Chapter 484: Do You Think My Profession Has a Future?
In an environment of highly advanced technology, any news can spread extremely fast. Within just a few hours, the scale of the Mechanical Protest had doubled or even tripled. The District 011 government had no choice but to step in to maintain order. In addition to the existing maintenance organizations, both the White Epaulets and the Black Epaulets, and even part of the military force were deployed to the situation.
Fortunately, the government's response was swift. Overnight, they came up with countermeasures.
First, compensation for the deceased, the injured, and those who were frightened, though the compensation plan was not made public.
Second, fines and suspension for business rectification for the club. The club's owner would also face prosecution and might even end up in jail.
However, those who could run such a business usually didn't have clean backgrounds. Naturally, someone from the noble side would negotiate a settlement. As for the prosecution, they could just push a scapegoat out to take the fall. The real boss behind the scenes wouldn't need to show their face at all.
Whether driven by burning anger or by someone deliberately stirring things up behind the scenes, information about the club's real owner was posted online. A hacker had breached the government system, not only exposing the owner but also mapping out their entire network of connections, even giving netizens clear directions.
Coincidentally, this matter was also somewhat related to the Rongxin Group. One of its shareholders was a partner in the club, and the smuggled players had used the Rongxin Group's connections.
For a large corporation, digging up dirty secrets was all too easy. Before morning even arrived, someone had filed a real-name report accusing the Rongxin Group of brutally killing former employees who had been players—specifically, the two who had been used as sacrifices in the holographic game.
Of course, this wasn't an isolated case. Once someone took the lead, many more dubious pieces of evidence began to surface one after another. Within half an hour of this fermenting, Rongxin had transformed from a large cross-industry corporation into a black factory that exploited employees and disregarded their lives and deaths.