Chapter 17 Who the hell reported this?

The information on the Star Web is diverse, but hot topics always stay at the top.

Not bothering to look is fine, but once you do, it's enough to make anyone jump with anger.

The heat around Prince Yuting's wedding announcement, made by officials two days ago, has remained high, sparking heated discussions among netizens.

And she, as the person involved, even had childhood photos of her falling into a pit with her face covered in mud dug up and repeatedly beaten dead.

The comments are almost entirely one-sided.

[What on earth is Qu Tong?]

[My god, how could he end up with a pig?]

[In terms of looks, background, and capabilities, which aspect does this woman match up to our Prince Yuting?]

[So many people step in dog shit luck, why couldn't it have been me?]

[Now the world has one more person hurt by love – me.]

[Prince Yuting has sacrificed too much, wiping tears.]

[Any Tom, Dick, or Harry dares to cling to our Empire's male god, truly shameless.]

[Who is this woman? She has no self-awareness.]

[Only a goddess like Weiying could be a match for Prince Yuting, alright.]

[A fresh flower stuck on a cow dung, it's just a matter of time before they part ways with a slap.]

As expected, Qu Tong also scrolled to the Qu Family's hypocritical statement: [Although my sister has lost her parents and has an F-grade physique, she is forever the second Miss of the Qu Family. Prince Yuting has a noble identity and an extraordinary demeanor, and my sister has always been tenacious and kind-hearted. Wishing my sister gets what she wishes for, a perfect happiness.]

Without guessing, it was clear who posted this sarcastic comment.

There was no need to keep pointing out her orphan status, her useless physique, and that she was out of her league in marrying into the Royal Family.

She certainly didn't have such a good sister.

And the comments below were beyond say, the words so fierce they were almost coming through the wires to fight her in person.

Amidst the many denunciations, only one post was pinned to the top.

Beiming Youyu: [Qu Tong is the legally recognized Princess Consort of the Royal Family, protected by the marriage law. Freedom of speech is encouraged but please don't cause harm; the Empire's internet administration always firmly upholds a good Star Web environment. @All Citizens of the Empire]

Beiming Youyu is actually the account of the Empress, and the post was made yesterday.

Accounts belonging to the Emperor and Crown Prince, among others, also liked and shared this post.

An account marked with a blue check "First Military Base" also shared the post, with a link to the "Empire Marriage Law Articles on Military Marriage System."

Clearly, the comments under these posts are much more harmonious, with many people offering their blessings.

Qu Tong was quite relieved that the Empress herself had stepped in to defend her.

Otherwise, those words online could have been even harsher.

Although her cheap husband did not show up and did not reply to the gift he sent last time, his attitude was quite clear.

But no matter who is cyberbullyed and slandered like this, it won't lead to a beautiful mood.

The original's looks and the looks from her previous life are quite similar, and while she is indeed not stunning now, she has a good bone structure, okay? A little frail now, but surely she'd be better looking after getting back in shape.

Even if Yuting is so great, didn't he have fertility issues? Even someone like Qu Wanwan didn't want to marry her, it's a matter of mutual agreement in male-female marriages, and now she's the pig who forced the cabbage?

A bunch of brain-dead fans!

Holding back her anger, Qu Tong logged out of the Star Web.

The next second, looking at the red warning sign on the screen.

Qu Tong was about to explode.

Fuck!!

Which asshole?!?

Reported her shop?!

The items in her shop had been forcibly taken down, with the images stamped with two large "Banned for Sale" watermarks, and the shop's name was marked in red, entering the review phase.

Dozens of comments were left below the shop, all filled with curses.

[What trash goods, daring to knock off the Alchemist Association's Spirit Power Stabilizing Potion?]

[Exactly, without even a test report, daring to sell it, only idiots would buy.]

[Haha, the shop name is also hilarious, God of Wealth Temple! The shop owner must be crazy for money.]

[Tsk tsk, 200,000 Star Coins a piece, I knew it was fake the moment I saw it.]

[The shop owner probably doesn't even know what the Spirit Power Stabilizing Potion is, right? Could you even produce it in your tiny, shabby shop, or is it some kind of poison?!]

"[Nowadays, scammers are so brazen, I've already reported you to the quality inspection bureau, no need to thank me.]

[I've reported you too, you dumbass shop owner. Hahaha]

[Report +1, you talk a big game but I don't believe your crap for a second.]

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Qu Tong was speechless…

If you can't afford it, don't buy it; she didn't force anyone.

She had read the rules for listing goods; she could opt not to provide reports since one could get them tested themselves. Could anyone affording a 200,000 Star Coin potion not spare a few tens of Star Coins for testing fees?

Reporting her was fine, but at least try the product or get it tested before complaining.

It's not like she didn't allow returns—seven days no reason, fake one compensate three, shipping insurance; which option didn't she offer?

They hadn't even tried it and were already reporting her store for selling fake products.

Already in a bad mood, Qu Tong couldn't put up with this nonsense.

Immediately, she pulled up a virtual keyboard and lashed back at them, one by one.

[Before you speak, you should introduce yourself; how polite of you, keep it up.]

[Buy it if you want, if not, get lost, am I begging you? Don't flatter yourself, you're too poor to even afford a 30 Star Coin testing fee.]

[None of your damn business, do you live by the sea? Taking it all the way to your dad's head?]

[Wow, you can even see that? You must have good eyesight, did you get them checked at a hospital? Why not also visit the neurology department while you're at it? Also, if you have no money, shut up! You'll never eat four dishes in this lifetime.]

[Always told you to eat less shit but you wouldn't listen, now look, mouth full of crap, affecting your brain.]

[Don't work too long, you start seeing everyone as a competitor, idiot.]

[That's right, dumbass, better not to speak and save the embarrassment.]

[Life's so boring, a toad commenting on humans. 'Death smile' jpg]

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Her fingers flew across the keyboard; in a matter of moments, she had cursed every one of them, and didn't forget to block each of them and shut her private messages off after.

After her tirade, she felt much better.

Being human, why should she yield to them?

Insulting her was one thing, but obstructing her from making money—looking for trouble!

Noticing a small red dot at the bottom right of her store, Qu Tong instinctively wanted to get rid of it.

Upon clicking, she saw two shipping reminders.

Qu Tong then realized that, before the reports, two people had actually bought her potions.

One of them even left a message: "I hope the store owner can ship quickly, it's urgent."

They included a pleading emoji.

Checking her account, she saw that 400,000 Star Coins would be hers once she shipped the order, as the store's closure hadn't frozen her earnings.

This aspect was still quite humane.

Qu Tong felt a bit better.

At least she had some money for emergencies.

Seeing the support she had, Qu Tong didn't dawdle.

She replied to them with a "Okay" and a 'smiley' emoji.

Turning off her photonic brain, Qu Tong stood up and went to the logistics station to ship the express package.

She also followed the method she found online, printed out the information, and attached it to the potion bottle, sending one to the Alchemist Association for inspection.

Walking back and forth took an hour.

The three had already carved out a rectangular area; Qu Tong smiled at them with satisfaction.

With her smile, the speed of their hoeing increased, spinning the hoe as if they would rather break it than take a moment to rest.

Qu Tong returned to her room and closed the door.

She extended her spiritual power to ensure the three were sincerely working and that no one else was around.

Only then did she take out the seeds she had bought and quickened them into seedlings.

Strawberries, cabbage, carrots, cherry tomatoes, cauliflower, and lettuce—she grew a bit of each.

She also had two saplings of orange and apple trees.