Chapter 362 Big News Reveal
At 7 p.m., the familiar opening theme music, which had been playing for decades, resounded on the television screens of countless families across the country.
Wang Hao, who lives in a residential area in Beijing, was picking at the rice in his bowl while glancing at the TV intermittently.
"Working overtime again today?" His mother put a piece of braised pork into his father's bowl.
"Yeah, I've been busy lately," his dad mumbled in response, picking up his rice bowl.
"I don't know what they're busy with, they're being so mysterious."
The familiar opening remarks, the familiar faces of the male and female hosts.
Everything was exactly the same as it had been for the past few thousand days and nights.
However, the atmosphere today is a bit off.
The usual gentle composure was gone from the faces of the two hosts; instead, an unprecedented solemnity appeared on their faces.
Good evening, viewers.
"Today is..."
After the male host finished reading the date, he didn't move on to the next news item as usual, but instead exchanged a glance with the female host.
He took a deep breath, and his voice, transmitted clearly through the television, resonated throughout China.
"Following instructions from the top leadership of the nation, tonight we will announce to the people of the whole country an important matter concerning the future of our nation and the destiny of each and every one of us."
Wang Hao stopped eating.
His father put down his rice bowl.
His mother also stopped using her chopsticks to pick up food.
Everyone watching TV subconsciously put down what they were doing and turned their attention to the screen.
"According to the joint monitoring and simulation by my country's top scientific research teams, our planet is entering a new era."
"A high-dimensional energy of the universe, which our ancestors called 'spiritual energy,' is about to return to the earth."
"In short, spiritual energy is about to be revived."
The spiritual energy has been restored?
Wang Hao's mind went blank.
He thought of the holographic game called "Spiritual Resurrection".
Is it just a coincidence?
The TV screen switched to the familiar white jade square from "Spiritual Resurrection".
"Perhaps many people have already guessed it."
"In order to help the general public adapt to this historic change in advance, the state took the lead in developing a holographic interactive application called 'Spiritual Resurrection'."
"Hereby, we formally declare to the people of the whole country: the settings of 'Qi Induction Technique', 'Body Tempering Technique', and 'Hundred Arts Cultivation' in the game are not fictional."
"These are authentic and effective cultivation methods derived from the authentic records of cultivation techniques in ancient Chinese books, after simplification and optimization."
The screen showed countless players meditating and practicing martial arts in the game.
The scene then shifts to reality, where countless people are practicing the "body strengthening boxing" routine that has been promoted nationwide in parks and squares.
"Clatter".
Wang Hao dropped his chopsticks on the ground.
He suddenly looked at his parents and found that they also had blank expressions on their faces.
"Dad... Mom..." His voice was hoarse: "They're saying... in the game... it's real?"
No one answered him.
The host's voice continued on the television.
"In order to systematically cultivate talents for the new era, my country has established its first comprehensive higher education institution for cultivating immortality—Yunlan University."
On the screen appeared the list of leaders of Yunlan University that had shocked all the candidates.
Zhang Yuanchao, Qian Zhenhua, Li Weiguo... these are all household names.
Finally, the camera focused on the list of vice principals, the youngest and most mysterious name.
Zhou Jue (Major General)
"The establishment of Yunlan University and the core techniques of the 'Spiritual Qi Restoration' were both based on the theory and practice of Comrade Zhou Jue, the youngest general in our army."
As soon as he finished speaking, the news footage abruptly changed.
In the solemn and dignified Great Hall of the People, the national anthem faintly drifted out.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone present, a plate held an epaulette. As the camera zoomed in, two golden stars on the epaulette shone brightly!
Lieutenant General!
Wang Hao's father, a veteran who had been retired for many years, suddenly stood up from his chair, stood ramrod straight, and subconsciously gave a military salute.
His lips were trembling, and his eyes were filled with excitement and disbelief.
"Lieutenant General... My God... Such a young lieutenant general..."
The live broadcast ended, and the television returned to the studio.
The female host's eyes were slightly red, but her voice remained strong and clear.
"Comrade Zhou Jue has made unparalleled contributions to the country and the people since he joined the army."
"She is the one who broke through the technological blockade of the West in the 'Loongson' project."
"She provided invaluable medical information, helped overcome terminal illnesses such as cancer, and saved countless families."
"She is the chief designer of the 'Longyuan' mech and the 'Zhurong' orbital weapon, forging the strongest shield for our national defense."
"She was the founder of the 'South Heavenly Gate Project,' pointing our nation toward the stars and the sea."
"She is also a pioneer of the new era, opening the door to an extraordinary world for all of us."
"It has been decided that, effective immediately, Comrade Zhou Jue shall be granted the title of..."
"Lieutenant General rank".
The studio was completely silent.
In front of the television, hundreds of millions of viewers were completely silent.
Everyone was stunned by this series of achievements.
It turns out that behind all those miracles that shocked the world time and time again, there was the same person.
The scene then switched to the interview video.
"Major General Zhou, could you... perhaps give us, and the entire nation, a brief demonstration of this new power?"
On the screen, the young female reporter voiced what everyone was thinking.
Then, the people of the whole country witnessed a scene they would never forget.
A blue longsword appeared out of thin air.
Lieutenant General Zhou Jue stood with his sword on his feet, his robes fluttering in the wind.
She led the reporters, soaring into the sky, rising ninety thousand miles high.
Beneath my feet lies a surging sea of clouds.
In the distance, there are magnificent mountains and rivers.
The camera shifts to the mountain peak that was flattened by a single sword strike.
That enormous water dragon swirling and dancing on the sea surface.
"..."
Wang Hao's house was quiet and still.
Someone's bowl slipped off the table, crashed to the ground, and shattered into pieces.
But nobody cared.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the screen, watching that godlike figure.
So... immortals really do exist.
It turns out that we are all descendants of the dragon; this statement is not a metaphor.
At the end of the interview video, Zhou Jue stands on a mountaintop, surrounded by clouds and mist.
Facing the camera, her gaze was calm and firm, and her voice resonated throughout countless homes.
"Our civilization has never been interrupted."
"Our strength is returning."
"The future is here, my friends. Join me in witnessing and creating an unprecedented era!"
boom!
These words struck like a thunderbolt, resounding in the hearts of all Chinese people.
Countless people were moved to tears at this moment.
That was excitement, pride, and a cultural confidence awakened deep within our blood!
At the end of the news report, the host announced the "Regulations for the Management of Extraordinary Powers" and the "Code of Conduct for Citizens in the New Era," which were urgently formulated in response to the era of spiritual energy revival. From a legal perspective, these regulations laid the first foundation for the upcoming new era.
The familiar ending theme song played again.
The 30-minute news broadcast has ended.
The living room in Wang Hao's house remained deathly silent.
After a long while, Wang Hao finally picked up his phone, his hands trembling.
As soon as the screen lit up, countless messages and notifications popped up frantically, and the phone vibrated violently, almost flying out of my hand.
[Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! Flying on a sword!!! It's real!!!]
My mom asked me why I was kneeling while watching the news!
[I cried! A grown man like me, crying like a 300-pound child! General Zhou is awesome! China is awesome!]
[I have a mid-grade lightning spiritual root! I have a mid-grade lightning spiritual root! I thought it was just something the game company made up! I want to cultivate immortality! I want to become the God of Thunder!]
Wang Hao looked at the celebration on his phone screen, then looked down at his own hands.
He remembered the talent he had discovered in the game.
"Low grade, earth spirit root."
He always thought it was just cold, hard game data.
Only now did he understand.
That's not data.
That was his...fate.
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