Chapter 251: That one sound that echoed across the globe, the national essence!

A single stone stirs up a thousand waves.

Only then did everyone belatedly react.

Right?!

Damn, where's the Top-ranked Big Brother?!

Even the runner-up is this top-tier girl; what kind of godly setup must the first place have?

Wouldn't that be an even bigger landmine?!

Before everyone could finish imagining.

The long-vacant top spot lit up!

No flashy particle effects, no BGM.

Only a string of numbers jumped out, icy cold.

【Points:!】

Straight past thirty thousand!

Damn, who is this?!

It seemed to respond to the netizens' doubts, and the mist cleared.

A single-word ID suddenly appeared——

【Pure】!

Dead silence.

Countless people instinctively rubbed their eyes, doubting whether their retinas had detached.

That name……

Why does it somehow look somewhat familiar?!

Dragon Country, Jiangzhou, Abnormal Affairs Management Bureau.

Pfft——!

Qin Feng, who was holding a thermos cup and drinking water, sprayed a mouthful of goji berry tea directly onto the big screen in front of him.

He didn't have time to wipe it, widening his old eyes that had seen the vicissitudes of life, and stared fixedly at that character.

His fingers trembled as he pointed at the screen, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long while.

"This… this living ancestor…"

"When did he sneak over?!"

Inside the office, the senior officials all stared at each other, their heads buzzing.

Who knows?!

This big shot, wasn't he just in Jincheng a few days ago?

How did he blink and go shopping over in Little Japan?!

Is this really a person?

Is this the handiwork of the higher-ups?

Isn't the saying, each sweeps the snow before their own door?

You old man, you literally took off the door panel, carried a broom to someone else's courtyard to do renovations?

At the same time.

On the forum, public opinion likewise exploded completely!

What moral blackmail? What cold-blooded ruthlessness?

In the face of the ID 【Pure】, everything is just a damn joke!

"Dad!!!"

"Holy shit? 【Pure】 isn't dead? I knew the big shot was hiding a big move!"

"Is 【Pure】 from Sakura Country? Weren't they said to be from Dragon Country?!"

"This is what you call professional! Who said we don't care? Open your dog eyes and look! This is who!"

"What about those holy mothers just now? Come out for a walk! We really didn't send a rescue team, because we directly airdropped a Yama over!"

The speed of the public opinion reversal is comparable to Sichuan opera face-changing.

Just as the world fell into frantic speculation.

The live broadcast camera moved.

It moved away from the beautiful posture of Shen Dai Qianhe.

The next shot, the art style suddenly changed.

It froze on a dilapidated street.

No moonlight, no filter, no shrine maiden.

Only a long street flooded with yellow Corpse Oil, in ruins.

In the midst of the ruins, atop a mountain of corpses.

A young man in a black windbreaker, propping up a huge black umbrella, one hand in his pocket.

He slowly lifted his head.

Hiss——!

That mask……

It's too familiar!

It's been confirmed!

It's exactly the 【Pure】 from the Mid-Autumn Gala!

Through the mask, those eyes held no trace of mercy, nor any so‑called savior's sentiment.

Only indifference remained.

"Tsk."

Su Ming felt a bit annoyed inside.

"Another global live broadcast, plus those annoying close‑ups..."

"Damn it, can't they give a privacy mode?"

I just wanted to quietly rack up some points.

By the way, I'll sweep clean that disgusting oil‑fat dungeon.

Then I'll find that Sakura Oni to collect a toll.

I never expected to cause such a commotion.

What now?

With hundreds of millions of eyes watching, should I say a couple lines according to the script?

After all, we're old acquaintances.

How about giving an acceptance speech?

Thanks to TV, thanks to the Abnormal Bureau, thanks to Little Japan's warm hospitality?

That's too stupid.

It doesn't fit his aloof style.

Or…

Say two high‑class lines?

For example—

"I am the master of night, the twilight of gods?"

No good, too chuuni, easy to get a three‑room apartment.

The whole area around Su Ming fell into an eerie silence.

The billions of viewers before the screen held their breath.

They were waiting.

Waiting for this top‑ranked big shot to utter the world's first declaration.

Experts are experts!

Just his calm stance there is enough for them to learn a lifetime.

Is he declaring war?

Or seeking peace?

Or revealing some earth‑shattering secret?

In the Sakura Country high‑level meeting room, everyone broke into a cold sweat, eyes glued to the screen.

Afraid Su Ming might blurt out something harsh like "sink the island."

"Hey."

Under the gaze of myriad eyes, Su Ming let out a light sigh.

Really a hassle.

Not only do I have to clean up trash, I also have to deal with these boring social niceties.

Since I don't know what to say…

Then I'll use an internationally understood social gesture.

Simple, direct, impactful, and needs no translation.

Thus.

Under the gaze of myriad eyes.

The man in the black coat slowly pulled his right hand out of his pocket.

Then.

Facing the camera.

Slowly, perfectly standard—

He raised a middle finger.

…

The whole world seemed to lag for a second.

No matter where, no matter the race, everyone's expression froze on their face.

Immediately after.

"What the fuck?!!"

Uniform national essence echoed across every corner of Dragon Country's land.

"What the hell did I just see?! What is he doing?!"

"A middle finger?! He raised a middle finger at the whole world?!"

"Hahaha! You killed me, Dad! Is this the big shot's style? Is this how a strongman acts?!"

"This is way too low‑class! It's a global live broadcast! This represents the nation's image, hey!"

"Can the holy mother upstairs shut up? The 'Pure' one represents himself! Besides, who is he helping clean house? He's got no clue—so satisfying!"

"This finger pierces the sea of stars! This finger expresses the utmost respect for this fucked‑up world!"

As for Sakura Country over there, their mentality collapsed outright.

Damn! This is an insult! This is outright humiliation!

How dare he?! On our territory, he kills our monsters and even humiliates our people?!

Protest! We must protest! We must condemn this barbaric act!

The comments instantly turned into a chaotic mess.

But just then, a feeble comment floated by.

"Um... since you're so angry, why not send someone to the scene to have him put his hand down in person?"

As soon as those words were spoken.

All the clamor instantly vanished.

Go to the scene?!

That damn is 【Pure】!

Who dares to go?

Who's tired of living?

Cursing a couple of lines online is already the limit of their courage; to actually face that umbrella-wielding man...

They'd rather go fight Godzilla hand-to-hand!

"To be honest..."

"Although his middle-finger gesture is arrogant and even somewhat lacking in manners..."

"But I somehow find it kinda cool..."

……

Dragon Country Headquarters, Abnormal Affairs Management Bureau.

"Bureau Chief, should we... do some crisis PR?"

The secretary beside him carefully handed over a tissue.

"After all, this impact..."

"What a load of PR bull!"

"This gesture... nailed it!"

"When deployed abroad, military orders may not be obeyed."

"On a special battlefield, special means of expression are needed!"

"Order all Dragon Guards to study frame by frame!"