Chapter 206 Audience: Wow! The love brain made the worm achieve a medical miracle!
On October 11, the four major areas slept insect-free.
Not only can the Zerg tribe not fall asleep, but they are also awake. Except for those positions that really cannot spare the time to slack off, 79% of the Zerg tribe’s rest time is hijacked by the official entertainment website!
The official website of the entertainment website has been hit by a strong trailer for a love movie shot in a completely new way!
Later, a super popular phenomenon-level story host will start broadcasting daily!
Other channels in the middle of the website also have columns with various eye-catching traffic headlines: North Headlines, Let's Go! Analysis of Ten Movie Trailers, Let's Go! Behind-the-scenes Work of Movies, Let's Go! Analysis and Speculation of the Predicted Coordinates of the Latest Live Broadcast, Let's Go!
The behind-the-scenes planning team of the entertainment website created topics around the host Fit's every move, directly hitting the audience's pain points, and using clever naming methods to catch the eyes of passers-by!
Not to mention the basic smart ring that can open two screens, even the top-end smart ring that can open ten screens, all ten screens are locked on entertainment websites tonight! The split screens are used to watch various official and unofficial recorded broadcasts, analysis and explanations, and the main screen is hung with Fit's live broadcast room.
The web page with the highest traffic is undoubtedly Fit's Live Room, and the second most trafficked web page is Roommate Movie.
The insect-like audience with multiple screens and web pages open wanted to release multiple pairs of assistants in their waists and ribs to write messages.
Unfortunately, it is an exhibitionist behavior for ordinary citizens to release the second pair of assistants in a non-emergency situation. This behavior will be recorded as a stain on their behavior and they cannot submit an application to the police.
Those who surf the web with multiple screens open can only reply to messages on multiple pages at the same time with their finger speed, and their virtual keyboards are so rubbed that they burn.
The audience said in Fate's live broadcast room: [I found out that this coordinate is the 19th asteroid area in the southern region of the Eastern Sky Bow! **! The 19th asteroid area is the medical star area of the Capital Alliance faction! The location is too dangerous! If a catastrophic tidal wave explodes there! The entire Capital Alliance's medical system will regress 50 years! ]
[…] [Something is wrong! Fate did not write down the invasion level of the Beast Tide this time. Did he miss it?]
[Report! The latest situation, the interstellar forces have begun to dispatch AI armor regiments to the 19th planetary region for rescue! ]
[…][Are you serious? What if, I mean, what if this is fake? ][…][Thank you for the invitation. I'm on the main planet of the 19th planetary zone. Damn it. The city I'm in has already started to sound the war sentry alert. ]
[Report! Updated news! The 19th planetary zone has fully opened the hidden coordinate technology protection! ]
At the same second, the same audience switched to the official website's movie trailer section and saw a different style:
【Aaaaaaaahh ...
[I declare the third trailer to be the home of my soul. The way Mr. Carol sits by the window is really glowing, with cat eyes on top, Mr. Saint is definitely like this! 】【Walking with the light, it's so beautiful. 】
[Damn it, the entertainment company's headquarters is in the Far East, and movie hard drives are hard to find.]
[If I don't see the movie officially released within 2 hours, my soul will be broken immediately. @Entertainment company official website Official website operation, your new relocation address is the 5th star zone in the Far East region, right? The official website address is not written in full, how did I make such a small mistake? Come on, come on, who are we talking about? After all, I have invested over 100 million in your company, so tell me. ]
【Follow the brother in front. @Entertainment company official website, please see my recharge page [payment screenshot.jpg]】
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[10 minutes have passed, why hasn't the second batch of movie trailers been released on the official entertainment website! Don't think that your company's headquarters is in the Far East and no bugs can catch you! ]
Other passers-by: [This prosperous era is finally what Fate wished for, everyone is chasing the series to the point of schizophrenia. ]
[Now who can tell which of you is a monster? How can you be attacked? (leaning back.jpg)]
[Don't wait for the Capital Alliance and the Court to open fire on the Kashu Army before you, a bunch of monsters, rush into the Far East. ]
Host Fate starts broadcasting for five minutes and tells two stories, which creates a lot of excitement.
