The Farming Saint in the Starry Wasteland (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 257

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She instantly forgot why she came to watch the drama. All she could think about was how amazing the strawberry tasted.

Willy chewed slowly, savoring the pure, delicious flavor and the slight calming feeling that came with it. The frown he usually wore from work stress just naturally smoothed out.

He gave a small nod. What started as a casual “I’ll just try it” turned into a firm “I have to buy this.

The moment Viola took a bite of the strawberry, she almost couldn’t keep her professional smile for the livestream.

Her carefully made–up eyes widened in shock, and she reflexively covered her mouth.

The incredible flavor and that sudden wave of mental clarity almost made her forget she was live–streaming.

“Mmm!!” She swallowed and faced the camera, her voice shaking with excitement. “Guys! I–I take back every single doubt I ever had! This strawberry… is amazing! Legit insane! The best natural strawberries I’ve ever had. No contest! And … I don’t know if it’s just in my head, but I feel a bit more clear–minded?”

But before she could even shake off the shock and share her honest review with the viewers, what she saw in the comment section wasn’t curiosity.

The moment she praised the strawberry, a wave of hateful comments flooded the screen.

[Acting! Keep acting! They paid you off, didn’t they?]

[One strawberry made you change your mind? That druggie must have put something in it!]

[Unfollowed. Didn’t expect Viola to be this kind of person, no morals for views.]

LMAO, this acting is so cringe. Obviously scripted!]

[Supporting that woman who drugged a man to sleep with him? Viola, you’re just like her.]

[Gross. ‘Clear–minded? More like brainwashed. Trash supports trash!]

[Everyone, block this streamer. She’s selling out. She has no heart!]

The screen was almost completely covered by comments. Words like “fake,” “paid off.” “drug

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The hate was way worse than anything she’d seen before, even when she reviewed weird- tasting liquid supplements.

The same people who told her to come “expose the truth” had now turned on her just because she didn’t say what they wanted–didn’t confirm it was “poison.”

Viola’s face went pale, and her eyes quickly turned red.

She was just a small–time influencer who loved food, mostly reviewing new or traditional liquid supplements, and sometimes trying natural foods.

Yes, she came this time partly to ride the trend. But mostly she was just caught up in the massive drama on Starnet and her viewers egging her on. She just wanted to give a fair, honest review.

She never expected that one honest reaction would bring this kind of vicious attack and personal insults.

She felt wronged and angry, and a cold chill of being misunderstood.

She tried to explain, her voice shaking. “No… Guys, listen to me. I’m not… This strawberry really is…”

She wanted to describe the taste and how it felt, but the comments didn’t give her a chance. Even harsher insults flooded the screen. Some people even started making up fake scandals about her.

Seeing those awful messages, her fingers trembled slightly, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She could accept people having different opinions about taste. But she couldn’t accept baseless personal attacks and online bullying.

She bit her lip hard, forcing herself not to cry. That was her professionalism.

She couldn’t bring herself to lie. She wouldn’t betray her own taste buds just to go along with

a bunch of fake rumors she now knew were bullshit.

With that amazing flavor still lingering in her mouth, she couldn’t say things like “it tastes bad” or “there’s something wrong with it.”

What should I do?

End the livestream?

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