The fans exploded the moment they heard this.
"The streamer worked so hard in the live broadcast room, right under our very eyes, and you still dare to question it?"
"If you don't have eyes, go buy a pair."
"If you don't want it, donate it to someone else. If the ball on top of your neck is useless, just throw it away."
"It's rare to see someone this stupid."
The debate between the two sides grew intense. Having been insulted, the opposing camp fired back with ruthless passion.
"Laughable. I’m truly wasted at the level of bootlicking you people are doing."
"I just want to ask, isn't it disgusting?"
"Are you really that desperate?"
"Don't bother talking to them. They’ve probably been brainwashed and will eat anything."
"Aren't they afraid of getting sick and ending up in the hospital?"
"People like them wouldn't even be able to cure their brain issues in a hospital."
Fickler could see overwhelming discussions in every post he clicked on. Almost all of them were heated flame wars, which drew in countless curious onlookers. The sheer magnitude of this buzz made his breath quicken, and a certain idea began to take shape in his mind. He didn't care about the insults; as long as there was buzz and traffic, that was all that mattered. Surely, his opponent thought the same way.
His previous annoyance vanished. Pleased, he opened his own homepage. His gaze landed on his follower count; he frowned slightly, but his brow soon smoothed, and a look of satisfaction naturally emerged. He …
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