"Huh?"
"I'm confused. When you said that he was crazy, he was awakened by the explosion and even knew to go out to take a look. When you said that he wasn't crazy, he started to flip through the online pages like that. So, what exactly is Raymond's situation now?"
"I don't understand. I really don't understand."
"I already told you that he's crazy, but you guys didn't believe me."
"But, would a madman be alarmed by the explosion? Can someone explain? Is there a top psychologist who can explain what's going on?"
At that moment, a top psychologist really came out to explain.
"What we can be sure of is that the contestant, Raymond has gone crazy. He's already completely immersed in his own world. As for why he was awakened by the explosion from the plane crash...
"Let me give you an example that's a little out of left field.
"As everyone knows, once a person dies, their heart completely stops beating. If you hit the person's ligaments after that, his legs will still move out of reflex. However, the person is indeed dead.
"Taking into account Raymond's current situation, the sound of the plane crash is like hitting a dead person's ligaments. He would still instinctively choose to take a look, but his entire person has indeed gone off the deep end."
That was the tweet posted by the top psychologist.
"In that case, the program team's money has gone down the drain. Nevertheless, it's fine. At the very least, the entire world has heard and witnessed a plane crash, which one would only see in movies."
"See, I've already said that he's crazy, yet he still insisted on saving it. This is great, it's a waste of money."
"He was born in the slums after all. Without good conditions, he wouldn't be psychologically well-developed."
On Twitter, the international live broadcast room's bullet screen was abnormally lively.
There were all sorts of comments.
The vast majority of people were gloating and acting as though they were witnessing a joke.
"Have we done something useless?"
In a space experiment building in the United States...
A few old men in a conference room observed the live broadcast and sighed with an indescribable look of defeat on their faces.
"We've done everything we can, but Raymond... Sigh."
The room fell silent after the sigh.
"It seems that Contestant Raymond is indeed not in a good state of mind, but let him go for now. Maybe he's really learning? Maybe in the near future, Contestant Raymond will surprise all the audience members."
In the international live broadcast room, Maggie playfully said, "Haha, there's no need to wait for the near future. I'm already surprised."
"There's something wrong up there. The surprise you mentioned, is it the same surprise I'm thinking of?"
"Good God, who's surprised? Is it enough? If it's not enough, I have more here. Air, land, and sea transportation will all be delivered."
"A crazy person is not worth our time and attention. Let's look at the other contestants."
"Quick, look, the God of m*****bation is awake! The God of m*****bation is awake!"
With a bullet screen notification, everyone turned their attention to the live broadcast of Miyoshi Yamada.
Over in Chiyoko's bedroom, Miyoshi Yamada faintly opened his eyes.
There was still a hint of exhaustion on his face.
Upon waking up, his gaze was a little blank. After recalling everything for a moment, he suddenly remembered that the world had undergone a major change.
Humans had suddenly disappeared.
Once he confirmed what had happened, the excitement in his heart could no longer be hidden.
Humans had suddenly disappeared, leaving him alone.
In that case, he did not have to pretend to be gentle and refined every day, socialize with others, and work hard to maintain his life.
He could vent his feelings unscrupulously.
After all, everything in the world now belonged to him.
Everything belonged to him.
Looking at the yellowish mark on the pillow, a lewd smile appeared at the corner of Yamada's mouth.
"Chiyoko... my chairwoman, you usually had a cold and aloof personality. You wouldn't even have close contact with any man.
"I'm afraid you never thought that one day, a man would enter your bedroom and place his DNA on your bed as well as underwear.
"Too bad you didn't stay on Earth like I did.
"If only there were two of us on Earth, I'd f*ck you ten times a day. I've always wanted to strip you naked and see what you look like nude."
Those were ugly words that came from Miyoshi Yamada's mouth.
Via a tiny pinhole camera, everyone in the world clearly heard everything.
In front of the screen, Chiyoko almost burned with anger, and there was a thick sense of shame on her face.
Actually, she had more or less known what the man had been thinking.
Normally, she would not care.
Now, however, it was a global live broadcast.
Miyoshi Yamada's actions had exposed her to the entire world.
Ever since Miyoshi Yamada performed the indescribable action on her underwear, the people around her had looked at her differently, especially the men. They could not help but glance at her.
"B*stard... B*stard!"
Under the camera's watch, Miyoshi Yamada got up and entered the bathroom to clean up his body. He dried himself with a towel that Chiyoko had used.
Then, he put on Chiyoko's underwear and clothes.
His gaze landed on Chiyoko's picture on the wall, and gradually, his lower region reacted again.
"What a beautiful creature. As soon as I see you, I can't help but have a reaction," Miyoshi Yamada muttered.
Then, he reached into his pants and started rubbing.
A few minutes later, Miyoshi Yamada seemingly felt something.
He quickly pulled out his thing and took a few steps forward.
Following that, he sprayed all over Chiyoko's picture on the wall.
Then...
He carefully stared at Chiyoko's picture. After looking at it for a while, he shook his head. "She's just so-so, just so-so."
A wave of fatigue swept over him before he fell onto the bed and drifted off again.
"F*ck, f*ck, 666, I don't know what else to say other than f*cking six."
"Is this the man known as the God of m*****bation? As expected, he lives up to his 'god' title. He can m*****bate whenever and wherever he wants."
"He's not packing, though. Not only is his stuff short, but he also doesn't last long. I counted using his watch. From the time he held it until he sprays, it's a total of three minutes. I would like to call him a real man for those three minutes."
"I'm a little curious, are all Japanese men that small? Look at Aaron Bob, that size, oh, my God!"
"Baka, you're the small one. Your country's men are the small ones!"
As Miyoshi Yamada fell asleep, the bullet comments in the international live broadcast room came to life once again.
This time, viewers from many countries were online with the Japanese netizens.
However, due to what Miyoshi Yamada had done, the Japanese netizens could not even say anything to refute the rest. They were powerless and furious.
"I suggest that the program team also save Miyoshi Yamada out of a humanitarian spirit. Otherwise, he won't be able to last more than a few days if I keep recording him like this."
Someone who did not mind watching the show posted that tweet.
The whole thing instantly became a trending topic.
This was the second contestant to trend on Twitter since the program team started broadcasting.
"Ms. Chiyoko is really good-looking, though. Even I find it hard to look at her. Can I ask Ms. Chiyoko to send me a pair of her lingerie?"
That was the second trending topic on Twitter.
Countless netizens saw the comments section and fanned the flames.
At that moment, Japan lost face in front of the whole world.