As time passed and the night grew deeper, the originally bustling night market gradually became deserted.
People gradually dispersed from the stall where Shen Qiu was working, leaving behind a messy table, while Zhang Li was quietly cleaning up.
At this time, the proprietress walked out of the store and took a look. Seeing that most people had left, she said to Zhang Li.
"Zhang Li, there's only one table left, so I'll leave it to you. Remember to collect the money. And after the customers leave, pack up the things and you can close the shop and leave."
"good."
Zhang Li responded quickly.
After the proprietress finished her instructions, she left.
Sitting on the table, Huang Lang squinted his eyes and said to Shen Qiu with a smile.
"To be honest, I really don't understand. You are so capable. If you were willing to package yourself well, you would have been famous a long time ago! But you just don't want to, and I feel sorry for you."
"I joined the club because of my hobby and interest, not for fame."
Shen Qiu responded coldly.
Of course, Shen Qiu would never tell the real reason and kept it buried in his heart.
"Hey~ Why are you doing this? You can be angry with anything, but don't be angry with money!"
Huang Lang tried to persuade Shen Qiu earnestly.
Shen Qiu drank beer without answering Huang Lang, and looked a little melancholy.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew up in the night market, and the cans and wine bottles thrown on both sides of the street rolled around.
Some of the dust on the ground was blown up, and the whole night market was suddenly in chaos.
"Damn, why is the wind blowing? My clothes, what the hell is going on!"
Huang Lang's face turned green.
Shen Qiu raised his head and looked at the night sky above. He didn't know when, the starry sky suddenly became gloomy.
"It might rain."
"Impossible, today's weather forecast calls for sunny weather."
"Let's not talk about that anymore. Let's move the table into the store and drink inside."
"good!"
Huang Lang stood up and helped move things into the store.
…
11:55 pm.
Hongmeng, the first administrative district, the city of sinking stars.
Tall skyscrapers stand one after another, winding skytrains are set up in the air, and colorful lights are flashing. As the main city of the Red Alliance's highest-level administrative district, the entire city has gathered the Red Alliance's highest technology, and its prosperity is unmatched by cities in other administrative districts.
In the center of the City of Sunken Stars, there is a dome-shaped metal conference building covering an area of 1,000 acres. The entire surface of the building is carved with various lifelike patterns and patterns. The outside is heavily guarded, with a guard post every ten steps.
Inside this conference building, there is a solemn conference hall, the Hall of the Holy Word.
The entire hall was laid out in a T shape. At the front was the main parliamentary podium, where nine figures sat. Eight of them were vice-presidents wearing white striped parliamentary robes and white faceless mechanical masks. They sat upright, looking solemn.
In the middle of the highest seat sat a man with gray hair on his temples, wearing a bright red council robe and a white faceless mechanical mask. He supported his chin with his hands crossed, and stared down with deep eyes.
Sitting on the T-shaped seats below the main parliamentary platform were members wearing light red striped robes and all of them had white faceless mechanical masks on their faces.
The entire Holy Word Hall seemed very quiet, as if no one was communicating with each other.
However, this was not the case. The congressmen present saw through the white faceless mechanical masks they were wearing.
The entire parliament hall in their eyes was completely different from the reality. They could see a holographic projection planet with satellites orbiting the entire surface of the planet.
The members present can monitor the situation of the entire Red Alliance and parts of the world by touching the holographic projection planet through the air.
At this time, a congressman turned on directional voice and communicated with the congressman next to him.
"Ah~ It's so hard to live a peaceful life for a few days."
"Now that you've reached this position, don't even think about living a peaceful life, unless you retire and enjoy your old age."
"I want to, but the younger generation is not strong enough!"
"Too."
"Forget it, let's not talk about that. There are less than five minutes left and the countdown will end."
"Well, cheer up, trouble is coming."
"How are the preparations going down there?"
"It should be fine. All key weapons have been switched to manual mode. At the same time, special guard teams have been dispatched to guard all key facilities."
"That's good."
…
Soon as the countdown was about to reach zero, many congressmen present became nervous. The conference hall was so quiet that one could hear everyone's breathing.
Everyone was on tenterhooks, staring at the countdown.
30!
29!
…
When the countdown reached zero, the scarlet skull logo and countdown disappeared.
Along with it, the holographic projection planet in their eyes disappeared, and all the satellites orbiting it disappeared.
Prompt boxes pop up one by one.
"Error code 291: Lost link signal."
The hearts of many congressmen suddenly skipped a beat, and some of the sitting congressmen even stood up subconsciously.
However, after a few seconds of dead silence, everyone looked around uneasily, and finally someone spoke.
"Trouble is coming. The satellite has lost contact."
…
At this moment, suddenly there was a terrible roar of thunder in the sky outside, with lightning and thunder.
The dark sky suddenly became bright.
The congressmen present were also stunned
"Something's wrong. Why is there a sudden thunderstorm? Is there no thunderstorm warning today?"
"No, I remember clearly that it was sunny, and there would be no rain for the next seven days."
…
At this time, a holographic image frame popped up, and an officer in a major's uniform saluted and reported to the many congressmen.
"This is the Red Alliance's highest information and communications bureau. It's an emergency. All satellites have lost contact. There are communications issues, and the network has also been impacted to a certain extent."
The members present were talking in low voices.
"If all satellites lose contact, won't we be blind?"
"What do they want to do by destroying our eyes?"
“This is a bit difficult.”
…
Just as everyone was discussing anxiously, Council Chairman Long Yan, who was sitting at the top, spoke in a deep voice.
"Everyone is quiet. Apart from the satellite being out of contact, are there any other problems with the equipment?"
"No! All other equipment is normal!"
"Very good. Since there are no problems with other equipment, don't panic. Immediately order the technicians to fix the problem and report as soon as there is any progress."
"yes!"
The major officer responded immediately.
"Also notify the communications department to immediately activate all base stations in the area, including the backup ones, to ensure smooth communications in the main area."
Long Yan added calmly.
"clear!"
The major saluted and closed the communication.
At this time, another holographic image frame popped up, and an energetic official in his fifties appeared in front of everyone. He reported to Long Yan and others.
"President, members of the parliament, the climate in the Red Alliance is abnormal. The Meteorological Bureau has issued an extreme thunderstorm weather warning. It has also notified all regions through a dedicated closed-loop communication to prepare for emergencies, especially the Second Administrative District and the Fifth Administrative District near the coast. These two areas may experience severe weather such as high-intensity typhoons."