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After dozens of sunrises and sunsets, half a month had gone by.
Countless special incident teams and academic research institutions around the world had gotten busy.
In another hour, Transdimensional Review's official livestream would begin.
Compared to the additional livestreams, Transdimensional Review's monthly official livestream was the focus of everyone's attention.
This was because the technological content, "destructive" ability, and uniqueness of the products that appeared in the official livestream far surpassed that of other products.
Moreover, after conducting a detailed study of Transdimensional Review, the officials had also discovered that there were some differences between official livestreams!
Only when the UP's so-called "authority level" was raised would the first product he took out be the best of the best.
In terms of the number of episodes, it would be the first, fourth, seventh, eleventh, fourteenth, and so on.
For example, the first episode's Interstellar Portal and the fourth episode's protective suit that exceeded the limits of materials.
As for the second episode's Meteorological Observatory and the third episode's island-building ship, although their technological content far surpassed the current space-time, they were still within the scope of human understanding.
In fact, in 2020, humans had already accumulated a lot of technology for weather control and land reclamation. So long as they had sufficient funds and manpower, it wasn't impossible for them to produce a cheap version of the Interstellar Portal.
However, the Interstellar Portal and the protective suit...
One represented space and time, which were still in theory.
The other represented the super-material that humans dreamed of.
Both were existences that the current academic community could not reach...
The latter, in particular, was the foundation of human survival, technology, and development. There were no shortcuts that could be taken. One could only rely on generations of scientific researchers to accumulate these materials.
However, this "official livestream differentiation" theory had yet to be verified. It was only the inference and analysis of many staff members. As for whether this theory was true or not, more evidence was needed to support it.
"Leader, the various departments are ready."
Beijing, Big Sis Wu pushed open the door and entered a crowded conference room. She then solemnly reported the coordination information to the middle-aged team leader.
"How's the situation in the target's room?"
"The room's curtains have never been opened. Based on thermal imaging, the target has been inside the room all this time. It seems that he is still waiting."
There were too many people in the conference room, so neither of them could reveal Chen Yu's real name.
In the government's files, Chen Yu and all of his relatives' information were classified as top-secret. Even most of the special agents observing Chen Yu didn't know of his identity.
After all, Chen Yu wasn't the only "person" the government was monitoring. Chen Yu was a group of people with complicated social relationships.
Chen Yu practically "protected" Chen Yu from the teeth with his words.
Raising his head and looking at the time on the clock, the middle-aged team leader said in a deep voice, "The competition will start in 20 minutes. Sit beside me and coordinate with me."
"Yes, sir." Big Sis Wu's spirit shivered as she sat down on Xiao Li's seat. Her heart felt numb.
…
"Time passes so slowly."
Sitting on the bed, Chen Yu would occasionally raise his watch to check the time.
Every time this happened, he would feel impatient.
"Mr. Chen, will you be wearing the haori robe or the black robe this year?
Or do you want to put on the protective suit inside the island-building ship? "Little Peach asked as she walked over with two sets of clothes.
After pondering for a moment, Chen Yu picked up the haori and said, "I'll take this.
The official livestream wasn't going to be interactive, and I appeared in a random location, so it didn't matter if I didn't wear a protective suit.
That thing is not very convenient. "
"Okay." Little Peach handed over the clothes in her left hand.
Standing up, Chen Yu quickly changed into the haori and put on his mask, gloves, and boots. He then stretched his muscles while waiting for the products to arrive.
Five minutes.
Ten minutes.
Twenty minutes …
When the time reached nine o 'clock, the wormhole still hadn't appeared. Instead, his phone vibrated and received a message.
"It seems it's a big item."
The experienced Chen Yu immediately guessed what was going on. Pulling out his phone, he opened WeChat and entered his chat with the Transdimensional Marketing Company's staff.
[Transdimensional Marketing: "You there?"]
[Chen Yu: "Speak."]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "You there?"]
[Chen Yu: "I'm here!
Speak! "]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "You there?"]
[Chen Yu: "I'm here!
Just say it! "]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "The product this time is too big. It cannot be sent to your bedroom."]
[Chen Yu: "How big is it?"]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "... Very big."]
[Chen Yu: "Should I look for an ocean, then?"]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "The technological product this time isn't a ship. You need to look for a flat and open land."]
Frowning, Chen Yu pondered for a moment.
[Chen Yu: "Will the Sahara Desert work?"]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "It's best if you find a hard surface."]
[Chen Yu: "Crap. What is this thing this time?"]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "You'll know soon enough."]
Putting down his phone, Chen Yu hurriedly approached the Interstellar Portal and called up the virtual Earth. After doing a quick search, he set his destination as Japan's Kyojima District.
Who knew what kind of thing would be sent to him this time? It would be safer to "play" abroad...
[Chen Yu: "Is Kyojima District fine?
It's near Tokyo. It's a plain area there. "]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "Yes, it's fine as long as the geology is hard."]
[Chen Yu: "I'll head over now. Send it over."]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "Very well, Mr. Chen. The wormhole will open in ten seconds. Please be prepared."]
[Chen Yu: "OK."]
Turning off his phone, Chen Yu tossed it onto the bed. He then turned to Little Peach and said, "Put on your mask. We're leaving."
"Okay!"
Little Peach put on her opera mask and followed Chen Yu out of the Interstellar Portal. They then stepped into Japan's Kyojima District, which was several thousand kilometers away.
In reality, Chen Yu planned to go to America.
Unfortunately, it was currently dark in America, which would affect the livestream's quality.
Moreover, Russia was too cold. The snow in the country was extremely thick, and it was much softer than the desert.
Hence, after thinking about it, Japan was still the best choice.
The distance between the two countries was also close enough. The energy consumption for teleportation would also be slightly lower...
"I'm really looking forward to it!"
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Chen Yu turned around and disconnected the spatial link. He then adjusted the Interstellar Portal's appearance to that of a metal arch and quietly waited for the wormhole to open.
Three seconds later...
"Buzz!"
Space began distorting, and an oval-shaped wormhole suddenly appeared. At a glance, Chen Yu estimated that the wormhole was at least a hundred meters long...
"Crap?"
Grabbing Little Peach, Chen Yu turned around and ran.
Looking at the wormhole's size, the shockwave it created when it hit the ground wouldn't be small...
The next moment, the wormhole took shape, and a massive shadow "squeezed" out of the wormhole.
The first thing to emerge from the wormhole was a pair of massive fangs gleaming with a metallic luster!
The fangs were sharp and long, and those who looked at them couldn't help but shudder involuntarily.
"This... This..."
"What the heck is this thing?!"
...
(Note: Three updates to "Lazy Lazy *" Guardian Bonus!
192-3 = 189
Thanks to "Lazy Lazy *" from a friend, 10000. + 1 update.
189 + 1 = 190
There's hope now, hahaha...)