"Boom!"
The explosion inside the War Bishop wasn't particularly violent, but the splatter of charred flesh and blood suggested that the operator wouldn't survive.
"It didn't burst open, didn't burst open! It looks like this War Bishop isn't a defective product. Could it be a design error? Shouldn't the Red Banner Group consider sending a test fee to Mr. Augustus?"
The host's commentary was so unbridled, not because he was ignorant of the terror of those big corporations, but because he was speaking as a host for Dor Media.
He represented the face of Dor Media, and as long as his commentary could attract enough traffic, aside from poking fun at the Futian Consortium's companies, whatever he said, the Futian Consortium would have his back.
However, after a brief surge of excitement, he frowned and then mused aloud,
"What I mean is, uh, those viewers who bet on Mr. Augustus's survival haven't torn up their tickets yet, have they?"
