News that the Nobel Prize would be awarded to Qin Lin was growing increasingly heated online.
With people deliberately steering the conversation, praise poured in from all sides. Countless posts and videos began describing the benefits of Qin Lin accepting the award and the honor it would bring.
The message was clear: if Qin Lin didn't accept the award, he'd suffer a huge loss.
Even the official Nobel Prize website had praised him repeatedly, and announced that it would send a team to interview Qin Lin for this year's cover story.
This even made many Nobel laureates jealous.
There was only one such interview every year, and it also meant that the person interviewed was the most honored person of the year.
Under such lavish praise, a younger person might have struggled to suppress their vanity.
But the more Qin Lin read the news, the more irritated he became. Damn it, it felt as if some troublesome commoners were trying to harm their emperor.
He was still worried that people would discover the truth about the game.
Besides, he'd already dealt the Western countries so many technological blows. Only an idiot would go accept an award.
What's more, he didn't care about this Nobel Prize at all.
The internet had exposed what kind of award it was. It wasn't as if he didn't know.
Take that senior, Wang, for instance. Back then, someone had threatened her with the Nobel Prize in an attempt to stop her from returning to China.
Because Senior Wang had been fully capable of winning the Nobel Prize back then.
But what had Senior Wang said? If she couldn't return to her country and serve it, what good was a Nobel Prize?
There were plenty of other seniors like her.
That was probably another reason so