Chapter 258 Freedom of Speech
Even after making this decision, the people in the chat didn’t go easy on Viola.
¡Oh, look! She’s sending out “shut–up strawberries” now?]
[You’re really paying for this yourself? Viola, what are you getting out of it?]
[Seriously? Just one? Are you treating us like beggars?]
[Why do I feel like… she actually thinks it tastes good and wants us to try it too?]
[Pick me, pick me! Who cares? It’s free, why not!]
[It’s a trick! It’s all a setup! Everyone, leave!]
Viola ignored the skeptical comments and calmly finished explaining the rules. “The giveaway starts now I’ll announce the winners in ten minutes. I’ll buy the strawberries on the spot and use reliable express delivery to make sure they arrive as fresh as possible: I just hope that whoever gets them can put aside theit prejudice and just taste them. You decide for yourselves if they’re good or not.”
After that, she stopped looking at the comments and focused on the line in front of her.
The line moved faster than she expected.
Soon, there was only one person in front of her.
It was the pale young man with black–rimmed glasses.
Viola remembered him. While they were waiting, his fingers had been swiping quickly across his holographic screen, with a mean, mocking look on his face.
When it was his turn, he pushed up his glasses and acted like he was looking for a problem: Hes sure this stuff is safe? If something happens after I eat it, you’ll be responsible Anyway since in arc wiy here I’ll take 100 strawberries.”
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His voice got louder, drawing the attention of people in line around them.
Elizabeth’s expression didn’t change.
She tapped a few times on the holographic screen, then turned it toward Rhett, making sure the curiou customers behind him could see it too.
The holographic screen showed a long list of screenshots from different social media sites, all from the last three days.
[That slut who drugged her way into a man’s bed still dares to sell stuff. Hope it poisons someone to death!]
[Using dirty soil from a Garbage Planet to grow crops? Either stupid or evil. Authorities should shut this place down!]
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