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[Upstairs, haven't you noticed the blind spot? Sitting beside Immortal Pretty Boy is another peerless big shot. Even if theoretical brainwashing can't make those hooligans submit, can't money and physical means do the trick?]

[And forget those hooligans—now I actually believe Immortal Pretty Boy is seriously picking up trash. Before, I thought he was just putting on a show. After all, someone that good-looking coming out to pick up trash without asking for anything in return just seemed too great and righteous. Excessive integrity looks hypocritical, but this time, I was wrong. I hope Immortal Pretty Boy stays this way.]

[Emmm, I reluctantly believe Immortal Pretty Boy is serious about picking up trash now, but I still think he has some other purpose, or that he won't keep it up for long. Besides, compared to one person's efforts, wouldn't asking the Bicheng Government or the Environmental Protection Bureau be faster?]

[Not necessarily. At least everyone is paying attention to the trash problem in Qinglan River now, right? As a local Bicheng middle school student, our group activity topic this week is to pick up trash at Qinglan River, then analyze its current problems and what, from our perspective, can be done to solve the river's drying up and sewage issues.

So Immortal Pretty Boy's trash-picking has at least had some effect.]

[The person upstairs is right! My home is not far from the riverbank. When I passed Qinglan River on my morning run today, I even picked up a few bottles. My own strength may be small, but isn't picking them up better than throwing them away?]

The comments and opinions online had initially been mostly skepticism about him putting on a show and snide remarks, but now quite a few people were voluntarily speaking up for He Qinglan's trash-picking. Though many still did not fully believe him, at least everyone knew that "picking up trash" and "protecting the environment" were not bad things.

Shui Wuyuan sat in his luxurious chair, watching the subtle shift in online sentiment. A trace of disdain flashed through his gray eyes. Then he glanced at the Down-and-Out River God, who had personally gone back to the riverbank to pick up trash, flexed his fingers, and finally picked several humans he disliked on sight to tear into.

Shui Wuyuan V: [@The World Isn't Worth It, I don't know how long he can keep picking up trash, but he'll definitely do it longer than you spend mindlessly scrolling on your phone.]

Shui Wuyuan V: [@Everyone Else Is Hell, So what if he's putting on a show? Shouldn't you be sad that even him putting on a show looks better than you do while alive?]

Shui Wuyuan V: [@Money Above All, Yes, yes, yes, everything he does must ultimately be for money. For every piece of trash he picks up, I'll give him a thousand yuan. Go on, call him money above all. Curse him a few more times and save me some money, huh?]

Boss Water's three consecutive takedowns on Weibo nearly made the few dark-minded, jealous online mobsters explode on the spot. Then they viciously seized on the fact that Shui Wuyuan knew He Qinglan—blindly protecting him! No sense of proportion! The rich can do whatever they want!

Then Boss Water sat on his lounge chair and spun around, watching He Qinglan pick up another filthy plastic bag over there. With a snort, he stood up.

He posted his final Weibo update of the day.

Shui Wuyuan V: [Of course I know him. Are you blind? And every word I said is the truth. Why would I need to blindly protect him? Heh!]

By then, Shui Wuyuan had already walked over to He Qinglan's side and resumed his automatic follow-and-watch routine.

Under the River God's deeply disgusted gaze, he took out his phone and displayed his Weibo. "Look at these idiots. They're so stupid I can't even be bothered talking to them. They actually said I was blindly protecting you. Ha! Hahaha!"

The tall, handsome Rain God looked the down-and-out, pitiful River God up and down, then declared proudly and decisively, "Blindly protecting you is impossible. It will be impossible for the rest of my life."

"But if you're willing to call me boss, I can reluctantly look after you."

The pitiful River God turned expressionlessly to look at the Rain God. Specks of light flowed through those deep-blue eyes. Suddenly, he leaned forward, his eyes nearly touching the Rain God's high nose bridge.

The instant the tall man stiffened all over because of his approach, the handsome young man slightly curled one side of his lips and reached out to pick up the packaging bag behind the man with his tongs.

Then he turned and left without mercy.

Before leaving, he gave the Rain God a smiling eye-roll and a deeply mocking, "Heh."

Shui Wuyuan: "..."

So those mortals were all blind, weren't they?! How could I possibly blindly protect a guy like that!!

Boss Water was in a bad mood, so he folded his arms and watched Immortal Pretty Boy pick up trash. At times he hummed, at times he clicked his tongue, providing his own soundtrack of disdain and sighs, until he finally achieved the minor accomplishment of mutually hurting each other with the River God.

Those two formed a world of their own, and even from over ten meters away, one could feel the thunder and earthfire that refused to blend.

The River God's followers and the River God's laborers on the other side got along quite well. After all, one had personally witnessed the River God's power, while the others had personally witnessed the Rain God's power. Everyone had joined because of power, and there was nothing wrong with that.

Because Zhang Feng had been slapped in the face right in front of everyone, Meng Tiantian could no longer continue the livestream even though she had not directly participated in the matter. Whether their livestream account could continue to exist afterward was itself a question.

At Qi Xiaoyuan's suggestion and under the Liu brothers' execution, the streamers and passersby who still wanted to ride the wave of popularity suddenly dropped by more than half. Those who remained either had their phones forcibly confiscated and were made to pick up trash properly, only being allowed to film for five minutes after filling a bag, or they were directly driven away and forbidden from causing trouble here. The area became much quieter as a result.

They even received a distant nod of approval from the River God, leaving Qi Xiaoyuan, Liu Dalong, and the other six extremely excited.

But excited as they were, they still did not dare approach.

"Brother, you've been so diligent about bringing lunch boxes and fruit. Did you see something too?" Liu Dalong asked indirectly.

Qi Xiaoyuan's hand paused as he picked up trash. Looking at Liu Dalong and the others, whose faces still bore bruised swelling, he lowered his voice. "Don't tell me you saw it with your own eyes too?"

Liu Dalong's heart jolted! Sure enough, neither of those two over there was human!!