317 Peak Popularity

Watching Lin Huan raise the King Insect, countless viewers were moved to tears, unable to make any sound.

But more tears were not shed for her as the victor, but for that figure who transformed into a dragonfly, soared across the sky, and plunged into the ocean.

Pollution, mutation, charge, fall.

It all came too suddenly, so sudden that there wasn't time to clearly see her face, to remember her name.

From that fleeting profile and posture, she was surely a mother, a wife, a daughter; she could be everything, only no one believed she was merely a string of code, an AI could never emulate such greatness.

Amidst this overall sentimentality, a spark of anger suddenly flared up.

"Fuck!! Where is Jiang Weijiang!!!!" a young male spectator in the venue screamed uncontrollably, "Come out!! Kneel down!!"

Two security guards hurried forward to restrain him and drag him out.