Chapter 367 - Maddening Twelfth Official Livestream! (1)
Chapter 367: Maddening Twelfth Official Livestream! (1)
Chapter 367 – Maddening Twelfth Official Livestream! (1)
Time was like the river under a waterfall. It would never stop out of self-awareness.
In the blink of an eye, twelve days had gone by, and the day of Transdimensional Review’s official livestream arrived.
On the streets and inside schools, homes, and factories… Many people took out their phones and visited various webcasting platforms one after another. After entering Transdimensional Review’s channel, they waited quietly for their screens to light up.
“Are these enough?”
In the basement of a small villa of Mingkun City’s outskirts, a woman put a box of cans into a compartment and stretched her waist in exhaustion. “If this isn’t enough, we still have a bag of potatoes upstairs. But I can’t carry any more stuff, so go get it yourself.”
“The potatoes are a must. Those things grow fast. If we finish our rations, we might have to rely on it to survive,” the man tidying up a shelf nearby said. After wiping his sweat with a towel and taking a few breaths, he promptly left the basement and went upstairs. Soon after, he then returned, carrying a bag of potatoes.
“Daddy, are we living here from now on?” At this time, the little boy playing with his Nintendo Switch in a corner of the basement raised his head and asked with spirited eyes, “Does that mean I won’t need to go to school anymore?”
Laughing angrily, the woman said, “Even if that UP really causes Armageddon, you still have to study every day!”
“But I won’t have any teachers anymore.”
“I’ll be your teacher!”
“Tch…” Rolling his eyes, the boy said, “How boring.”
“Stop playing. Go upstairs and see if you forgot anything. The livestream’s going to start at nine o’clock.”
“I don’t have anything to take.” Holding up the sack beside him, the boy said, “My game cartridges and charger are all here.”
“What about your school bag?”
“I still need to take my school bag?”
“I see you’re asking for a beating.”
Irritated by the noise, the man standing at a side shouted, “Can’t you just give him a kick?!”
“Mom! Look at my dad…”
Meanwhile, such a scene was currently repeating itself all over the world.
Due to the various online media fanning the flames, the danger Transdimensional’s twelfth official livestream carried had become drastically overexaggerated. As a result, many people all around the world had begun hoarding supplies for caution’s sake. Even government officials had started secretly building refuge facilities.
After all, it would be a lie to say that they were not nervous after hearing Chen Yu stating that the twelfth official product would be very dangerous.
…
Meanwhile, inside the Observer Conference Hall in New York, the atmosphere here was much more severe than the atmosphere found in civilian homes.
The once spacious environment no longer existed. As more and more people became familiar with Transdimensional Review’s existence, many “non-professional” people had also appeared in the hall.
For example, the foreign ministers of certain countries, the CEOs of technology corporations, the family heads of influential families, the bigshots of Wall Street…
Fortunately, these non-professionals had self-discipline, and they remained silent to not affect the work of the various professionals in the room.
“That’s all I want to say. Try to keep in touch with Transdimensional’s UP at all times to avoid causing unnecessary confusion,” the American representative said. Lowering his microphone, he looked toward the middle-aged team leader representing China and said, “I leave this responsibility to your side.”
“Okay.” The middle-aged team leader nodded. He then scanned the documents on his desk and said, “I’ve shared my summary and plan with everyone already. Does anyone have anything to add? We still have time to make corrections.”
At these words, everyone around the table looked at each other for half a minute without voicing any opinions.
“We’ll go through with it, then,” America’s representative said, setting the decision in stone. He then waved his hand, causing the main screen in the hall to light up.
Immediately, rows of white bullet comments slid past the black background.
These bullet comments did not originate from ordinary civilians. This broadcasting platform was jointly developed by the various nations, and it broadcasted only Transdimensional Review’s program. Meanwhile, only the various nations’ professional units and recognized scientific research institutions were allowed to connect to it. This was so that they could communicate and cooperate with each other efficiently.
At the top left of the screen, a series of numbers attracted the audience’s attention.
8:42
8:43
…
Super Floating Castle, Headmaster’s Tower:
Chen Yu laid on the floor after completing his fifth set of 300 push-ups. While panting, he stood up and accepted the bottled water Little Peach handed him. He then gulped down a mouthful of water.
“Mr. Chen, your head is smoking.”
“This is warm.”
“You’ve been exercising all morning. Why?”
“I have nothing better to do.” After wiping his sweat with a towel, Chen Yu sat down on the nearby bed and gasped for air.
As to why he was working his body since early morning, he felt anxious.
“Don’t follow me for today’s livestream. Keep my family safe.” Tossing the towel away, Chen Yu changed into a brand-new robe and took a look at the time. While manipulating the Interstellar Portal, he said, “The Hypnosis Rattle and Amnesia Bat are on the table. Make good use of them; don’t let anyone wake up. We need to act smart before we uncover the attacker.”
“Okay.” Little Peach picked up the Hypnosis Rattle in a visibly disappointed mood and looked at the row of beds nearby.
Father Chen, Mother Chen, Chen Yike, Chen Erke, and Chen Sanke.
All five of them were lined up neatly on the beds. Naturally, all five of them were unconscious at this moment.
“It’s 8:50. I’ll be leaving now. Make sure to cooperate with Hermione to safeguard the surrounding area. If any dangerous situation crops up, you are allowed to fight back.”
“Okay! Leave the rear line to me,” Little Peach said, patting her chest. “Also, what about the husky? It is still at home. Do we need to bring it over?”
“No need. That animal has practically merged with the Invisibility Cloak now. Even I can’t find it if it decides to hide, so it’s very safe.”
After Chen Yu finished speaking, the spatial link was also established. After taking one last glance at his sleeping family, he waved goodbye at Little Peach and stepped through the wooden door, arriving at the frozen land of Siberia.
This place was off the beaten path. Reviewing a dangerous product here should be safe…
Bending down, Chen Yu grabbed a handful of snow and rubbed it on his face. As he gradually calmed down, he turned around and said goodbye to Little Peach one last time. He then closed the portal and changed its shape to that of a metal arch.
“How quiet.”
Spreading his arms, Chen Yu took a deep breath. He then walked forward aimlessly, listening to the sound of his footsteps on the snow while he waited for nine o’clock to arrive.
8:55
8:58
9:00!
Buzz…
His phone suddenly rang.
“It seems it’s going to be a big product.”
Pulling out his phone, Chen Yu opened his WeChat. Sure enough, he found a message sent from the Transdimensional Marketing Company’s staff member.
[Transdimensional Marketing: “Mr. Chen, the product this time is too large to receive at your current location.”]
[Chen Yu: “Not surprising. But even the no-man’s land of Siberia isn’t suitable for it? Is it a naval product?”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “It’s not a product used in a marine environment.”]
[Chen Yu: “What about the Sahara Desert?”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “The Sahara Desert is no good, either. You need to go to a much more open space, Mr. Chen.”]
Seeing these words, Chen Yu’s hands couldn’t help but shake.
[Chen Yu: “Even the Sahara Desert can’t hold it? What on earth are you sending to me?”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “You’ll know in a moment. ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶”]
After a moment of silence, Chen Yu quickly tapped away on his phone’s screen.
[Chen Yu: “You’re not telling me to fly to Earth’s high orbit to receive it, right?!”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “Even the high orbit is insufficient. Earth will get destroyed if you receive it there.”]
[Chen Yu: “What the…”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “You need to go farther away.”]
[Chen Yu: “…Is the solar system’s open space enough?”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “Farther.”]
Chen Yu: “…”
[Transdimensional Marketing: “The farther away from the solar system, the better…”]
Chen Yu: “…”