Chapter 15: The Fallen King

"Indeed, the person most deeply involved in this incident." Kamikawa Mitsu looked at the character information.

The five characters provided by the system were exactly the main participants in this incident.

Kamikawa Mitsu and the co-pilot were responsible for flying the plane, the main character; Mori Takeshi was responsible for liaising with the police and resolving the misunderstanding; Zhujiang, the chief flight attendant, was responsible for comforting the passengers and informing them of the truth about the captain's death.

All five played a key role in the incident.

Scanning the skills of each character, Kamikawa Mitsu's eyes flickered.

The skills given to each were not random; they were related to their inherent abilities.

"It seems... in the future, to obtain specific skills, one can acquire them by guiding relevant people."

He thought for a moment.

Kamikawa Mitsu had a general idea of the skills he wanted to obtain for this script.

However, he could not obtain skills yet; he first had to upload the video, obtain the system's comprehensive evaluation, and only then could he acquire script points.

Locking the door, Kamikawa Mitsu clicked to open the video creation interface.

Whoosh!

His consciousness appeared in a pitch-black space.

A point of soft white light brightened, hovering before him.

The light point bloomed like fireworks, scattering and expanding, a brilliant display of fire trees and silver flowers, dazzling and magnificent.

As if countless projectors were casting images, the specks of silver flowers transformed into individual projection screens, within which the NH137 incident of today was playing.

Each projection screen displayed different content.

The content and images covered various time periods and various angles, truly magical.

It was as if there were countless cameras on NH137 at that time, recording everything.

Even footage of NH137 in flight was included.

After some fumbling, Kamikawa Mitsu figured out the system's video creation process.

The next moment.

Interlacing his five fingers, extending his hands forward, stretching his limbs, Kamikawa Mitsu reached for a projection screen.

It was the footage of NH137 taking off, shot from the angle of the plane's departure.

Immediately following.

In this pitch-black space, Kamikawa Mitsu, like a deity grasping stars from the night sky, plucked the stars and chased the moon, grabbing the next projection screens emitting starlight one by one.

Selection, trimming, sorting, fusion.

After going through these steps.

An hour passed in a flash.

A video filled with heart-pounding suspense and eye-catching drama was completed.

"Time to upload."

Quickly reviewing the video, confirming the video stream was smooth and error-free, Kamikawa Mitsu clicked upload.

Select the upload website.

Due to the original owner's memories, combined with his understanding of Japan from his past life, Kamikawa Mitsu chose to publish on YTB.

YTB, short for YouTube, a video website from America, was also hugely popular in Japan; when Japanese netizens chose to publish videos, the vast majority would choose YTB.

"Username nickname?"

Creating an account and choosing a username, Kamikawa Mitsu thought for a moment, then typed 'The Fallen King' into the nickname field.

Choosing this name was not because he was chuunibyou.

Rather, it was to commemorate the surname of his past life, the surname Wang.

That's right, 'The Fallen King' did not refer to some emperor or the like, but rather, the fallen surname.

After setting the nickname, he named the video "Archive -- NH137", then clicked upload.

Having done all this, Kamikawa Mitsu directly exited the video creation space.

"Should I try to boost some popularity?" Kamikawa Mitsu rose from his seat.

The acquisition of script points is based on two aspects: first, the score for completing the script, and second, the score for the script video's popularity.

So, is it possible to boost the video's popularity to increase the score?

He thought about it.

Finally, Kamikawa Mitsu shook his head and abandoned the idea.

First.

The system can accurately provide characters, and can also provide video records from various angles and time periods; this is enough to demonstrate the system's capabilities. How could it fail to detect whether the video's popularity was artificially boosted?

The level of strict scrutiny is comparable to cracking down on pornography and organized crime; the force is great, the standards are strict, do not expect any fish to slip through the net.

Second.

Kamikawa Mitsu himself is not a hacking expert; to boost popularity, he would have to spend money to hire someone to do it.

With his current savings, he can barely afford to eat.

Where would he find money to boost popularity?

Thinking of money, Kamikawa Mitsu's eyebrows lifted slightly: "The money left by the original owner's parents is running low; I need to find a part-time job to earn some money."

Based on the remaining savings, even if he spends 1000 yen per person per day, it can last for a while.

