess the extraordinary power in her homeland.
She must not expose herself.
Thinking this, Ji Ma jumped up, turned around, and grabbed a bag of materials. Upon opening it, it was filled with various ritual materials: wheat grains, black rye horns, white candles, and various spices.
All ritual materials.
Because on Earth, there wasn’t a shred of magic power.
Ji Ma sanctified all the necessary materials and directly faced the computer screen to begin the counter-divination ritual.
Ji Ma was convinced it was necessary; she believed the otherwordly experts in her homeland would use this video as a medium to calculate their position.
Otherwise, how could one explain why this video, after startling so many extraordinary beings, remained online?
A bait, it must be bait.
As the last wisp of blue smoke dissipated, the ritual went very smoothly. Ji Ma even creatively incorporated maze techniques; if someone traced it back to her, they would definitely stumble into the maze.
“Humph.” Ji Ma flicked her finger on the computer screen: “To think you want to compete with me, you’re still too green.”
Now she had a doubt; she didn’t know if the “donkey from the production team” had talent himself or if he just figured it out. How could he pull off something so major?
Although the “donkey from the production team” surprised Ji Ma a little, it was still within her control.
Hmm, just almost out of control.
Ji Ma exited the video.
Suddenly, her phone vibrated; she looked and saw a new text message had arrived.
It was probably another spam message, Ji Ma thought, reaching out to grab it.
If in the future I have ample magic, whoever sends me spam messages, I’ll curse them.
Ji Ma picked up her phone and froze upon reading the message.
The content was as follows:
“National Early Warning Release Center”
“[Long Province Early Warning Center] All citizens, please immediately disconnect from the internet and refrain from accessing any live streaming platforms. Those with facial injuries, please walk to the nearest hospital for treatment.”
Ji Ma’s heart sank.
Seeing “facial injuries” immediately made her think of the ability she had granted to the “donkey from the production team.”
Things weren’t that simple; it probably wasn’t just one video.
She quickly opened the most famous live streaming site and found it was under maintenance. Ji Ma tried several other live streaming sites, all of which were also under maintenance.
It was likely that the live streaming platforms had become the medium for the curse, spreading the curse to the viewers. Just picture it, a large group of people gleefully watching computers and phones, watching the streamer inside, eating a can of blue pills.
Then… slap, slap, slap.
Ji Ma immediately went to the forum and easily discovered that many people were recounting what just happened to the curious.
It was said that a female streamer, trying to prove she had been slapped, pulled out a can of blue pills for an experiment. She slapped people, but there were always skeptics; in her urgency, she took more, and everyone ended up getting slapped.
Then, all official live streaming platforms received calls demanding they immediately close their sites to prevent the mysterious slap incident from spreading.
Ji Ma switched to several different forums and found people everywhere discussing this event, trending across the entire internet.
Feeling the relentless stream of pain power converging from all directions, Ji Ma finally understood why the power of pain was increasing. The curse had spiraled out of control and had slapped many people.
To say “many” seems too understated.
She had planned to treat the “donkey from the production team” as a small stone thrown into a tranquil pond. But unexpectedly, this stone transformed into a landslide in mid-air, surging towards and crashing into the pond…
In the next ten days, all internet users would learn about the blue pills.
Ji Ma took another deep breath.
She had truly unearthed a “talent”—just a slight tease of the other’s greed had turned him from a weak sheep into a chosen blood god?
She immediately contacted the “donkey from the production team” through “the Rite of Desecration,” sensing his excitement and greed; by the standards of a mortal, it was remarkable.
“Great God!” the “donkey from the production team” said, “Thank you, thank you very much for your blessings. A few days ago, I prayed to you, and you didn’t respond; I understand now; it must have been that I wasn’t thinking clearly.”
Ji Ma suddenly recalled that at that time, she had to tend to her affairs and hadn’t bothered with the “donkey from the production team.” To her, he likely seemed like a child, complaining and presenting himself pitifully.
“What did you do?”
“I sold blue pills, selling them in buckets.” Ji Ma could feel the boy’s excitement as he continued, “I never thought I could sell so many; it was indeed right to let the uploader advertise.”
“I originally wanted to think about what to do if it got out of hand. I prayed to you, but because you didn’t respond, I figured it must have been a minor issue, just like last time, so you didn’t want to respond, right?”
Why is he so fond of overthinking… it must be out of greed.
Ji Ma asked, “How much did you make?”
“Three hundred thousand! I can make more.” The “donkey from the production team” said, “I still have another bucket in my room.”
A bucket…
Ji Ma’s head spun slightly; it must have cost him quite a bit of magic power to produce so many blue pills, but he also generated a lot of pain power, making the financial balance not to mention benefiting her magic power gradually rising.
It gave Ji Ma the illusion that he was slacking off.
Curious, Ji Ma asked, “What do you want?”
“A house, a house in the city center; in a few days, I’ll be able to pay the down payment!” The “donkey from the production team” was now completely free of the fear and resistance he had a week ago.
