All Novel Full Chapter 1402
Chapter 1402: Chapter 1262: Press Conference Preview and Electromagnetic Outburst Chapter 1402: Chapter 1262: Press Conference Preview and Electromagnetic Outburst A golden “Mission Complete” stamp was imprinted on the task name “Return to the Stars”.
Four golden characters leaped out—
[Task Complete!]
Among the uniform cheers of the players, the text on the holographic screen slowly faded away, turning into pitch black.
The cheering quickly subsided, countless people held their breath in anticipation, waiting for the last clip.
This was universally regarded as the biggest event yet, outweighing all the previous ones!
In the midst of everyone’s anticipation, the dark screen lit up again, but contrary to everyone’s expectations, it didn’t play a clip but instead threw up an image.
This was an indoor image of a golden lobby, with rows of red seats awaiting in the audience, and a lonely microphone standing in front of a large red curtain on stage.
Above the microphone was written:
[2031 Cloud Dream Global Press Conference—Stay Tuned!]
Small text at the edge explained the time of the press conference.
As for why the key time wasn’t highlighted in bold… it was purely because this time was too incredible:
[The day after the virtual world’s system maintenance is completed]
What was even more incredible was that this image just stayed still on the big screen and didn’t move!
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The players, excited and waiting for the big event, certainly didn’t expect this turn of events, and instantly became dissatisfied:
“Wait a minute!
Where’s the clip?
Just play the clip, will you?”
“Cloud Dream’s first official global press conference!
A super big event!
But you show us just an image as a preview??”
“No, wait!
Didn’t they say we had to go offline for 24 hours once the progress was full?
Why aren’t we offline yet?”
…
Fred and his employees, witnessing this scene, also felt helpless.
According to the original plan, when “Return to the Stars” reached 100% completion, the virtual world was indeed supposed to undergo system maintenance.
Releasing this press conference poster as a teaser before the players logged off was both sensible and logical!
But now…
There had been a complication!
——
[System Notification: Dear players, due to the ongoing alien disaster in the virtual world, performing system maintenance now would severely disrupt the current major event’s progress.
Therefore, system maintenance is postponed until the event has concluded.]
——
In Task Square, looking at the system prompt appearing before their eyes, players didn’t know what to say.
It took a while before they started voicing their complaints:
“No way!
I can’t wait even a day!
I want to play the new game right now!”
“I’m begging you, don’t tease us!
My roommate has a terminal illness, if they can’t see the press conference today, they’ll never see it again!”
“So we’re stuck here until the aliens are eliminated, huh?”
“Who cares about this major event!
Just do the maintenance!
Just start the press conference!
I don’t care!”
“Damn it, who unleashed these aliens?
Don’t let me catch you, or you’ll pay!”
“Over twenty new games!
Cloud Dream’s press conference!
What else is there to say?
Let’s start the extermination!”
…
The players who once opened a zoo in Space City and sold tickets were shaking.
—Ever since the alien issue blew up, they had a tough time; walking down the streets meant being targeted by hidden guns, with an average of more than ten deaths from friendly fire!
Now the alien disaster was holding up the [Cradle Plan], and even the system maintenance had been delayed; one could imagine their feelings at that moment…
They would have rather died on the spot to atone for their sins.
But in the virtual world, dying to atone was pointless; they could only lead the charge on the front lines of the counterattack against the aliens.
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This was by no means an easy task to reckon with.
Direct confrontation was one thing, simply a matter of which side had more people, whose combined combat power was stronger.
But in many worlds, the aliens were scattered, which made extermination a tough job!
Players had to form small squads, scouring for clues and executing precision strikes against individual aliens, just like hunting elite monsters.
Not only was it time-consuming and laborious, but there was also the risk of being counter-killed by the aliens.
The tension in these battles was palpable.
Yet, with a plethora of new games hanging in the balance, and Cloud Dream preparing to announce big news at their press conference, they had no choice but to fight the difficult fight!
Over the next several days, the virtual world was engulfed in a tug-of-war with the aliens.
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On Lincoln’s end, Henry had finished all the preparatory work for him, securing a place and researchers to start the experiment.
For scholars engaged in the research of magnetic confinement and positrons, this was also a novel experience.
Before signing the confidentiality agreement, they didn’t even know where they were being transferred to, let alone the specific experiments they were to be involved in.
Even after signing the agreement, they weren’t entirely clear on what they were to do—they only knew their designated tasks, while the bigger picture of the project was left to their imagination.
What’s more, even if they did guess, they could only wonder in silence, unable to share their thoughts with others.
And most astoundingly—they weren’t physically in the laboratory; instead, they used a set of remote-controlled equipment to conduct experiments through high-precision robots from a distance.
This experience was truly a first!
Under such tight security, the experiment officially began.
Henry also breathed a sigh of relief.
After finishing the programming work, he immediately went to talk to Lincoln, trying to persuade him to abandon the idea of publicizing the experiment.
[Positron Reaction Furnace], [Spaceship]…
Just by the names, it’s clear these things aren’t suitable for public disclosure!
To reveal them, successful or not, would not be favorable.
If successful, the impact it would have on the world is beyond imagination.
And if it failed?
Lincoln’s reputation would be at stake, which is the last thing everyone wanted to see.
Henry thought convincing him would be an uphill battle.
But, surprisingly, Lincoln agreed easily enough.
However, at the end of their conversation, Lincoln added, “If this matter is leaked due to an accident, let me handle the public statement.”
Henry immediately looked into Lincoln’s eyes and asked, “You’re not planning on ‘accidentally’ leaking this information, are you?”
Lincoln shook his head in denial, and only then did Henry relax.
He believed Lincoln had the capability to let information ‘accidentally’ leak without anyone knowing, and if Lincoln said he wouldn’t do it, he believed he wouldn’t.
But just three days later, he came to the profound realization—
Maybe he was considered a high-intelligence genius among ordinary people, but in front of Lincoln…
he was just a toy to be played with at will!
In the deep of that night, the Daxia Academy of Sciences Institute of Atmosphere Physics, the Daxia Meteorological Test Bureau, the America Global Climate and Change Laboratory, the European Union Meteorological Forecast Research Alliance Laboratory, and the world’s top-level meteorological universities’ surveillance laboratories all sounded alarms at the same time!
All instruments detected extreme electromagnetic outbursts beyond anyone’s wildest imagination!
All meteorological radars, even those on near-Earth orbit meteorological satellites, picked up the disturbance, leaving only red-green interference traces on the radar screens, centered in some northwestern area of Daxia, covering over half of the country.
— It wasn’t the common striated disturbance but a huge circle—unmistakably a central burst of interference!
Experts and scholars in the global meteorology field were in an uproar!
If it weren’t for the electromagnetic outburst occurring in such a remote area that it didn’t interfere with civilian infrastructure but only with meteorological radar, the uproar might have extended beyond meteorology.
However, with reporters’ keen instincts, such an incident couldn’t be kept secret for long!
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