I’m the Demon King in Marvel

Chapter 620 A single spark ignites a prairie fire

Chapter 620 Sparks Spread Across the Prairie (Part )

“Electronic devices are unusable. In the past, we could rely on the number of online trolls to overcome the human supervision of the Internet police. Now, no matter how many people we have, they can’t stop the processing speed of artificial intelligence…”

After Yang Jun made up his mind, he naturally had to come up with a way to effectively spread the news.

With the development of technology, artificial intelligence is becoming more and more perfect. The government, which holds the central control system for spacecraft, already had mature artificial intelligence eighty years ago. No matter how talented civilian hackers are, they cannot fill the technological gap.

“We can only use traditional media, but flyers and big-character posters are not credible at all. No one will read them. And the few official print media that are still in operation are unlikely to publish this news…”

“Wait, I can forge a newspaper!” Yang Jun’s eyes suddenly lit up.

Just imitate a news report using the layout of paper media, find a small printing factory, or even print it out yourself, and then distribute it.

“As long as the layout and paper are done right, and at first glance it’s hard to tell whether it’s real or fake, some people will be suspicious.”

“That’s enough!”

Once he takes action, he will not have the opportunity to prove the truth of the news to the public. In fact, he has no evidence at all. If Yang Jun did not have a deep understanding of Song Yang, he would not dare to believe it.

“I just need to spread the news…”

As for the consequences of doing so, Yang Jun was mentally prepared from the moment he made up his mind.

The right thing is always difficult and never comes without a price.

He could only try his best to keep the fire lit and look forward to the next person to take up the torch.

After thinking of a solution, Yang Jun acted quickly.

First, I asked a friend to help me get a batch of professional newspaper paper. The quantity was not large, only about ten thousand sheets.

Yang Jun didn’t think he had the chance to release too many. He might be caught by the lackeys of the nobles who came over before he could even release 10,000 copies.

After solving the paper problem, Yang Jun then had to solve the printing problem. Fortunately, with the development of technology, home printing machines can also print on newspaper paper.

After the paper and printing problems were solved, Yang Jun used a computer to imitate the manual typeset of the official media big brother RM Daily, and used his unprofessional writing skills to compose a short news report, which was placed on the front page. The rest of the page was copied from some content excerpted from previous newspapers.

It is enough as long as the people who see it feel surprised and stunned for the first time. Afterwards, these newspapers will inevitably be recovered by the noble families. No matter whether they choose to do it with great fanfare or quietly behind the scenes, there will always be traces left that will make the readers who privately keep these newspapers suspicious.

There was not much Yang Jun could do, and it was impossible for him to find a proper way to resist the noble families on his own.

But if the effect is not obvious, should we just stop doing it?

More than a hundred years ago, when “The Victory of the Common People” was first introduced into the country, wasn’t it thanks to countless passionate young people who used crude and even naive means to promote it, which made more people know about it and led to the group of great warriors who faced death without fear and only sought to practice their beliefs?

The 10,000 fake newspapers prepared by Yang Jun may all be recovered, his efforts and even his sacrifice may not be known to others, but the “spark” can only be seen by others when it is lit.

Yang Jun stayed up all night to prepare all the newspapers. For the first time ever, he asked for a leave from the detachment and chose to drive his flying car at five in the morning. He delivered ten newspapers in a pack to residential buildings, subway stations, vegetable markets, nursing homes and parks where the elderly often go in Guangzhou.

Most of the people who can get up at five or six in the morning are elderly people who have light sleepers, and it just so happens that the news on the front page headlines of newspapers can attract the most attention of the elderly.

“According to our reporter stationed in Yuanchuxing, a biological laboratory under the Lin Group named ‘Spark’ has successfully developed a genetically modified drug today. It can enhance the functions of the human body, cure various diseases and even prolong life…”

“Old Wu, come and take a look. The news in the newspaper is terrifying!”

Huang Tianyou is 83 years old this year. He has personally experienced the entire process of China entering the interstellar age. Many of his children and grandchildren have immigrated to different planets to settle down. When he was young, he also went to other planets to work and pan for gold. After retirement, he missed his hometown on Earth more and chose to return to retire.

At his age, death is no longer a taboo topic, but survival is the instinct of all living things, and few people really want to die when they can live a good life.

“What are you doing? You’re wasting time here. Your dance partner will be snatched away by the old loser from the next door neighborhood!”

Old friend Wu Jianxiong heard Huang Tianyou’s panting and walked over with a staggering step.

As soon as they arrived at the park gate, they saw a free newspaper stand outside the gatehouse which had been vacant for many years, where newspapers were updated regularly.

As time progresses, some things are bound to be eliminated. Traditional paper media were gradually replaced by electronic publications decades ago. Today, except for a few official paper media that still rely on subsidies to maintain each issue of physical newspapers, other traditional paper media have long since abandoned physical newspapers and used electronic technology to continuously innovate.

