Three days had passed since the Heavensea Alliance exhibition match.
Three whole days.
For three full days, no one in the Federation News Department had gotten a complete night's sleep.
The office lights blazed day and night, coffee cups piled into small mountains, and the clatter of keyboards echoed from morning until night.
The server room of the Network Technology Department was even hotter than a steamer. Even with the air conditioning at full blast, it could not suppress the servers' temperature—the news of Shrek Academy's defeat had exploded across the entire Federation network like a bomb, turning it into a boiling vat of oil.
The buzz remained sky-high.
It was not the sort of trending topic that cooled off after a day. It was the kind of heat that burned through the floor, set the ceiling ablaze, and roasted the entire building over a fire.
Thousands of new posts appeared on the forums every minute. Views on video sites climbed by the hundreds of millions. Even old men selling roasted sweet potatoes on the street were discussing that day's match with their customers.
"Two people against seven, and they still couldn't win!"
"Upstairs, you probably don't know that Shrek's people never even got a chance to fight back."
"Tch, I was there in person. Those Shrek students got instantly controlled, all right!"
Those words were repeated over and over, accompanied by video screenshots from every angle, slow-motion breakdowns, and technical analysis posts.
Yet no one managed to dig up Ziyang and Na'er's identities. The Spirit Pagoda only quietly revealed that the two came from the Spirit Pagoda.
The Spirit Pagoda did not dare reveal too much, either.
The News Department editors stared at the constantly updating data on their screens. Their eyes were bloodshot, but their lips wore indescribable