Chapter 2467 Some People Should Not Be Forgotten

The popularity of the Chef King Competition has made #HadisChallenge# on the micro-tweet hot search list again.

The 23,000 times thumping white buffalo balls, which made the judges' souls come out of their bodies, is really exciting.

That night, I don't know how many people lost sleep because of the loud beating upstairs, and I don't know how many cutting boards died heroically, and how many arms couldn't be raised the next day.

Because the price of ingredients is relatively close to the people, many housewives are eager to try it.

There are also bosses who grabbed Mag's beating action overnight, completed the programming, and built a beef-pounding robot, which won hundreds of thousands of orders.

More restaurant owners guarded their own chefs, conquered new dishes overnight, and strived to add a signature dish to the menu tomorrow.

This is a carnival of foodies, and it has also brought new wealth codes to some people.

McGonagall didn't care about that, he only cared about the rapidly growing number of fans.

It just broke one million yesterday, and today it has successfully broken through three million, and it is still jumping at a terrifying speed.

"Wonderful, what else do you need to practice, and go directly to become a big star, isn't the incense into a god?"

Mag used his mind to control the refrigerator to open, and poured himself a glass of orange juice, the iced kind.

"System, have you figured out the best plan? How can we ensure that the dungeon doesn't start a war on Nolan Continent." Mag asked in his mind while drinking the juice.

"This system has established millions of data models based on the existing intelligence, and finally came to a conclusion, but this conclusion is a bit strange."

"Don't give a shit, just say it." Mag got interested and put down the cup in his hand.

"According to the calculation of the professional model of this system, maintaining the existing political structure of the dungeon is the most stable solution for Nolan Continent."

"Huh?" Mag frowned, but he soon showed a thoughtful look.

"In the past tens of thousands of years, the political structure of dungeons has been relatively stable. Although there have been some changes and evolutions in the political structure with the development of technology and social changes, in general, it is still the main force that several major families actually control the dungeons. that power.

In the past tens of thousands of years, the dungeon has never launched a large-scale war or invasion against the Nolan continent.

If this balance is disturbed,

The probability of a collision between the two worlds will skyrocket. ' said the system.

"So, the people of the dungeon may need to change, and some classes also need to change, but Nolan mainland is the last thing they want to change." Mag frowned.

Given the current strength gap between the dungeon and the Nolan continent, once the dungeon starts a war against the Nolan continent, it will be a one-sided massacre.

At present, it is the military marshal Ferdinand who is actively promoting the reform of the dungeon.

And now that he counts, he is working under Ferdinand.

"It's a little troublesome now." Mag browsed the system and found him the information of the major chaebols in his mind.

You don't have to think to know that Ferdinand must have moved his wrist, so he didn't do much on the wrist except for micro-surfing and browsing some useless news.

The system's learning ability is indeed as he said, very powerful. He has successfully hacked into the military's intelligence database and obtained first-hand top-secret information.

Judging from the current situation, in order to protect Nolan Continent, he should join forces with the major chaebols to destroy Ferdinand, the challenger of the old order.

But although he has the title of Nolan Continent's No. 1 powerhouse, he is only a demigod after all. There is still a big gap between him and Ferdinand.

There is more than one extraordinary person behind every chaebol family. If he goes to them to discuss cooperation, it is not much different from delivering food.

Moreover, as a transmigrator, he still has an inexplicable affection for a guy like Ferdinand who bears a sense of class responsibility.

"Strength is the confidence after all. It seems that we have to see if the monument can be harvested first." Mag made up his mind and put his chaotic thoughts behind him.

...

"Director, this is Horace's confession, and a list, these scumbags! Beasts!"

Outside the interrogation room, a middle-aged policeman sent a transcript of the interrogation to the chief in person, his expression hard to hide his anger.

"It's hard work." The director reached out and patted his shoulder, glanced at Horace who was fixed on the medical bed, and turned to leave.

This incident is no longer under his control as the director of the investigation bureau. The game at the top will determine the final direction of this incident.

As for the list, heh, nothing.

The military has taken a clear stand to investigate this incident, and the Presidential Palace has also given clear instructions.

The Dixon family is powerful, and several chaebol families they have made friends with have also exerted their efforts one after another, including several big stars who have blown up on the micro-tweet list in the past two days, just to divert and reduce traffic for this event.

Of course, those few are not good things. They just turned from canaries to abandoned sons, and a generation of big stars went to prison, which is somewhat embarrassing.

If the inquisitor, who has no clue, can put Fergus to trial and kill, the problem will be much simpler.

After all, that person acted erratically and harshly, and he didn't need to be influenced by various forces, and he didn't have to worry about doing things.

...

"Sister, soon, soon I will be able to avenge you, I must let that guy pay for your life!"

In the dimly lit room, a young girl squatted in the corner, biting her lip, and a trace of blood slipped from the corner of her mouth.

...

The two days of micro-tweeting have been particularly lively.

As Horace fell from the altar and turned from a movie godfather to a rapist, the entertainment industry seemed to be pushed into dominoes, and eight first-line stars were exposed to various crimes.

The once glamorous stars have become bloody and cruel murderers and rapists, causing the people who eat melons to explode their views.

There are also more and more victims speaking out, testifying to the dirty behavior of those beasts, as if it has become an alien version of "".

The successive melons, each more bizarre than the other, also reduced the popularity of the Horace incident a lot, and even Fergus was gradually mentioned less and disappeared from the hot search list.

Mag got up early in the morning and briefly glanced at the micro-tweet hot search list, but all that came out were cannon fodder.

No matter how bright and bright the star is, in the hands of the chaebol, they are just pawns. This moment can be described as a true portrayal.

"Then let me add another fire." McGonagall searched for the keywords of Fergus and found an article with the sister of the victim of the Fergus incident as the first person. After confirming the content, he forwarded the article. A micro-tweet, with an accompanying text: Some people should not be forgotten, and so are criminals.