Chapter 361 Come on, let's experience it first on behalf of the whole nation.
As soon as he finished speaking, the photographer instinctively gripped the camera tightly, focusing the lens intently on Zhou Jue, afraid of missing any detail.
This is the question that he, Li Rui, the entire production team behind them, and even the people of the whole country most want to see answered.
Is this cultivation of immortality the same as the cultivation of immortality in TV dramas and novels? Abstract concepts ultimately need concrete images to prove them.
Zhou Jue looked at the camera without any surprise on his face; instead, he gave a faint smile.
"Why don't you take the lead and experience it on behalf of the entire nation?"
"Experience?"
Li Rui was stunned. Her brain raced as she tried to understand the meaning of those words.
What to experience?
Want to try body-strengthening boxing? Or...?
Just as she was pondering, Zhou Jue raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers together, and gently tapped the empty space in front of him.
A long sword with an ancient design and a faint blue light flowing over its blade appeared out of thin air and hovered quietly in mid-air.
"!"
Li Rui's pupils contracted instantly, she gasped, and the words stuck in her throat.
The photographer behind her trembled, and the camera shook violently, but he immediately steadied the camera with his professional instincts and locked the focus firmly on the incredible flying sword.
Creation out of thin air? A Qiankun bag? A spatial ring? A sword recognizing its master? Immediately, images of the TV shows he had watched popped into his head.
Zhou Jue moved amidst the stunned gazes of the two men.
She lightly touched the ground with her toes, and her whole body floated up like a weightless feather.
Her movements were incredibly graceful; the hem of her combat uniform drew a clean arc in the air before landing steadily on the suspended longsword.
The longsword dipped slightly, then stabilized, supporting her as if walking on flat ground.
Li Rui and the photographer's brains completely shut down.
They stared, mouths agape, at the figure standing on the sword, robes fluttering in the wind, feeling as if their worldview was being shattered inch by inch by a hammer.
this……
"Please." Zhou Jue's voice came from above, breaking the silence.
"ah?"
Li Rui seemed to be startled awake. She struggled to regain her composure after running away, tilted her head back, and asked in a dry voice, "Major General Zhou...you mean...you're going to take us flying on swords?"
She herself felt it was absurd when she uttered the words "flying on a sword".
This is a plot that exists only in myths, novels, and TV dramas, but it actually happened in reality?
Zhou Jue nodded with a smile.
Having received an affirmative answer, Li Rui calmed down.
Fear was suppressed to a minimum in the face of extreme shock and curiosity.
She believed in General Zhou Jue.
This woman, who has created countless miracles and was brought to the forefront by the nation, would not joke about their lives.
This was an interview that would be remembered for a lifetime, and even go down in history!
With a thought, Zhou Jue lowered the longsword beneath his feet, finally hovering at a height just one step above the ground.
Li Rui took a deep breath, calmed her wildly beating heart, and took a step forward.
Her legs were still trembling slightly as she stepped on the sword, and she swayed instinctively. A warm and strong hand then supported her arm.
"Stand firm." Zhou Jue's voice carried a reassuring strength.
Li Rui composed herself and stood up straight.
The photographer, watching from the side, stared wide-eyed. Holding his eating utensils, he asked eagerly, "Can...can I go up too?"
"certainly."
Upon receiving a positive response, a surge of immense excitement instantly overcame any lingering fear.
He carried the heavy camera and, clumsily but with extraordinary determination, stepped onto the platform.
The space was small, so he could only hold onto Li Rui's arm tightly with one hand and hug the camera tightly with the other.
"Hold on tight," Zhou Jue reminded him.
As soon as he finished speaking, the longsword rose silently upwards.
The feeling of weightlessness lasted only a moment, and was immediately replaced by a sense of stability.
Li Rui looked down and saw the training ground rapidly shrinking, turning Cheng Gan and the base guards into several small black dots.
Where's the wind?
The expected strong winds that would hit you during high-speed flight did not materialize.
An invisible barrier enveloped them.
"Oh my god..." The photographer murmured a dreamlike exclamation.
His camera was pointed directly downwards.
The magnificent landscape unfolded slowly beneath their feet.
The winding highway is like a silver ribbon, the rushing river reflects the shimmering waves, and in the distance, the city lights begin to illuminate, forming a dazzling sea of stars.
They flew higher and higher, passing through a thin layer of clouds.
Cotton candy-like clouds churned beneath my feet.
Li Rui reached out her hand, as if she could touch the soft cloud.
All of this was recorded in its entirety by the camera next to him.
After flying for an unknown amount of time, the longsword came to rest atop a desolate mountain peak.
"Look there."
Zhou Jue pointed to another, even taller mountain peak not far away.
Li Rui and the photographer looked in the direction she pointed.
Zhou Jue then pointed his fingers like a sword and slashed at the mountain peak.
An invisible sword aura swept past in an instant.
"Boom—"
A piece of the mountain peak was cut off, the top of the mountain was removed, leaving a smooth, mirror-like cut surface.
Li Rui and the photographer were no longer able to think.
Is this the power of cultivating immortality? In the blink of an eye, mountains can be moved and seas filled.
Before they could recover from the overwhelming power, Zhou Jue had already brought them to a vast and boundless sea.
The sea breeze carried a salty, damp scent. This time, she simply stretched out her hand and made a loose grasp on the surging waves below.
The next second, a scene that the two would never forget appeared.
A huge column of water shot into the sky from the sea. Defying the laws of physics, it did not disperse but instead condensed into the shape of a water dragon, swirling and dancing in the air.
Li Rui stared blankly at everything, at the seawater flowing upstream, and at the lifelike water dragon.
She finally understood what Zhou Jue had said at the beginning of the interview.
It's not a change, it's a return, and it's also an evolution.
So the myths are true; our ancestors really did possess the power to change the world.
The anticipation for the revival of spiritual energy reached its peak at this moment.
When the experience ended and her feet touched solid ground again, Li Rui was completely dazed.
The photographer wasn't much better off. He put down his camera, panting heavily, but his face showed a kind of fanatical excitement.
"We should have enough materials," Zhou Jue said calmly, looking at them.
“Enough…enough…” Li Rui murmured to herself, looking at Zhou Jue with eyes full of awe.
Zhou Jue didn't say much. She glanced at the time and said, "Okay, I have something to do, I'll be going now."
After saying that, she nodded to Cheng Gan, and with a flash, she disappeared from the spot.
Li Rui and the photographer stood there for a long time before finally turning their gaze to the camera.
There, a truth that is about to overturn the entire world is recorded.
Night falls.
The CCTV headquarters building in the capital city is brightly lit.
In the live broadcast studio of CCTV News, all the staff were making final preparations.
In the control room, the chief director stared at the red countdown numbers on the screen, holding a data disk that had just been delivered. It was sent by a special operations team member with the highest level of access, in an extremely urgent manner.
His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
"Director...the footage has been confirmed...are we really...going to broadcast it?" a young editor asked, his voice trembling.
The director didn't answer; he just stared intently at the screen, picked up the walkie-talkie, and gave instructions in an almost hoarse voice.
All planned activities have been cancelled.
"Replace Emergency Plan No. 1."
"Tonight, I'm going to show the people of the whole country something different."
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