"Can you even do it? You're already giving up?"
Fang Yuan looked at Warren, who had thick dark circles under his eyes, with a playful expression.
After several nights out fighting crime, Angel's spirit was clearly much worse.
"Didn't I tell you to rest during the day?" Fang Yuan asked.
Warren smiled sheepishly.
"I just can't help but read the newspaper reports about me. Once I start, I can't stop."
Seeing this, Fang Yuan understood. Warren was, after all, not yet twenty years old, and becoming famous overnight was bound to make his heart pound.
Moreover, he had just debuted and wasn't a master of time management like Batman, who could fight crime at night and still pretend to be a playboy during the day.
"For the next few days, don't read the newspapers. Just rest well every day and practice combat," Fang Yuan directly instructed.
"Oh, okay." Warren nodded.
There was one quality about him that Fang Yuan really liked: his obedience.
Warren was an orphan who had suffered a lot since childhood. He knew that everything he had now was given to him by Fang Yuan, so he did whatever Fang Yuan told him to do.
This made Fang Yuan very satisfied. It didn't matter if his ability level wasn't high, but if his mindset had problems, that would be difficult to deal with.
And Fang Yuan's purpose in telling Warren not to pay attention to the newspapers recently, besides letting him get some good rest, was also because he anticipated that other newspapers would soon jump out and say unpleasant things.
The Superhero Angel had already gained a certain level of popularity and become a hot topic, so other newspapers would naturally follow up.
But in terms of positive reporting, who could compare to The Observer Daily?
As long as readers wanted to know, Fang Yuan could even count how many feathers Angel had for them.
So at this time, other newspapers had to open up new avenues. Since they couldn't compete with positive news, they would report negative news about Angel!
Fang Yuan had seen this kind of tactic too many times in his previous life. No matter what the issue, unless it was an unspeakable topic, someone would always raise objections.
It wasn't that they wanted to object; it was just that it attracted more readers.
Sure enough, the next day, many other newspapers in New York carried a lot of negative news targeting Angel.
"Is Angel a Human or a Monster?"
"A Regular Person with Wings!"
These questioned Angel's very being, and some even pointed their fingers at The Observer Daily.
"Always Exclusive News, Superhero Angel Suspected of Falsification!"
The negative news was well-reasoned and clearly affected The Observer Daily's sales that day.
But Fang Yuan did not let the newspaper make any other moves and continued to recruit new members.
Old Chuck, Billy, and others were worried that sales would continue to fall, but since Fang Yuan didn't express anything, they didn't dare to ask.
Quentin and Baker, those two 'Sleeping Dragons and Phoenix Chicks,' had no time to think about these things; they were busy writing articles day in and day out.
Regarding the newspaper's star Superhero Angel, they actually had the same questions as the outside world.
But whether it was true or false, Old Chuck and the others didn't really care; they only worried that their good days would disappear if Angel's popularity decreased.
If they knew what Fang Yuan was thinking now, they would probably shriek.
"Not enough firepower, why isn't anyone blasting me?"
Fang Yuan looked at the pile of newspapers in front of him, troubled. There was negative news, but no explosive points. If this continued, Angel's popularity would only get lower and lower.
He now wished that a newspaper would come out and curse him, the nastier the better, as that would attract people to read.
People in any country love to watch a good show.
The more people follow the war of words, the more popular Angel can become.
"Bang!"
Fang Yuan slammed the table, and even people outside the office heard it.
Old Chuck quickly told the employees to keep it down, as someone was badmouthing the newspaper boss, and he was unhappy.
Little did they know that Fang Yuan inside had just made a decision: "Since you all can't handle this immense wealth, then I'll do it myself!"
That's right, Fang Yuan decided—to curse himself!
It's just hype; there's nothing shameful about it.
Of course, he couldn't use The Observer Daily to curse; he had to open a new account.
So Fang Yuan immediately went out and acquired a second newspaper. He had Emotion Perception and Mind Reading, making it easy to negotiate acquisitions with ordinary people and get the upper hand.
Moreover, it was a time of newspaper crisis, with countless newspapers unable to continue operating. Fang Yuan sought out newspapers on the verge of bankruptcy, who were eager for someone to take over.
Of course, it was anonymous. He faked his identity and did not appear directly.
Otherwise, if his identity were exposed later, wouldn't he have to constantly guard against assassinations from Mutants?
This newspaper was called The Collector Daily. Immediately after acquiring it, Fang Yuan threw a manuscript at them and also lowered the newspaper's selling price.
The next day, at the same newsstand, Old Tom and Old Jerry met again.