All forces were shocked both online and offline. The first thing that occurred to them was a spike in blood pressure and heart rate. Their second reaction was to quickly organize actions to observe the new predicted event site.
However, just when the forces of all parties were really operating their military resources! The anchor once again pinched the eyeballs and blood pressure hidden behind the star network and forced them to stop.
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@Fate: [Well, do you have an impression now?
Tragedy on October 12th.
On the 7th day after the Eye of Sibyl successfully calculated the coordinates of the alien tidal attack for the first time, "He" turned on the computer again and wrote down the first wrong omen in the history of prediction.]
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Comments: [……? ]
The various forces in the underwater viewing screen: […? ]
Submerged Star Force: ...
Fortunately, the AI Armor Regiment almost managed to burst out of the starport to rescue, and the manpower resources were miraculously not wasted!
"Is he an idiot? Huh? Huh?" A loud shout came from the meeting room in the main city of Hephis.
"How stupid!!! How could he destroy the miracle of reputation predicted by technology with his own hands after what happened in the North? Didn't Frankimir Janning already send the first generation AI motherboard to the Far East? Is Fate crazy? He actually smashed the miracle of the predicted coordinates of the North with his own hands! Doesn't he care about the reputation that the school of technology brings him? What a valuable bargaining chip, what on earth is he thinking! Even God is building momentum for him!" The chief of District 1 stood up in disbelief, clenched his fist and punched a hole in the desk.
The Techno Zerg in the main city's meeting room were discussing: "Is Fate crazy?"
"How much fame and influence can he gain by taking advantage of this prophecy? The court and Cat's Eye will both take a step back from him!"
"The technology that Fate has that can predict the coordinates of the alien tides is definitely immature. This time, the predicted coordinates might have been a mistake, and he hit the North Territory. Now he must be scared! He's afraid that the next coordinate prediction will fail and the Legion will be angry!"
A research insectoid was full of anger: "He could just avoid writing the coordinates! Why did he have to personally deny that the technological prediction would fail and be wrong? Especially at this time, when the monster tides are erupting frequently, technological prediction is such a good new concept and investment direction? Is he timid or stupid or he just can't stand us, Hephis!"
The Chief of Area 1's face flushed, his blood pressure soared, and he waved to his secretary, "Arrange a fleet immediately."
He turned around and said to the heads of other science areas, "We can't contact Fate online right now. We must set out immediately to the North Pole to contact Fate."
"The monster tides erupt frequently. Regardless of whether the predicted technology is true or false, a gimmick or a coincidence," the Chief of Area 1 said with a gloomy face and abnormal excitement in his eyes, "the prophecy of the northern coordinates written by Fate hit the mark once. Heaven is helping our school of technology. We have been suppressed by the Legion faction for too long. As long as we implement the Eye of Sibyl plan, the absolute right to speak in the next era will be in our school of technology!"
The other chief scholars nodded. Even the most indifferent researcher took off his glasses and wiped them with a cloth, using meticulous work to calm his excited emotions.
"I have no objection." "Me neither."
“…”
The offline technology school is furious.
The online comment section was also filled with confusion and chaos.
The little pixel man in a suit in the live broadcast room was still walking steadily, one small word at a time.
@Fate: [Hehe. Do you think the wrong coordinates written down by the Eye of Sibyl the second time it was turned on were a coincidence? They just happened to coincide with the time when the United Alliance expedition team arrived that year?
Too.
From the outside, the Union is a peaceful alliance, with a united parliament working together in the same direction, unlike the factions of the alliance in name only in the old days.
How could the Alliance's expedition team cause the Eye of Sibyl to go wrong? You must be thinking so.
But in fact, it was after the Alliance expedition visited Prometheus that the Eye of Sibyl went wrong.
