The Great Wilderness Mountain Range livestream was beginning to be throttled.
The views and comments on the topic were increasing, yet its popularity was still dropping.
Searching online for Heize yielded highly ranked results that filled the front page with irrelevant information instead.
As for Heize, it seemed there was an invisible giant hand suppressing the heat around the matter.
At that moment, Lin Chao sat in a green train carriage, his eyes half-closed.
His hometown was a small city without high-speed rail.
Every trip home required seven or eight hours on a train.
His eyes half-closed, he dozed off.
Across from him, two people who looked like students were arguing about something.
"Didn't you see the pictures online? Planes and armored vehicles all went to the Great Wilderness Mountain Range. I heard Heize turned into a zombie."
"You should believe the official explanation. The signal inside that cave was poor, so livestreaming was impossible.
"Do you really believe those rumors? That Heize could hold off ten thousand men alone? Even the movie Hero wasn't that absurd."
The argument between the two people opposite Lin Chao was a microcosm of the internet's views on Heize.
Of course, most people believed the authorities had not deceived them.
Heize was a valiant general who had used the right time, the right place, and the support of the people to wipe out the Wolf Guard.
These people were just ordinary members of the public. They merely watched the Heize incident for excitement and did not investigate it deeply.
But a small number of people dug deeply into the materials.
The more they investigated, the more they discovered that something was amiss.
The truth was not as simple as imagined.
At four in the afternoon, the train arrived. Lin Chao stretched his arms.
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