Time, like a long river under a waterfall, will never stop for self-awareness.
In the blink of an eye, twelve days passed, and it was another Sunday, and it was the day when "Overtime Review" was officially broadcast live.
On the streets, in schools, at home, in factories...many people took out their mobile phones, clicked into different online live broadcast rooms, locked the "Overtime Review" channel, and waited for the screen to light up.
"Are these enough?"
In the basement of a small villa in the suburbs of Mingkun City, a woman put boxes of cans into the compartment and stretched her waist tiredly: "If there is not enough, there is a bag of potatoes on top, but I can't carry it anymore, you go Bar."
"Potatoes must be brought in. They grow very fast. Maybe they will survive even if the food is gone." The man organizing the shelves wiped his sweat with a towel, took a few sharp breaths, and walked up the steps out of the basement. Soon, a bag of potatoes was carried down.
"Dad, are we going to live here from now on?"
The little boy squatting in the corner playing the NS game console looked up, his big eyes bright and bright: "Does that mean you don't have to go to school?"
The woman laughed angrily: "Even if that UP master really brings about the apocalypse, you still have to study every day!"
"The teachers are all gone."
"I'm a teacher!"
"Tch..." The boy rolled his eyes: "It's boring."
"Stop playing. Go up and see if there is anything else you haven't taken down. The live broadcast will start at nine o'clock."
"I don't have anything left." The boy picked up his small pocket and said, "The cassette and charger are all in there."
"Where's the school bag?"
"You still have your schoolbag?"
"I think you're going to get beaten."
The man next to him got a headache from the noise and roared: "Can you kick him?!"
"Mom! Look at my dad..."
Incidents like this are happening all over the world today.
Thanks to the various publicity fanned by online media, the dangers of the twelfth official review of "Super Dimension Review" have been exaggerated to an extremely high degree.
Many people in various countries have begun to hoard supplies for safety reasons.
Due to different societies, customs, histories, and ways of thinking, the materials hoarded are also different.
The strong country buys guns, the Japanese collect paper, the country that makes billy kills live chickens, the country that surrenders builds white flags... Even the officials at the national level are building refuge facilities in a subtle way.
After all, everyone heard from Chen Yu that the twelfth product was very dangerous, so it would be an absolute lie to say he wasn't nervous.
In the Confederate Building in New York, the atmosphere in the Observer Hall was far more serious than that in civilian homes.
The once spacious environment is long gone. As "Overtime Review" became known to more and more people, a considerable number of "non-professionals" came to the hall.
Such as the foreign minister of a certain country.
General manager of a technology group.
The head of a certain plutocratic family.
Wall Street tycoons…
Fortunately, these people have strong self-discipline and keep silent to each other, without affecting the work of various special departments.
"That's all I have to say. Try to keep in communication with the Super Dimension UP master at all times and avoid causing unnecessary confusion." The first Jianguo representative put down the microphone and looked at the middle-aged team leader: "This aspect is still left to you. "
"OK."
The middle-aged team leader nodded, glanced at the documents on the table, and said, "I have already mentioned my summary and plan before. Do you have any suggestions? There is time to make corrections before the live broadcast has started."
Everyone looked at each other for half a minute without saying anything.
"Then it's passed." Representative Jianguo made the final decision, and then with a wave of his hand, the screen in front of the hall lit up in pure black.
Rows of white barrages are sliding.
The barrage does not come from ordinary people. This live broadcast room is a platform reasonably developed by various countries. It only broadcasts the programs of "Super Dimension Review". The IPs that can access the server are also professional units from various countries and scientific research institutions. For efficient communication and cooperation with each other.
On the upper left side of the screen, a row of numbers slowly jumped, attracting the serious attention of the audience.
8:42
8:43
…
8:43.
Floating Castle, Principal Tower.
Chen Yu lay on the floor and finished the fifth set and the 300th push-up. He stood up panting, took the mineral water from Xiao Taohong and took a sip.
"Mr. Chen, there is smoke coming out of your head."
"hot."
"Why do you exercise since morning?"
"It's free." Pulling the towel to wipe the sweat on his body, Chen Yu sat on the bed, breathing heavily.
The reason why he was so troubled was because he started to feel a little impatient and nervous again.
"Don't follow me during today's live broadcast. Keep my family safe." Throwing away the towel, he put on a brand new robe. He raised his wrist and looked at the time. While adjusting the portal, he said: "The hypnotic bell and The amnesia stick is on the table, use it well and don't let anyone wake up. The attacker hasn't been found yet, so be smart."
"Okay." Xiao Taohong seemed a little disappointed, picked up the hypnotic rattle on the table, and stared at Chen Yu's family on the bed in the distance.
Chen's father, Chen's mother, Chen Yi, Er and Sanke.
Neatly.
"Eight fifty, the time is almost up, I will leave, please cooperate with Hermione to guard the surroundings. If the situation is critical, you are allowed to fight back."
"Okay! I'll leave the rear to my little Taohong. You'll be absolutely at ease." Xiao Taohong patted her chest: "Where's the husky? It seems he's still at home. Do you need to bring him here?"
"No need. That beast and the invisibility cloak are one and the same. I can't find it even if I hide it. It's very safe."
After saying that, the space connection of the portal was completed. Chen Yu glanced at his peacefully sleeping family for the last time, waved his hand, stepped across the threshold, and arrived at the permafrost of Siberia.
It's off the beaten path here, so it should, maybe, maybe be safer to evaluate dangerous goods...
Bending down, he grabbed a handful of snow and applied it to his face. He gradually calmed down, turned around and greeted Xiao Taohong, then closed the portal and changed its shape into a metal arch.
"It's so quiet."
Opening his arms and taking a deep breath, Chen Yu walked forward aimlessly, listening to the sound of snow under his feet while waiting for the time to reach nine o'clock.
8:55
8:58
9:00!
"Buzzing..."
The phone suddenly vibrated with a text message.
"It seems like it's no longer a small thing."
Taking out his mobile phone, Chen Yu clicked on WeChat and saw the message sent by the Super Dimension salesman.
[Promotion: "Mr. Chen, this product is large and cannot be received at your current location."]
[Chen Yu: "As expected. But can't it fit in the no-man's land of Siberia? Is it something from the sea?"]
[Promotion: “Not a product for use in marine environments.”]
[Chen Yu: "What about the Sahara? The terrain is flat and it can fit any size."]
[Promotion: "The Sahara Desert won't work. Mr. Chen, you want to go to a bigger place."]
Seeing this line of text, Chen Yu's hands couldn't help but tremble.
[Chen Yu: "Can't even fit in Sahara? What on earth are you sending?"]
[Promotion: "You'll know in a minute. ()"]
After a moment of silence, Chen Yu tapped the screen quickly with his thumb.
[Chen Yu: "You won't let me fly to the high orbit of the earth to receive it?!"]
[Promotion: "The high orbit is too small, and the earth will be destroyed."]
[Chen Yu: "Fuck..."]
[Promotion: "You have to run further."]
[Chen Yu: "...the open area in the solar system?"]
[Promotion: “It’s the open space outside the solar system.”]
Chen Yu: "..."
[Promotion: "The further away from the solar system, the better..."]
Chen Yu: "..."
(End of chapter)