The Secret of Longevity for All
After Hong Tao finished his speech, the foreign reporters looked stunned. They even suspected that there was something wrong with their translators.
Immortality?
free?
Only for Daxia citizens?
What kind of Arabian Nights is this? How did Daxia enter the realm of immortality?!
Hong Tao did not give the reporters a chance to ask questions. He bowed slightly, walked off the stage and left.
This announcement was simultaneously posted on the official website, major media outlets rushed to report on it, and netizens left comments.
"Holy crap! Has the era of universal longevity really arrived?"
"I'm crying! I'll live forever! Thank you, God Zhong! Thank you, my country! I have no regrets about joining Daxia in this life, and I'll be a Daxia citizen in my next life!"
"Stop talking! I've already started looking for the official app! My alarm is set for 12 noon! No one can stop me!"
"People abroad are already crying with jealousy, hahahaha. If they do that, we won't play with you anymore. We've reached a higher dimension!"
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On this side, after Zhong Ling finished the live broadcast, she went into seclusion in the space. The Art of Immortality brought her a huge amount of willpower, and she had to refine and absorb it.
During this half month, Zhong Ling's cultivation was approaching the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and the Nascent Soul in her body became more and more solid.
Zhong Ling opened her eyes and counted on her fingers. It was the end of the month again and it was time to start work.
At 8 o'clock in the evening, Zhong Ling's live broadcast room opened on time.
Although no announcement was made, netizens had already tacitly opened the live broadcast room and were waiting for Zhong Ling's arrival.
Ever since the publication of "The Secret of Immortality", the entire Daxia has been immersed in frenzy.
People sitting cross-legged and breathing in and out can be seen everywhere in the streets, alleys, parks and squares.
Although most people have only learned the basics, this atmosphere of universal participation and working together for a better future is changing the spiritual outlook of the entire country.
"Here it comes! My alarm clock isn't as punctual as the clock god!"
"The small benches in the front row are ready for you to witness the miracle!"
"After practicing the 'Eternal Life Secret' for half a month, I feel like I can reach the fifth floor in one breath. My waist and legs no longer ache. Thank you, Master Zhong!"
"I wonder who will be the lucky one today and what wish they will make?"
Zhong Ling clicked on the screen, and a middle-aged man with a haggard face and gray hair appeared on the other side of the screen.
The man was about fifty years old, wearing an old jacket, sitting in the dimly lit room.
"I... my name is Li Jianjun." The man spoke, his voice hoarse and dry, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time. "Zhong... Zhong Shen, I... I want to ask you..."
His lips were trembling and tears were in his eyes, but he tried hard not to let them fall.
Zhong Ling did not urge him, but just looked at him quietly.
The audience in the live broadcast room also waited patiently. They felt great sorrow from this man.
"My son's name is Li Mingzhang. He's 22 years old and graduated from Beijing University of Technology..."
Li Jianjun recounted his son's story in fragments:
Li Mingzhang shares a house with a guy named Zhang Hao.
On the day of the accident, Zhang Hao pushed his electric car into the living room to charge it for convenience.
In the early morning, the battery of the electric car heated up and exploded, causing a fire. The fire brigade later found out that it was caused by a short circuit in the aging battery.
The fire spread instantly.
Li Mingzhang, who was sleeping in the inner room, was awakened by the thick smoke and rushed out immediately. The living room was already a sea of fire, but the door was not far away, so he had enough time to escape.
"That bastard... that bastard named Zhang Hao, he ran out first!" Li Jianjun's eyes were filled with hatred. "He said he was going out to ask for help, but when he left, he closed the security door!"
The security door blocked the fire and also cut off Li Mingzhang's only way to survive.
By the time the firefighters broke in and rescued Li Mingzhang, he had become a "fire man".
More than 95% of his body was burned, with deep burns that left him unrecognizable. He is still in the intensive care unit, relying on various machines to keep him alive.
The story is over.
Li Jianjun lowered his head, his shoulders shook, and he cried.
Netizens were shocked by this incident.
close the door?
In that situation, it is understandable to run out for help and it is understandable to panic, but why close the door?
After a few seconds of dead silence, the barrage exploded.
"Fuck! Is this something a human would do? Is this???"
"What a crap classmate! This was clearly intentional!"
"Investigate! We must investigate thoroughly! This kind of scum shouldn't be alive!"
"Oh my God, it's so tragic. I can't imagine how desperate the boy must have felt when he couldn't open the door in the fire!"
"Did you call the police? What did the police say?"
Li Jianjun saw this comment and laughed bitterly. "I called the police. That Zhang Hao said he was so scared at the time that closing the door was a subconscious reaction to stop the fire from spreading. He said he didn't mean to do it."
It wasn't intentional.
What a light sentence.
Because there was no direct evidence to prove that he closed the door on purpose, in the end, Zhang Hao's family just paid some money and the matter was over.
Even if his son Li Mingzhang survived, his life would be completely ruined.
"God Zhong..." Li Jianjun suddenly knelt down in front of the screen, banging his forehead heavily on the ground. "I don't want compensation, and I don't ask you to punish that beast. I just want... I just want my son to get better. Please, save my son! I will work like a slave for you, even my life!"
A father's request moved many netizens to tears.
"He didn't mean it."
Zhong Ling's voice rang out, interrupting the discussion in the live broadcast room.
She looked at the kneeling Li Jianjun on the screen and said slowly, "The moment he closed the door, he was thinking that if Li Mingzhang was destroyed, no one would be able to suppress him anymore."
"Oh my god...it's true! He did it on purpose!"
"How vicious! What kind of devil is this!"
"How can such a person deserve to live in this world? Lord Zhong, please bring down divine punishment!"
"Lingchi! Lingchi is necessary!"
At this time, somewhere in Shangjing, a young man was watching the live broadcast with a pale face.
He is Zhang Hao.
When Zhong Ling said that, he felt like he was stripped naked and exposed to the whole world, and the darkest secrets hidden in his heart were dug out.
"No... no... I didn't..." He screamed in horror, shaking like a sieve.
Zhong Ling's gaze penetrated the screen and fell on him.
The corners of her mouth curled up, and she raised her finger and lightly tapped the air.
"Zhang Hao, I will punish you by making you live in the same pain and despair that Li Mingzhang endured, every day for two hours."
The moment the words fell.
Zhang Hao suddenly let out a scream.
He held his head and rolled around on the ground wildly.
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