——1.31 East China Sea ——
Because Xiao Di and Director Song directed and performed the show themselves, the department has completely liberated the fireworks control.
Just when everyone was beaming and preparing to have a big show on New Year's Eve. In various major channels, a ghostly wave frequency appeared at the same time, and began to hype a new virtual technology.
"Let's fight the Nian beast together."
The driver stopped at the red light and took out his mobile phone: "This thing is getting more and more evil. It is said to be a giant projection covering the entire East China Sea. No matter where you are, you can participate as long as you set off fireworks."
In the back seat, Gao Yi held his chin and was listening with interest.
He wore a white velvet shirt underneath and a light gray coat on the outside. The neat small square collar and wrinkle-free clothing look elegant and neat.
"But it's rare this year."
The master smacked his lips and continued: "I have been in Donghai for so long, but I have never let it go as much as I did back home."
"Every year I can only hear a few sparse crackling sounds, and I feel exhausted even when I sleep at night."
"No matter what festival we celebrate, the atmosphere cannot be lacking." Gao Yi agreed with a smile.
"That's the truth."
The driver looked out the window at the darkening sky: "I'm ready tonight. I must have a good time."
In the East China Sea in the evening, the night is sinking bit by bit, and the lights are lighting up bit by bit.
The car drove into a busy street.
It seems that due to the influence of the Nian Beast, this year's festival atmosphere is particularly high. With the couplets pasted on the door, the Chinese character "福" hanging upside down in the closet, and the lanterns and tassels rippling under the signboard, the entire place is a prosperous scene.
Gao Yi looked out the window, his face changing in light and dark under the light.
After many confirmations, it can be concluded that the time of the Dream Lord's escape was around 11 o'clock tonight.
At that time, there will be no need to operate by yourself, the projection of the sinkhole will appear in the sky over the East China Sea, and the Lord of Dreams will reverse the dream and invade reality directly.
"I don't know how you will deal with us though."
Gao Yi murmured: "But if you just think that all the living beings below are just food for you to satisfy your appetite, you would be totally wrong."
Humanities have emerged.
Once reality and dreams are reversed, these seemingly ordinary decorations on the streets and alleys will burst out with different spirits, connecting the entire East China Sea to each other and becoming a city of humanity.
And with the rising atmosphere, a large number of fireworks will surpass the incredible sky at his command, and then directly hit the body of the god, shooting him down again!
boom.
After getting off the car, Gao Yi returned to Renhe Home.
It was also a festive scene inside, but he didn't browse too much. Instead, he went to the roof of a unit, looked into the misty night, and waited quietly.
"It's such a clear and beautiful weather."
Hey...
"Odd changes to even."
A voice came from the headset. Gao Yi pressed it immediately and immediately replied: "Look at the quadrants for symbols... Descartes, how is the situation over there?"
"Mr. Gao, everything went very well."
Descartes replied: "Using the shape of the TV head, I influenced the local TV station. Now everyone is paying attention to the situation of the Nian Beast."
"I can give live commentary on tonight's live broadcast, actively mobilize the festival atmosphere, and maximize the impact on human psychology."
"very good."
Gao Yi walked to the guardrail and looked ahead: "Repeat it. This battle is not to confront the god head-on, but to make good use of the gap where he shows his head, seize the opportunity, and take the opportunity to defeat him."
"The servant is disdainful of humans, and he will only become more arrogant. By taking advantage of this, we can launch a sneak attack with poor information."
"So you try to control the time so that the firepower breaks out at a relatively concentrated point in time."
"Understood." Descartes replied.
I looked at my phone and saw that the time was now 7pm, which is when everyone was having New Year’s Eve dinner.
But at this time, the sky above was a little quiet, and there was no sound that could be heard. Everyone seemed to be getting ready to go, waiting for the mysterious projection of the Nian beast to appear.
There are still 5 hours until midnight of the New Year.
Gao Yi leaned on his cane and stood waiting in the cold wind.
…
"Did you find the problem?"
In the ward of the Second People's Hospital, the incandescent lights were on brightly. Director Song got up from the bed and looked at Xiao Tang who was pushing the door in front of him.
"No."
Xiao Tang handed over the inspection report, shook his head and said: "In the past twenty days, we have been randomly inspecting major fireworks markets in the city, but without exception, the fireworks are normal, and it doesn't look like someone has tampered with them. .”
"This is weird."
Director Song glanced at the inspection report and wondered: "Is it possible that Descartes really just wants to set off fireworks today?"
I can't figure this guy out more and more.
Although what he did was bad in nature, it never caused any real casualties.
Not only that, but he gave himself a break on Christmas Eve and didn't let the siren head throw snowballs at the executive bureau, but still left in the motorcade.
But Director Song did not dare to relax at all. Because this shows that either there is another plan, or the plan is so big that it is no longer necessary to care about the previous gains and losses.
But what impact would it have if people in the city were just allowed to set off fireworks for one night?
Does he have a grudge against the sanitation workers?
Director Song was puzzled.
"Director, there are other discoveries."
At this time, Xiao Tang spoke again: "In the past few days, there has been a very hot topic in the city's forums and communication circles, called the national fight against the New Year Beast."
"Their propaganda is completely divorced from reality. He even said that tonight, a virtual image covering the entire East China Sea will be projected to interact with the fireworks."
Director Song frowned: "How did this get stirred up?"
Xiao Tang nodded and continued: "The spread of the news does have a marketing flavor. But that's not the only weird thing. After verification, we found its source."
"It first appeared on TV and radio. It had no source and was not the work of any advertiser. It was like a ghost, coming and going at will."
"Paranormal activity?"
Director Song took over the introduction to the Nian Beast and looked at it carefully: "Removal of controls... brand-new virtual imaging technology... projected over the East China Sea..."
"With high interactivity... please prepare the fireworks... set them off at a special time... have you gained good luck in the coming year?"
Fireworks... calls for deregulation...
The Nian beast... mobilizes the mood of the people...
The truth is still far away, as if there is only a wall between them. However, due to cognitive impairment, Director Song has been unable to connect the gods with Gao Yi's motives.
"I seem to understand something."
He only had a constipated look on his face and said helplessly: "But I don't seem to understand anything."
"Director, there are actually only a few hours until midnight, so we can only wait and see what happens."
Xiao Tang found a chair and sat down, pointing at the TV: "How about watching the party for a while?"
"Don't."
"I'd rather sleep."