The audiences of these few remaining physical newspapers and periodicals are also very narrow, basically consisting of elderly people. Even if the subscription prices remain at the levels of decades ago, not many people are willing to spend money to subscribe. Basically, public institutions and non-profit organizations pay the cost price as a token of their support.

It can be said that Yang Jun hit the jackpot unexpectedly. The newspaper he forged and the information revealed in the newspaper touched the nerves of the elderly.

“What the hell!” Wu Jianxiong leaned over and saw the news on the front page of the newspaper, her eyes lit up with shock. “Is it true?”

“This is RM Daily!” Huang Tianyou couldn’t help but beam with joy: “How could it be fake?”

“So, we can all live a few more years?” Wu Jianxiong was delighted.

“Yeah, you old loser can still grab a few more dance partners!” Huang Tianyou smiled, folded a newspaper and put it in his pocket.

Seeing this, Wu Jianxiong simply took out two photos and planned to show them to his dance partners to cheer them up.

“I just don’t know when this thing will be available, and how much it will cost for an injection.”

“I asked you to spend less money on gifts for them, but they refused to listen. They don’t need your roses, so now you’re worried that you don’t have enough money?”

“I mean that’s my hobby, don’t you understand? At our age, what else can we pursue besides emotional value?”

“Hey, after I get my shot, maybe I’ll be active again!”

“You old idiot, you still say I’m not serious, but I think you’re the one who’s still lustful!”

……

The two elderly men in their eighties had no idea that the newspapers Yang Jun released were bringing a big storm to Yangcheng.

Just over thirty minutes after Yang Jun released the first fake newspaper, the noble families got the news. Their reaction speed was even faster than that of the official agencies that had not yet started work.

“Dad, something big happened!” Tang Xinrong rushed over to report the situation to Tang Zhen.

A few days ago, after Tang Zhen returned to Earth from Yuanchu Star with representatives of several influential noble families, he took charge of the capital and reached a consensus with other noble families. He was responsible for coordinating resources from all parties and making every effort to extinguish possible accidents and ensure that the news from Yuanchu Star would not spread.

The other six masters naturally acquiesced in his behavior, because they also came from noble families, and were either direct descendants or blood relatives by marriage, and everyone had the same interests.

What’s more, if an uncontrollable accident occurs, they can throw Tang Zhen out to take the blame, and they are still the masters who are diligent and love the people!

As they were all thousand-year-old foxes, Tang Zhen certainly understood what the other six were thinking, so he not only took the opportunity to ask for the power to temporarily mobilize resources from all parties, but also got half of the share of the genetically modified drugs that were to be used first.

This means that if the genetically modified drug can be modified into a painless and safe version in the future, other noble families must let the Tang family enjoy half of the share of the first batch so that the Tang family can get the upper hand.

Anyway, all the noble families have shared the potion information. They are all large families that own several habitable planets and countless resource stars. They all have the ability to manufacture potions independently, so they don’t care much about the distribution of the first batch of finished products.

Bringing back a few is enough to prolong the lives of the dying elders at home. Others can wait for the next batch. After the experience of the first batch, the subsequent medicines will only be faster and better.

As a result, Tang Zhen was able to take charge of the overall situation in a short period of time and mobilize all the resources and channels provided by the noble families.

Even though he was in Yangcheng, thousands of miles away, Tang Zhen got the news at the first opportunity.

“Fake newspapers appeared in Yangcheng, and the front-page headline is about genetic medicine.” Tang Xinrong opened his personal terminal and projected the newspaper forged by Yang Jun.

Unlike Tang Xinrong, who was flustered, Tang Zhen, who had been in the political arena for decades, just frowned slightly and asked, “Have you found out who did it?”

“We have locked on to the target, a firefighter.” Tang Xinrong projected Yang Jun’s information in front of his father and explained, “After comparison, we found that this person and the missing soldier were classmates in the military academy.”

“Where is the person?” Tang Zhen asked, “Is he under control?”

“The firefighter has been captured by the Ye family. The trace of the big-headed soldier has not been found yet. The people who went to the border town did not find the big-headed soldier.” Tang Xinrong quickly replied: “The Ye family is recovering the fake newspapers, but we don’t know how many this guy has released. He is very stubborn.”

“If it’s hard, keep prying!” Tang Zhen frowned again: “Also, pay attention to other places. Obviously, that soldier has more than one helper.”

“Damn it, why won’t these peasants accept their fate?” The second young master of the Tang family was indignant.

What was originally a very simple matter has turned out like this. Not only has Tang Xinrong’s ambition to become the “King of the World” been shattered, but the news has also spread everywhere. I don’t know how much manpower and resources will be spent to settle this matter.

“There is no other way. Our ancestors set a bad precedent, which gave the peasants hope of turning things around.”

Tang Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke in a grim tone.

“Then destroy their hopes and make them accept their fate!”

(End of this chapter)