The Giant Catfish of the Dead Silent World

"Me? Famous? In the news?"

An Jing blinked, then waved his hand dismissively. "I know I'm famous; there was bound to be news about me regarding this 'Pioneering War'. But the reality is very different from the news. I'll explain the details to you guys in a bit."

A full day had passed, and the Luofu Group's media offensive had certainly begun. An Jing could already imagine the impassioned stories they were spinning: how he had admired the group since childhood, his single-minded devotion, his peerless talent, and how he cultivated for the future rise of the human race. Now that the time was ripe, he had performed a miraculous feat, continuing the legacy of True Person Qingye and single-handedly opening up the North Lake Marsh region, and so on.

It was an image so full of "positive energy" that even he didn't recognize himself.

Yet, unexpectedly, Huo Qing and Nian Quan both shook their heads in unison.

"You'll see once you look."

The two sent the relevant news links to An Jing, who clicked on them with a puzzled expression.

What appeared before An Jing's eyes were dozens of completely different self-media outlets and various local tabloids, filled with photos of himself taken when he didn't even know it, as well as obviously fake photos generated by artifact spirits!

Since An Jing hadn't granted any interviews, all the genuine photos were long-range shots. However, some media outlets had used these as base material to fabricate a multitude of photos showing An Jing smiling, shaking hands with reporters, and giving interviews. The headlines were even more absurd, such as 'Young Pioneering War Hero An Xuan Accepts Interview with Our Station', making the youth's mouth twitch. "Is this blatant fabrication allowed?"

An Jing's image was quite good; he was a standard,