William's deputy, who was in charge of the plan, quickly made a decision: "Cut off the broadcast signal and cut off the live stream signal online."
Fortunately, we allowed a five-minute delay.
Also, guard all exits; absolutely do not let him escape. Whether he is Merlin or William, it doesn't matter.
"In addition, we need to move our manpower to the front row, and bring on the tranquilizer darts."
"It's not too late to get everything back on track, not to mention we'll have new gains—unprecedented gains!"
Before he could finish speaking, his subordinate called: "Roy, something seems off."
"It seems like all the crows in Sweden are gathering here."
Roy stepped out of the car and looked towards the concert hall, where a dense flock of crows circled around it.
And crows kept flying in from all around.
It looked like a black ring floating above the Stockholm Concert Hall.
"This is another of Merlin's damn tricks."
Roy asked, "Can it scare away crows?"
"Try to drive away the crows using various methods, but remember not to use weapons."
If a firearm were to accidentally blow up the Stockholm Concert Hall, which is full of Western elites, not only would he be unable to bear the responsibility, but even his superiors in Washington would be unable to bear it.
The crows around are "mobile base stations" modified by Zheng Li. The Demon Brain and the "mobile base stations" are connected to achieve stronger spellcasting capabilities.
It could also be called a spellcasting power enhancer, which connects to form a large spellcasting network that hangs over the Stockholm Music Pipe.
This is Zheng Li's home ground now.
They were also certain that the Americans wouldn't dare to resort to extreme measures to expel them.
"As for the man next to Harding, he's just a thief."
“As punishment, I will deprive you of the ability to experience positive emotions.” Zheng Li pointed the wooden stick at Bill.
The men in black below the stage raised their guns and pointed them at the white man. Since the guns were filled with tranquilizer darts, they opened fire immediately.
"Godless me!" The stage was filled with this year's Nobel Prize winners, who had initially come with the intention of watching a show, but now all they could think was that it was all over.
Zheng Li waved his hand casually, and all the tranquilizer darts seemed to be blocked in mid-air by an air wall.
The audience below the stage began to applaud, thinking that the trip had been worthwhile, as the magic was even cooler than they had imagined.
Then, with a sweep of his hand, all the men in black fell to the ground.
"The annoying bug needs some quiet time. The punishment continues."
The wooden stick was both Zheng Li's perverse hobby and his smokescreen.
This means that the people of Earth need a staff to unleash the full power of magic.
"No!" Before Bill's shout had even faded, Zheng Li had already finished dealing with it.
Bill tried to recall the interviews he had given in public recently. But the memories that used to make him laugh in his dreams no longer brought him joy.
Bill muttered to himself, "No!"
This was worse than the worst outcome he had imagined. Humans are emotional beings, and losing positive emotions is worse than death.
This is the ultimate form of depression; even people with depression have moments of happiness.
"Then there's the Nobel Prize organization. You clearly know that the discovery of the existence of the soul wasn't made by Milren, yet you still insisted on awarding him the prize."
Zheng Li pointed the stick at Harding, and the chairman of the Nobel Prize Foundation raised his hands: "Sir, please forgive me, I really don't know anything."
Zheng Li stated directly, "No one can lie in front of a magician."
Do you know about magic and Merlin?
Harding replied as if hypnotized, "I know."
Zheng Li continued, "Do you know that Miren is an imposter? Do you know that the results proving the existence of the soul weren't discovered by him?"
Harding: "I know."
Zheng Li: "Then why did you do that?"
Harding: "Someone instructed me to do this."
Zheng Li: "Who?"
Harding: "***" He mentioned a big shot.
The audience felt the plot was full of twists and turns.
Zheng explained the hypnosis, "Okay, since you were forced to cooperate with others under pressure, I'm just giving you a small punishment."
"You will lose positive emotions for three days, and all the members of the Nobel Foundation and the Nobel Prize Committee who are involved in this matter will be punished in the same way."
"Finally, there are the instigators, the people Harding just mentioned, and America."
“They have violated my rights in various ways and they need to pay a sufficient price.”
"I will release all the encrypted data from the American government. You can log in to view it in detail."
Zheng Li waved his hand, and it appeared in front of him:
"Do magicians also release information online?"
"Isn't it normal for wizards to use the internet? Wizards in Harry Potter used radios, so isn't it normal for wizards to keep up with the times and use the internet now?"
"The American side has already been exposed by Assange before. I wonder if the information exposed by the magician is different."
"Can Merlin really get all the encrypted data? All and part are two completely different concepts."
"I wonder if they are still listening to our leaders."
The audience was in an uproar; Merlin's words had exceeded their expectations.
Zheng Li continued:
"It includes all the crimes committed by the American government over the years."
"Those who directly planned this operation will be punished in the same way as Miren."
"It also includes information on how to acquire magic and some basic knowledge about magic, which everyone is welcome to learn."
"Then I will launch a brand new global currency settlement system to replace SWIFT, which is also part of the punishment."
"Finally, I would like to say that I apologize for interrupting the awards ceremony. You can continue now."
This is a small apology.
Zheng Li waved his hand, and a string of silver crows flew out of his wooden staff, circled the bodies of each audience member, and then returned to his staff.
"Oh! What is this?"
"I feel much more relaxed now."
"It feels like I woke up after sleeping all day."
"I feel clear-headed like I've never been before."
The spell's effect is to dispel fatigue; Zheng Li simply added some visual effects to make it less boring.
Magic needs packaging, especially now that it's being broadcast globally.
Zheng Li said directly, "Goodbye!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the audience saw the white man collapse to the ground, motionless.
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