This is calculated solely for living expenses.

Kamikawa Mitsu must consider expenses in other areas, such as utility bills, and also the fact that Kamikawa Chie is about to enter high school.

Adding these expenses together, including living costs, the savings won't last long.

The key is that a tight, straitened life is not what Kamikawa Mitsu wants.

He had not transmigrated and been reborn just to experience what poverty tastes like.

"I remember there seems to be a convenience store nearby." Kamikawa Mitsu picked up his phone and checked the time.

The time was now 8:30 PM.

He picked up the coat from the bed and put it on.

Kamikawa Mitsu went to Kamikawa Chie's room and said hello:

"Chie, I'm going to the convenience store; I'll be back in a while."

In front of the convenience store, on the street.

"Sure enough, I didn't forget." Glancing toward the front of the convenience store, Kamikawa Mitsu's eyes lit up.

Not far away, at the entrance of the convenience store, there was a sign reading "Help Wanted."

Seeing this, Kamikawa Mitsu quickened his pace and walked briskly into the store.

His manner was as if he feared that if he was even a step slow, the clerk position would be snatched away.

In fact, that was exactly the case; he cared deeply about this job.

Don't look down on this as merely a convenience store clerk job; the key point is that it is close to home, less than ten minutes round trip.

Furthermore, the work content at a convenience store is not strenuous and is quite relaxed.

If it were a night shift, it would be even more relaxed.

Not long after...

Kamikawa Mitsu walked out of the convenience store door, carrying a bag containing small cakes.

Before leaving, he turned back to glance at the convenience store, a smile hanging on his face:

"The matter of NH137 has not brought only trouble."

Just now, when he entered the convenience store to apply, the clerk saw he was a minor and did not intend to hire him.

Just as the clerk was preparing to refuse, she took a careful look at Kamikawa Mitsu and immediately realized that Kamikawa Mitsu was none other than the "Youngest Pilot in History" currently making waves all over the internet.

Without a second word.

The clerk hurriedly kept Kamikawa Mitsu there, then called the store manager.

After a conversation.

Kamikawa Mitsu was hired.

As for the reason for the hiring, it was precisely Kamikawa Mitsu's reputation.

The "Youngest Pilot in History" who saved 231 people working at one's own convenience store—how awesome would that sound when told to others, what excellent bragging rights.

To have bragging rights, the store manager not only did not lower the hourly wage but raised it to 1,500 yen, just to be able to hire Kamikawa Mitsu.

An hourly wage of 1,500 yen is absolutely a high hourly wage.

In Japan, the hourly wage differs in every region, some high and some low.

And as the capital, Tokyo naturally has high hourly wages, but the average for convenience stores is only around 980 yen; to get an hourly wage of 1,000 yen, one would have to work at an izakaya.

Work at an izakaya is much more strenuous than work at a convenience store.

Yet, Kamikawa Mitsu obtained a convenience store clerk job with an hourly wage of 1,500 yen.

The hourly wage was nearly double the average hourly wage.

High hourly wage, close to home, relaxed work; calculating all these factors for the current Kamikawa Mitsu, it was no different than a pie falling from the sky.

Kamikawa Mitsu understood clearly.

Being able to get this job was all thanks to his active performance on NH137 this morning.

"Original owner, I said I would help you raise your sister, and I have kept my word." Kamikawa Mitsu, wearing a smile, looked down at the small cake he bought for Kamikawa Chie.

Before, he definitely would not have dared to buy small cakes.

After all, consumption in Japan is very high; a single ordinary instant noodle costs 400 yen.

Converted to Renminbi, that is about 25 yuan.

An instant noodle for 25 yuan? That would scare an old person to death.

Cakes, such luxuries, without even thinking, are even more expensive.

Yet Kamikawa Mitsu still bought them.

The reason was nothing else; it was just swelling with pride.

With a job, if one does not consider oneself, one must at least consider one's family.

Walking with happy steps, Kamikawa Mitsu hummed the theme song of Dragon Ball and headed home.

Because he was focused on his joy, he did not pay attention to the script video that had been uploaded some time ago.

At this moment.

The video published by Kamikawa Mitsu...

The view count and share count were rising at a terrifying speed, continuing to climb with no sign of stopping.

The comment threads below the video had already reached a thousand floors.