"Old Tom, a copy of The Observer Daily?" Old Jerry asked with a chuckle.
"No!"
Old Tom waved his hand dismissively, "That rotten newspaper keeps writing about that Angel. They're the only ones in all of New York with the latest news. If it's all true, I'll find a mouse and eat it alive right now!"
Old Jerry immediately became displeased: "Just talk, why would you eat a mouse out of nowhere?"
However, he had somewhat anticipated Tom's reaction. Many readers of The Observer Daily were annoyed by the exaggerated hype, feeling their intelligence was insulted.
But Old Jerry found it very entertaining and a good pastime.
At this moment, the newsstand owner intervened and handed Old Tom a new newspaper.
"You might be interested in this."
Old Tom opened it and saw: "The Collector Daily? Another tabloid."
"The Observer Daily—Shame of the Press!"
This headline immediately caught his attention.
"Now this is interesting!" Old Tom instantly felt it was to his liking. Finally, someone was stepping forward to curse The Observer.
The news read: "Recently, a newspaper named The Observer has frequently reported on the so-called Superhero Angel, always with exclusive news, clearly engaging in journalistic fraud! Disgraceful!"
This was the first sentence of the opening, already the mildest statement in the entire news article.
Afterward, the manuscript contained various insults, accusing The Observer Daily of releasing false information and even self-directing and fabricating so-called heroes, using the nastiest words imaginable.
Yet, it did indeed summarize most of the suspicious points of The Observer Daily, so it wasn't entirely baseless. It was just the way it was expressed that would make anyone scratch their head.
Old Tom read it from beginning to end in one breath. At first, it felt like drinking a large bottle of ice water in the middle of a summer noon, thoroughly refreshing.
But the more he read, the more he gasped, and by the end, he couldn't help but take a sharp intake of breath.
The cursing was too vulgar.
Old Tom had never seen a newspaper operate like this before.
"This newspaper is simply outrageous!" Old Jerry shook his head after reading it.
But…
"One copy!" Old Tom decisively paid and bought the newspaper in his hand.
Clearly, Old Tom and Old Jerry were divided into two factions, supporting The Observer and opposing The Observer.
And this was Fang Yuan's intention.
The world had suffered under The Observer for too long and desperately needed someone brave enough to speak out.
Without exception, The Collector Daily became popular.
Every newspaper had its own style, and many were sharp-tongued, but such blatant and malicious insults directed at another newspaper were extremely rare.
Especially since the focus of their dispute was a current hot topic, the popularity soared even higher.
The Collector Daily sold over 100,000 copies that day, mainly because the curious public also wanted to see how it cursed.
Moreover, after all this commotion, some newspapers with similar ideas actually stopped their efforts.
Other newspapers: "No way, it said all my words, and it cursed even worse than me!"
Fang Yuan's move of cursing himself directly blocked the path of others.
If other newspapers also cursed, they could only follow suit or curse even more severely. Following suit meant only getting the leftovers of The Collector Daily.
And cursing more severely?
This option was simply not within the scope of other newspapers.
Angel and The Observer Daily were only in the suspicious stage; other newspapers wouldn't randomly bite like this.
No other reason than wanting to save face.
Only The Collector Daily, being small, had nothing to lose.
Of course, other tabloids also mimicked the style, but this is where the advantage of Fang Yuan's self-directed and self-acted scheme came into play.
The next day, The Observer Daily directly came out to respond, blasting The Collector Daily, while not even mentioning other tabloids. The audience naturally focused on Fang Yuan's two newspapers.
This wave of traffic was fully exploited.
However, Fang Yuan was very careful. The core of The Collector's insults was that The Observer faked the Superhero Angel, denying The Observer Daily, but not denying Angel.
The two newspapers' war of words continued for three days, boosting their respective sales to over 150,000 copies.
While the outside world watched the spectacle, Angel gradually became associated with the Superhero identity and was accepted by more and more people without them realizing it.
Now, the main focus of people's confusion was whether Angel was actually fake or not.
So Fang Yuan decided to make a big move.
However, as he was about to leave the newspaper office, someone approached him.
It was a delicate, blonde girl with black-rimmed glasses, her chest so swollen that her shirt buttons were about to pop.
Jane, a newspaper reporter, a new employee hired recently.
"Boss~"
Jane immediately pressed close to Fang Yuan, her large breasts rubbing against his arm.
"How should we proceed with our work next?"
Fang Yuan chuckled: "Work? Well, of course, I'll have to personally guide you."
It was still early; the big move could wait for another day.
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