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A young man wearing a Monkey Mask took the lead, and then both the Sheep and the Snake started to hurl insults at the man in the Ox Mask.

The middle-aged man wearing a Sheep Mask, just like the young man with the Monkey Mask, successfully gained 20 Mood Value points.

The Snake, however, due to being slightly more refined in his insults, only obtained 10 Mood Value points and seemed somewhat disappointed.

After this, it was the turn of the muscle man in the Dragon Mask; he had boldly chosen to watch a live stream in the previous event and had recovered 60 Mood Value points in one go.

Yet, because his Mood Value had dropped too much before, it was still at -35 now, and most importantly, he could feel that as the game entered the second round, the pace had clearly quickened, and the Mood Value was dropping even more fiercely.

He had to make good use of every opportunity to recover Mood Value.

"So next, it's the Dragon Master's turn to speak on the forum, meow."

"The sun," said the muscular man in the Dragon Mask.

The people present were all somewhat baffled, not knowing why he suddenly mentioned the sun.

The muscle man wearing the Dragon Mask then stretched out a finger, pointing at the jacket on the body of the man in the Ox Mask.

"There's a sun on your jacket, are you flirting with the sun?" he accused.

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

Everyone present was taken aback.

The man in the Ox Mask, who had been insulted without retorting before, couldn't stand it any longer; he stood up from his seat with a start and said agitatedly. Stay updated through My Virtual Library Empire

"I'm from the Northeast, a proud Descendant of Fiery Emperor and the Yellow Emperor, what the [beep] are you talking about, open your damn eyes and look!"

As he spoke, he took off his jacket, held it in his hand, and pointed to the twin dragons playing with pearls design, saying,

"This isn't any damn sun, this [beep] is a pearl, it's a traditional Chinese element, it's my zodiac year; I'm born in the year of the Dragon!"

Even the young man wearing the Monkey Mask, who had been the fiercest in his insults, found this claim too absurd, let alone the others.

However, after a pause of about two seconds, the Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor said, "A rumor detected meow, the subject of the rumor is the Ox Master.

"The Ox Master is now disliked by most masters on the forum, and any negative news about the Ox Master will spread more easily and be accepted by the public meow~

"Judging, judging... Rumor confirmed meow~ Dragon Master, Mood Value +50, Ox Master, Mood Value -150 meow~"

This works too? The rest were shocked.

Seeing the man in the Dragon Mask boost his Mood Value to +15 with just a rumor, many people's eyes turned red with envy.

The woman wearing a Rabbit Mask felt a bit embarrassed to make up such baseless slander and just spread a rumor that the man in the Ox Mask was underpaying his employees, which increased her Mood Value by 30 points.

When the Tiger Mask Wearer Woman spoke, however, she dropped a bombshell

—she spread a rumor that the Ox Mask Wearer Man had an affair with a female subordinate, which earned her 40 Mood Value points, second only to the young man in the Monkey Mask, and successfully turned her Mood Value positive, reaching 12 points.

Seeing the numbers change to green and the circle light up, she exhaled deeply.

Up to now in this round of the event, only two people hadn't yet spoken.

That is, those representing the first and second in the Chinese zodiac, the Rat and the Ox.

The man in the Ox Mask's eyes were bloodshot, and his heavy panting echoed through the room.

Finally, it was his turn to speak. Since the forum module had been activated, he had fallen from heaven straight into hell.

His Mood Value had plummeted from an unrivaled 155 all the way down to the current -300.

It was far beyond the warning line of -100, and unless he could gain 200 points of Mood Value in one turn, his death was almost certain.

In fact, the way the other players were looking at him was no different from looking at a dead man.

"You bunch of motherf***ing bastards, I... I won't let you off even if I become a ghost!"

"Is this your final statement, Ox Master?" the Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor blinked.

"No, it's not. I'll take someone down with me even if I die," the Ox Mask Wearer Man squeezed out through his teeth.

His eyes were glaring like copper bells, fixed firmly on the muscle man wearing the Dragon Mask.

It was this asshole who had started the rumor that had reduced him to his current state, and the one he hated the most.

But in the end, his gaze shifted away from the Dragon Mask muscle man, because the latter had a Mood Value of 15, which he couldn't take away with one statement.

After looking around, the Ox Mask Wearer pointed at the young man wearing the Monkey Mask and sneered.

"You're right, I admit I'm a shameless flirt, I've disgraced my ancestors, I'm trash. Now I confess and make a clean breast of it, I have an accomplice, and it's him."

The young man wearing the Monkey Mask was stunned; he was at -78 Mood Value, the lowest in the room apart from the Ox Mask Wearer Man. He had just managed to recover 20 points by cursing others in the forum.

Before he could utter a word of rebuttal, the Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor's voice had already rung out again, "Rumor detected, meow, the target of the rumor is Owner of the Monkey.

"The rumor also involves the Ox Master, who is currently despised by most owners in the forum, meow. Any negative news about the Ox Master will spread more easily and be accepted by the public, meow~

"Judging, judging, judging... The rumor takes effect, meow~ Ox Master, Mood Value +50, Owner of the Monkey, Mood Value -150, meow~"

"No!!!!"

The young man wearing the Monkey Mask watched in horror as his Mood Value dropped from -78 to -228, screaming in fear.

Meanwhile, the man wearing the Ox Mask laughed heartily, completely disregarding his own Mood Value of -250.

Everyone was stunned by the Ox Mask Wearer's suicidal counterattack.

So much so that no one cared about the man wearing the Mouse Mask who spoke afterwards.

The Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor seemed very pleased with this round, and after everyone had spoken, she clapped her hands again.

"Wonderful, meow, wonderfully done, all the masters are doing great, meow, adapting so quickly to the new rules of the forum~ I am proud of you, masters, meow."

While saying this, she also puffed out her slightly underdeveloped chest.

"However, unfortunately, after the second round of the game, some masters will have to leave us, meow. The pressure on him is too great, meow, so great that just living feels very difficult, meow~

"So he has chosen to leave us," she paused, then announced, "Owner of the Monkey didn't make it through the night, meow~"

As she uttered the last word, a loud bang echoed in the room, and the young man wearing the Monkey Mask threw his head back.

Like the woman wearing the Horse Mask, his mask now had a hole the thickness of a thumb, and blood was spurting out from the small hole.

"Other masters will enter the third day, meow. Please try even harder to increase your Mood Value on the third day, meow. I don't want to lose another owner, meow~"