Chapter 113

Look at that, it's just past two in the afternoon. From the time the case occurred to its resolution, it only took about an hour; the speed was truly remarkable.

But now, the problem arises.

The netizens in the livestream see that it's still early.

With Xiang Fangyang's demonic nature, as long as he starts digging, he is guaranteed to find something.

The netizens held another vote.

The categories for the vote were:

Corpses, bombs, landmines, cables, treasure, fossils, gemstones, ancient tombs, and digging dirt!

In a short time, the number of voters exceeded 100,000.

But this time, they were very unified; no one voted for digging dirt!

It was exactly zero percent.

At this moment, the program production office building was in another meeting.

The manager had been frazzled for the past few days.

He only just found out about the situation on Xiang Fangyang's end.

The supervisors were also mentally exhausted.

When they saw the scene on the big screen where Xiang Fangyang dug up a bomb and eventually detonated it,

they were all dumbfounded.

Is this even a human?

The most terrifying thing was that the popularity of the livestream skyrocketed at that moment.

Fortunately, with the ads and tipping functions disabled, the livestream held up and didn't crash.

Just when everyone thought it was over, a staff member ran over in a hurry and handed a tablet to the manager.

On it was the record of Xiang Fangyang digging up a corpse to solve a case.

The manager was already numb; he passed the computer down with a blank expression, and everyone crowded around to watch.

As they watched, they discovered that the netizens had even set up a special poll.

They curiously clicked on it and were all stunned.

Digging up corpses: 28%

Digging up bombs: 15%

Digging up animals: 12%

Digging up treasure: 9%

Digging up meteorites: 3%

Digging up landmines: 2%

Digging up dirt: 0%

The total number of voters reached 500,000!

And this voting number was still growing rapidly.

Ten minutes later, the conference room was exceptionally quiet.

Everyone sat there in silence.

Finally, the manager let out a sigh.

"Everyone, you've seen it too. The current situation is just as we predicted. Number 26's popularity has become so high that we can't control it, so I have a new idea. First, I've decided to change Xiang Fangyang's contract to a 10-0 split!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the room was shocked!

Someone immediately stood up to object.

"Manager, don't be impulsive. If you give it all to him, what will we earn? Besides, there's a mess waiting for us to clean up. Without money, the program's operation will be a problem."

"I also object. An 8-2 split is already very high; other contestants are happy with 5-5. We were planning to go find Xiang Fangyang to sign the contract tonight, and the contract is already drafted. Changing it now will delay many things. If it really doesn't work, let's do 9-1; that's better than earning nothing."

"I second that!"

"Seconded!"

Listening to the objections from the supervisors below, the manager rubbed his temples.

"Listen to me first!"

"First, we can be certain of one thing: we can't run ads or send gifts on Number 26's channel, or the stream will just crash. But with his popularity, if we don't utilize it well, that will be the biggest loss."

"So I've decided to distribute all the advertisers' logos to the other contestants' livestreams. This solves the advertisers' problem on one hand, and utilizes the popularity advantage on the other."

"You must know that without Number 26, the traffic for the other contestants' streams would definitely be halved. So their traffic isn't actually low. I believe the advertisers will agree. Most importantly, as long as Number 26 is here, our program won't lack popularity."

"It means we provide him the platform, let him earn the money, but we can harvest the popularity he brings to the entire platform!"

"Now, what do you think of my idea?"

After the manager finished speaking, everyone below felt it was feasible.

"I think it should work. I remember Contestant Number 9 has decent popularity; he's always delivering food. We can send the ads to his stream."

"Uh... don't mention him, he's been slacking off lately!"

"Why? Isn't his popularity quite high?"

"Because... he accidentally ran into Number 26 a few days ago... so he's a bit discouraged."

"...."

"What about Number 38, the one driving the taxi? He's a model worker, working his life away every day. His popularity is pretty good too, right!"

"... He seems to be planning to quit the competition!"

"What the hell! What's going on? Why?"

"Because he heard the news about Number 26 in his taxi and realized that no matter how hard he tries, he can't win!"

"This... I suggest the program team consider moving Number 26 somewhere else! Who wouldn't have a breakdown if they ran into him!"

"You're overthinking it. I'd rather move all the other contestants than move Number 26. He's our pillar!"

Everyone sighed, looking helpless.

The manager suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, has the finance department calculated exactly how much money the fans sent in gifts this morning?"

"It's calculated, a total of 11.2 million!"

"Hmm, I propose we give all this money to Xiang Fangyang. What does everyone think?"

The supervisors below gave a bitter smile.

"I have no objection. After all, it's money sent by his fans!"

"Exactly, if we took that kind of money, our conscience wouldn't be clear!"

"I strongly agree with your view. We don't deserve to share the love of Number 26's fans."

"You're all right. Number 26 is my idol now!"

Xiang Fangyang was already used to being watched by everyone.

He didn't care anymore; he just dug his own hole, as long as no one bothered him.

This time, he dug for a full half-hour, and everything was as usual.

Many viewers were a bit disappointed, finding that Xiang Fangyang didn't live up to the rumors of finding something every time he dug.

Gradually, many people left, leaving only about twenty people who had nothing to do and were extremely curious, refusing to leave.

Master Zhang, the foreman, looked at Xiang Fangyang and suddenly blurted out: "I finally understand what that policeman meant this morning! You said you wouldn't dig up bombs, and you immediately dug up a 500-kilogram bomb. Are you planning to dig up some cultural relics in a while too!"

Xiang Fangyang chuckled: "How could there be such a coincidence? My luck isn't great today. Look, I'm just..."

*Pfft~~*

Before Xiang Fangyang could finish his sentence, he heard a thud.

It wasn't the sound of stone; it felt like wood.

The foreman's eyes were about to pop out: "Are you a ghost!! You really dug something up?"

The cameraman was also stunned; this was too awesome!

As for Xiang Fangyang, his head was buzzing. Did it have to be like this?

However, it was still under the soil, so it wasn't certain what it was; it might just be a piece of ordinary wood.

Xiang Fangyang tried to start digging from the side.