Old Ancestor: Thrown Out By The Nanny From The Start

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Most of the keyboard warriors had been led on by Stella Shane. Later, the online community turned on them, while some mysterious force threatened them, telling them to kneel and post apology videos.

They believed that Stella Shane was to be blamed for everything. They didn't think that they had done anything wrong. In their eyes, they were virtuous people. They couldn't do anything wrong.

Even if they did, it was all because they were misled by other people. They didn't believe that they should take any responsibility.

They insisted that they didn't do anything wrong and that Stella should be the one who apologized. They blamed her for all the threats and insults they had received the previous night.

They went on about how harmless they would have been if Stella Shane hadn't started the whole thing. Moreover, they wanted compensation from Stella for the damage she had caused.

As soon as they spotted Stella, they jumped to their feet and started shouting at her, accusing her of everything.

Luna and Luke were with their sister, so was their mother, who had been a scavenger before Himmel took them in. They had brought her along. Then, Stella became famous, and her siblings also started their own companies with Himmel's help. They had both made some money. Their mother's living standard had improved as well. She became a rich woman and was no longer the thrift and unsophisticated woman.

Seeing the crowd charging at Stella, her mother and siblings stayed as far away as possible, fearing that they might be incriminated.

"That's enough! Shut up and get in!"

A "soldier" behind them scolded coldly, stopping the crowd.

"Why should we stop? That bitch is the reason we're all here today, and we can't even complain about it?!" One of the keyboard warriors said indignantly, "We would never have ended up here if she hadn't started the whole thing!"

"That's right! She's an ungrateful bitch! Why can't she just die?"

"That's right! I can't bear the sight of her! Stella Shane, I didn't know that you were sleeping with Gary Mat. No wonder you rose so fast!"

Stella listened in silence. She was ready to die. Those insults meant nothing.

"That's enough. Get into the building! Don't block the gate!" the "soldier" said impatiently.

One of the keyboard warriors said, "Don't worry about it! We have all this space! We won't be in your way!"

"I told you. Get your ass inside!" the "soldier" shouted.

The keyboard warriors stamped their feet with rage.

"Why are you shouting so loudly?"

"We weren't shouting at you. Why are you so angry? Everybody, did you hear that? He has just insulted me!"

"I didn't just hear it! I recorded it! I'll post it online and show everyone that the government has insulted a taxpayer! What's your name? I'll sue you!"

The "soldier" suddenly charged at him and kicked him in the chin. The man flew 3m into the air, spitting out a mouthful of blood before he even landed.

"They hit him!" Another man tried to speak, but the "soldier" cut him off by grabbing his hair and smashing his hand into the wall.

With a thump, there was blood on the wall. The man passed out.

The crowd fell silent. No one had thought that a public servant sent by the government would hit their citizens.

"You… you…"

"Are you really from the government? You're not!"

"They… they hit us! I've recorded it! You can't do this! I'll…"

The "soldiers" removed their masks. The crowd saw that not only did they have long hair and beards, but they were also of various ages. Some were in their fifties, while some were barely twenty.

They weren't real soldiers!

The real soldiers wouldn't have long hair!

Nor were they allowed to grow a beard!

"Who on earth are you?"

A "soldier" grabbed a man's phone and smashed it on the floor. He said coldly, "You'll see. Now get inside! Do that, or you'll end up like them!"

Oh no…

The crowd's hearts sank and knew that they were doomed. If these people weren't from the government, they had to be from the old man.

They didn't expect that someone would dare to impersonate government officials!

That was so bold!

On second thought, since they had made such a big scene, they wouldn't mind crossing a few more lines.

...

"Have you located them all?" In the city of Benen, a stately man with numerous medals on his lapel asked the special force with a solemn look on his face.

"Yes, Sir. The air force was very fast. They've located 90% of those citizens."

The stately man said, "Citizens? They're just a bunch of keyboard warriors! Trolls! They're the reason we're in so much trouble! If it weren't for direct orders from my superior, I would never try to save them. I didn't expect that saving they would be the Dragon Tribe's first task!"

The man was Gordon Marlow, the leader of Dragon Tribe, the special force. He had the same clearance level as Henry Lang.

While Henry Lang operated in public, Gordon had stayed hidden. His force was the most fierce in the country. After training the troop for thirty years, he had imagined many times what their first task would be.

It might be a war with the three Himmelian divisions. It might be fighting a foreign enemy. Or it might be saving the country when there was a crisis.

It had never occurred to him that the first task they would perform was to save such a group of people. Luckily, the three Himmelian divisions were involved as well, so it wasn't a total disappointment.

He had always wanted to fight those people.

"Get moving. Let's find those people and keep them safe. Our priority is to save lives. As for the three divisions and the overseas forces, just leave them to Sky Eye."

"Yes, Sir!" The captain of the troop then spoke into the intercom. "Carry out the original plan! Move out!"

Meanwhile, outside Johnny's house, a fully-armed special force knocked on his door.

"Mr. Sims, are you there?

"Mr. Sims, we're from the government. Please open the door."

They knocked and knocked, but no one responded. Realizing that things weren't right, the soldiers broke down the door.

The house was empty.