Lu Bai's thoughts hadn't changed.
He hoped to improve the lives of the people at the bottom of society, as much as he was able.
As the saying went, you had no right to speak without investigating. To avoid doing more harm than good, he first needed to learn how this shelter operated.
In the past, he'd mostly looked into the shelter's history and gathered intelligence on the Deathmatch System.
Only now, when he took a closer look, did he realize that public resentment in Shelter No. 9 wasn't just serious—it was boiling over.
On the surface, the internet really did look like a peaceful, idyllic place. The people all seemed satisfied with their lives.
Polls in the various Livability Cities also showed that people were happy with the city councils' management.
But with the internet under strict control, just how much of that picture was real was a matter of opinion.
So Lu Bai immersed himself in all kinds of social media, especially platforms with a somewhat private feel.
The city council's internet regulators probably knew that trying to block everything was often worse than letting people vent.
Compared with sealing everything off completely, deliberately leaving an outlet could help keep things stable—and make them easier to manage.
If they didn't even leave people a place like that, it'd be like deliberately setting off a cesspit. Shit would end up splattered everywhere.
Lu Bai soon found similar spaces on social media. People talked in all kinds of cryptic ways, mostly just venting their emotions, with very little useful information.
Fortunately, Lu Bai was patient and wasn't in a hurry to get results.
Even though he wanted to change the world, he wasn't rushing into anything.
As the saying went, listening to all sides made you clear-sighted; listening to only