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Livestream: The Adjudicator of Death

Jack transmigrated to a parallel world and locked on to a Judge System that provided rewards for punishing evil. Hence, an Adjudicator of Death who stood above the law was hence born. A livestream channel named Deathstream Channel hence appeared in various major livestream platforms, with a judge’s pen and a Death Notice sent to every criminal. *** [Name: Mogul] [Gender:Male:] [Age:45] [Job: CEO of Mogul Group] [Crime: Brutal killing of children] [Punishment:Decapitation] [Name:Natalie ] [Gender:Female ] [Age:33 ] [Job:Vagrant] [Crime:Abduction of women, forcing them into the prostitution of death] [Punishment:removal of limbs and reproductive organs, bleeding to death] [Name: Watton] [Gender:Male] [Age:47] [Job:Mob boss] [Crime:Gang fights, slaughtering civilians ] [Punishment: Death by a thousand cuts and skinning] All who received Death Notices were sent to the Deathstream Channel without exception, for death awaits while everyone in the world would watch as they were punished! No matter where you are or how noble a position you possess, a baptism of blood and fire awaits you once you receive the Death Notices. It is the prelude of death. Sinners—come receive your time of death!

Twenty-Eight Peanuts · Urban
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The Triumph of Intelligence

Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

No one wanted to be cursed by someone who was about to die. No one wanted to give birth to a child who would die young. No one would want their wives to be fucked and raped. No one would want to get hit by a car. With their curses, a large number of the viewers really stopped fooling around.

However, no one sent any numbers, but they still sent bullet comments and directly started to curse at the three of them.

"F*ck your mother!"

"Your whole family will get hit by a car and die!"

"I curse you to be reincarnated as a mutated pig that will have sex every day!"

Although there were still a lot of bullet messages, among the pile of words, there were fewer people sending numbers. Their three families seized the opportunity and used all their members to crazily send the number 6 to the live broadcast room. However, even so, there were still a lot of numbers to choose from.

"F*ck! There are still a lot of numbers. How do we choose among all that?"

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