FVN Chapter 30 - 30 The Climax Comes 1
Chapter 30 - 30 The Climax Comes 1
Chapter 30: Chapter 30 The Climax Comes 1
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Seeing the girl’s tears, the audience felt a tug at their hearts. UppTodated from nô/v/e/lb(i)n.c(o)/m
However, these days, everyone knows how to write a sob story, so they didn’t blindly believe it. Instead, they began to actively search for relevant information.
Before long, some people found the news reports and corresponding photos from that time. After comparison, they realized that what Mom of Pingping said was true.
The girl crossing the zebra crossing was knocked down. The driver who caused the accident was drunk driving, died on the spot, and was driving without a license. His car wasn’t insured and was also a scrapped vehicle.
Although cursing that the driver got off lightly by dying, this also meant that Pingping couldn’t get any compensation at all. All the medical expenses had to be shouldered by themselves.
Having confirmed the truth of the matter, some viewers began to help Mom of Pingping raise funds online, and a portion of viewers began tagging the platform frantically.
It was clear from Pingping and others’ previous upload records that videos of the game “Spreading Traditional Culture Starting from Me” were very popular. Many horror game enthusiasts were too scared to play themselves, but they had no problems watching.
Also, given the scale of the game, it was very likely to become a stable focus for videos in the near future and significantly ease the economic pressure on Pingping’s family.
If they could secure some advertisements and product endorsements afterward, it would be an unexpected windfall.
Cutting off this channel was tantamount to snuffing out the small glimmer of hope they had found after much difficulty.
“Platform assistant, come out and give us an answer!”
Oh, playing dead now, are we? Very active when selling VIP memberships online, but pretend nothing happened when it comes to issues like this?” Blocking someone’s livelihood is like killing their parents; you’re indirectly committing murder!”
As the platform had yet to respond, the release of another video further heightened the heat of the incident.
It was from a video account that had collaborated with Mom of Pingping. This account previously had few followers and low video views, practically invisible. However, because it had recorded this game, the account had also gained a certain amount of views recently.
Mimicking Mom of Pingping’s method, he recorded and uploaded his video using a cellphone.
I also heard that this game might have some therapeutic effect on certain mental illnesses. With a try-and-see attitude, I let my father play it.” “He was almost able to play the game immediately upon contact, and the effect afterward was astonishing.”
“Alzheimer’s, this kind of degenerative disease, is almost beyond the help of medicine, but after he played and then slept, he looked at me, and his eyes seemed vaguely familiar.”
“He said he recognized me but couldn’t recall my name. He vaguely remembered that I’m his son, but he just couldn’t call out my name.”
Even so, that was enough to be a surprise.”
“I kept teaching him my name over and over, just like he once taught me how to write my name. Time formed a closed-loop at this moment, giving me hope of returning to the past.”
“I don’t know what wrong this game has committed, but as a son of an elderly man, I beg you, please don’t ban this game, thank you.”
Similar videos sprouted up like bamboo shoots after a rain, each telling their own story with the game and hoping it would not be banned.
The emergence of this tide allowed Wang Say Games to keenly perceive that the opportunity for a turnaround had arrived.
He acted immediately, quickly contacting each account that posted a video. After stating his intentions and obtaining permission from them, he compiled a large number of related videos and rapidly began editing.
Since editing took some effort, Wang didn’t finish the video until five in the morning, but to his surprise, he didn’t feel the least bit tired.
The experiences of more than a dozen people were edited into a thirty-minute video, accompanied by soothing music, filled with emotional power amidst its calmness.
Watching his own edit, Wang felt that this was probably the pinnacle of his editing work.
No explanation needed, merely presenting the facts held an undeniable power.
After some thought, he gave the video a title:
“What Has Gaming Saved?”
Once he released the video, even in the early morning, its views exploded at a rapid pace.
The viral moment Wang had been waiting for had finally arrived.