Not praying for ten strings

In a world dominated by seven super-corporations, the Longevity Species that always occupied the pinnacle of power didn't allow for the enactment of written laws. The Floating Islands of prisons delimited by lines on the map, where resources would inevitably run out in the future...
People yearned for the birth of a true "Hero," yet they cynically awaited the fall of a Hero from grace.
As long as one was hailed by the media as a Hero, even murder could be forgiven, and every word they said would be adored. Even high and mighty Elves dared not provoke the edge of a Hero.
But if a Hero of the past committed even a minor offense, the moment their image crumbled, the forgiven sins would flare up like an inextinguishable furnace, and the stars of yesterday would instantly become unforgivable criminals...
"—Come become a Hero, Russell."
The most vicious criminal in the world thrust a knife into the boy's hand, whispering a low enticement.
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Solo female lead, Beast Ears, Spiritual Energy, Mechanical Angels, and other elements. Cyber-fantasy. Please refrain if not to your liking.

Tower of Overturn

Now that Tovatus had entered the scene, Russell's plan had to change.


Previously, he had not wanted Cui Que to contact Torkifat, because Heaven Delivery was the scapegoat pawn tossed out by Torkifat, and any contact with Heaven Delivery would alert Torkifat.


This was precisely the moment when the "Hero" was to be expended.


If Russell did not intervene, in a few more days, he could expect to hear about Heaven Delivery being exposed for "moral corruption," followed by a few trending searches that would tarnish his reputation.


Once public opinion fermented into strong liquor… In the heat of passionate sentiments, Torkifat could readily tell Tianen Daily that they intend to abandon "Heaven Delivery."


Chapter 62 - I Give Her Face