This detail was not included in the Alliance's fair history books because the initial goal of the investigation team was not to destroy the Eye of Sibyl.
The expedition team's target was Monesha Ross.
The success of the Sibyl Project surprised the Alliance, which believed at the time that it would take at least two generations of our race to write a relatively complete set of planetary coordinates.
However, after Monesa Ross Technology became a shareholder, the Eye of Sibyl had made progress before the ten-year planning period of the first project was completed. (Of course, after a while, we will find that it was not progress, but the radar prediction system of the Eye of Sibyl was directly completed.)
The Alliance immediately decided to make concessions for Monesa Ross's talents.
In the new era, no matter you are a down-and-out remnant of the old era, a depressed person tied to your family, a low-level species from a distant planet, or a retired veteran who has lost his ability to fight, as long as you still have reason in your head and can trigger the light of wisdom, the new era will not give up on you.
Monesha Ross achieved and far exceeded this standard, so the attitude of the United Alliance towards him naturally changed 180 degrees.
As long as the investigation team of the United Alliance confirms the integrity of the new coordinates written by the Eye of Sibyl, and that there is no problem with the technological code formula and it can operate normally, and then waits for the new coordinates to be predicted successfully, the United Alliance will immediately relax the standards of accountability for the Ross family.
If relaxing the standards of accountability and returning part of the Ross family's property is a gesture of goodwill from the United League Parliament.
Then, the rest of the story is about some big families with ulterior motives taking the initiative to throw money at the wrong person.
One third of the Zerg accompanying the United Alliance expedition were all children from wealthy families and traditional scientific factions.
They took advantage of their positions to stay in District 13 for a long time, and they quickly bypassed me and successfully made several appointments with Monesa for afternoon tea.
My little trick under the table only delayed the matter for a short time.
Hmm? Good question. Haha, maybe. (Author's note: Did you regret doing that trick at the celebration party?)
During that time, I kept a close eye on Monesa. After the second investigator from a wealthy family had private tea with Monesa, I visited Monesa.
In Area 13 at that time, no bug could escape my technological eyes, and it was very easy to get their conversations.
The group of investigators who came from wealthy families showed their goodwill to Monesa and brought with them the marriage contract prepared by their family, stating that as long as Monesa married into their family, the offspring of both parties could be given the surname Ross.
They are willing to assist Monesa Ross in rebuilding the Ross family, providing money, marriage partners and bloodline. They generously stated that as long as Mr. Ross nodded, they could even do something to shorten the time that the Ross family's technology was authorized to the Sybil's Eye project team, so that Mr. Ross could restore the family's glory as soon as possible.
Objectively speaking, the conditions offered by this group of powerful families were very generous, and among the insect tribe members sent out for marriage there was even the firstborn son of the head of the family.
But, Monesha refused.
No matter how ridiculous those families' arguments were, Monesha still refused.
I couldn't believe it when I got the transcript of the conversation.
When I visited, Monesha did not refuse to see me.
He sometimes gets angry easily, but at other times he is terrifyingly rational. When it comes to important matters, he never lets anger and prejudice dominate him.
That group of investigators wanted to interfere with the authorization time of Ross Technology. As the chief of District 13, I came to visit the holder of Ross Technology on official business.
I was familiar with his character and patience, so I got straight to the point as soon as we met.
I said frankly that I had received a message that "Regarding the time for the authorization of Ross Technology, District 13 will not compromise."
I tried not to pause too obviously, and I continued, "Even if you marry the son of a wealthy family, the 50 years authorized by Ross must be 50 years."
"I thought you and that gentleman knew my answer at the same time." Monessa lowered her eyes and drank tea. "I rejected all marriage proposals. If this is what you want to hear, you can record it and listen to it before going to bed at night. If you want, you can even make it the entrance music for the celebration banquet."
I ignored his sarcasm and asked my second question, "Why? You don't like the conditions they offer?" I realized I was a little anxious after I said that, and quickly calmed down my tone: "Whether it is true or not, my suggestion is that if you are willing, you can draw a chip line to the outside world, so that those bugs won't keep trying to figure out what kind of chips and conditions you want."
"Bad plans and bad things happen when you try to do things that are too predictable. They are testing you in the name of the Ross family now, and they can use more tempting things than the family name in the future." I was also very calm at the time, so calm that I was revealing a scar from our past relationship. I said, "Back then, I could have cut off my neck for your carelessness without saying a word, but this does not prevent me from sitting in front of you now with a higher status and deciding your freedom to leave the zone as a controller."
"Monessa, don't underestimate the temptation created by those traditional old-school big families." I looked at him steadily. The guardian behind him had murderous intent on his face. I think my face turned pale at that moment. The physical advantages and pressure of the armed faction and the scientific research faction were very different. When Monessa's guardian showed murderous intent, they definitely wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible.
I still insisted on looking at Monesha and said word by word: "You have already suffered a loss in this regard once, don't be so careless as to step into the same wrong river again."
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Yes, he has suffered this loss from me before.
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After I said this, Monessa looked up at me and smiled, very lightly, with the corners of his lips curled up and then turned down. It was a smile of indifference and contempt.
The smile was fleeting.
He brought up a topic, saying, "Marriage alliance."
"In the secular sense, it means that two families are bound together by their sons of the right age, exchanging equal or unequal benefits, and the two families support each other or one side helps the other." As Monesa spoke, he put down his teacup, used a teaspoon to pick up a piece of sugar and put it into the teacup, saying, "This is what most families do nowadays."
He held the sugar cubes between his fingers and put them into the teacup one by one. "But the family that showed goodwill to me sent their sons of the right age to me, promising to help me revive my family and make me happy."
"Bellis, the chips they sold me were actually their living descendants."
"In their eyes, those offspring are not their offspring, but just pets given to me by them."
"These offspring are divided up as commodities for their profit from the moment they are born."
"I won't keep any commercial pets anymore." Monessa filled the teacup in front of him with sugar cubes, and the tea overflowed, ruining a cup of good tea. He smiled: "Thank you for your unnecessary worry, it's unnecessary."
I smiled back at him and said, "Really? That's great! It looks like the project won't be delayed because you've taken a temporary leave to get married."
I collapsed the same day I returned.
No one could find out what had caused my illness.
This is the case with every research insect tribe in the research area who has a project on hand. They work overtime like crazy for weeks, months, and even years without sleep or food. When the project comes to an end, their fighting spirit disappears and their bodies suddenly collapse for a while.
My sudden illness was regarded by my assistant and the regular medical team as a sign of slackness at the end of the project.
The medical technology in District 13 is not bad. They treated me normally and assisted me with my online work. They originally customized a 10-day targeted treatment plan for me.
But I only rested for two days before the lost energy suddenly came back, and the speed at which I regained my energy was so incredible that my medical team exclaimed in amazement.]
[A medical miracle? How serious is the disease? ]
[On the third day of my rest, a large clan that had participated in the investigation team raised something with the United Alliance.
His family plans to invest in Sibyl's Eye with technology and send core family members here for further study.
The Zerg sent here is called Donus Belling.
Yes. That’s right. It’s the same Belin who almost asked Monesa to leave District 13 to discuss marriage.]
【……】
[This is indeed a medical miracle. It is worth it.]
[Damn! This description! It sounds like the Berlin version of Li Tara!] [If it's a supporting role, shouldn't it be the name of the bug chosen in the West End?]
[Using technology to invest in Sibyl's Eye? Belin, you guys got in through a black box, right? ! ]
【****: Fate, can you treat everyone equally? ? I give up. If you want to open a black box, just click on the regular krypton gold channel! Who are you looking down on? If you open the krypton gold channel, you will be knocked down from the top of the list in a few minutes, believe it or not! 】
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