Transdimensional Marketing - Chapter367

Time was like a long river flowing under a waterfall. It would never stop.

In the blink of an eye, 12 days had passed. Another Sunday had arrived, and it was time for Transdimensional Review's official livestream.

On the streets, in schools, at home, in factories... Many people pulled out their phones and entered various livestream rooms. They then locked onto Transdimensional Review's channel and waited for their screens to light up.

"Is this enough?"

In the basement of a small villa in the suburbs of Mingkun City, a woman placed boxes of canned food into a compartment. She then stretched her waist wearily and said, "If it's not enough, there's still a bag of potatoes above, but I can't carry it anymore. You go ahead."

"The potatoes must be brought in. These things grow very quickly. They might be able to survive even if we run out of food."

The man organizing the shelves wiped his sweat with a towel and panted heavily. He then walked up the stairs and out of the basement.

Very quickly, he returned with a bag of potatoes.

"Daddy, are we going to live here from now on?"

The little boy squatting in a corner playing Nintendo games raised his head, his eyes bright as he asked, "Does that mean I don't have to go to school anymore?"

Laughing angrily, the woman said, "Even if that UP really creates an apocalypse, you still have to study every day!"

"Even the teachers are gone."

"I'll be a teacher!"

"Tch..." Rolling his eyes, the boy said, "How boring."

"Stop playing. Go up and see if there's anything else you haven't taken down. The livestream will start at nine o'clock."

"I don't have anything else to take." Picking up his small bag, the boy said, "The cartridge and charger are all inside."

"Where's your schoolbag?"

"You're still taking your schoolbag?"

"I think you're going to get beaten up."

Feeling a headache coming on from the boy's quarrel, the man beside him bellowed, "Can't you kick him?!"

"Mom!

Look at my dad... "

Such incidents were happening all over the world today.

Due to the various media outlets fanning the flames, the danger of Transdimensional Review's 12th official livestream had been exaggerated to the extreme.

For safety's sake, many people in various countries had begun hoarding supplies.

Meanwhile, due to different societies, customs, histories, and ways of thinking, the amount of supplies they hoarded varied as well.

America bought guns, Japan bought paper, Billy slaughtered chickens, and Japan surrendered to build a white flag... Even the governments at the national level were secretly constructing refuge facilities.

After all, they had heard from Chen Yu that the twelfth episode's product was extremely dangerous. It would be a lie to say that they weren't nervous.

Inside the United States Building in New York, the atmosphere in the Observer Hall was far more solemn than that of a civilian home.

The once spacious environment was long gone.

As more and more people became familiar with Transdimensional Review, a considerable number of "non-professionals" began to crowd into the hall.

For example, the foreign minister of a certain country.

The general manager of a certain technology group.

He was the head of a certain plutocratic family.

Wall Street tycoons …

Fortunately, these people had strong self-discipline. They kept quiet and did not affect the work of the special departments.

"That's all I have to say. Try to maintain communication with Transdimensional's UP at all times. Don't cause unnecessary chaos."

The American representative put down his microphone and looked at the middle-aged team leader. "I'll leave this to you guys."

"Alright."

The middle-aged team leader nodded. Sweeping a glance at the documents on the table, he said, "I've already stated my summary and plan. Does anyone have any suggestions?

Since the live broadcast hasn't started yet, there's still time to make corrections. "

Everyone looked at each other for half a minute without saying anything.

"In that case, it's a pass," America's representative said decisively. He then waved his hand, and the screen at the front of the hall lit up in pure black.

Rows of white bullet screens were moving.

The bullet screens weren't from ordinary people.

This livestream room was a platform reasonably developed by various countries, and it only broadcasted Transdimensional Review's programs.

The IPs that could access the server were also professional units from various countries and research institutions.

It was used for efficient communication and cooperation.

At the top left corner of the screen, a row of numbers slowly moved, attracting everyone's solemn gazes.

8:42

8:43

…

8: 43 AM.

Super Floating Castle, Headmaster's Tower:

After completing his fifth set and 300th set of push-ups, Chen Yu stood up while panting. He then accepted the bottle of mineral water Little Peach handed him and took a gulp.

"Mr. Chen, your head is smoking."

"It's hot."

"Why have you been exercising since morning?"

"I have nothing better to do." Grabbing a towel and wiping the sweat off his body, Chen Yu sat on his bed and panted heavily.

The reason why he was doing this was because he was starting to feel anxious and nervous again.

"Don't follow me to today's livestream. Protect my family's safety."

Tossing away the towel, Chen Yu changed into a new robe and raised his wrist to look at the time. While adjusting the Interstellar Portal, he said, "The Hypnosis Bell and Amnesia Bat are on the table. Use them well and don't let anyone wake up.

We still haven't found the attacker yet, so be smart. "

"Okay, then."

Looking a little disappointed, Little Peach picked up the Hypnosis Bell on the table and stared at Chen Yu's family members lying on the bed in the distance.

Father Chen, Mother Chen, Chen Yike, Chen Erke, and Chen Sanke.

They were neat and tidy.

"8: 50 AM. It's almost time, so I'll be leaving. Make sure to cooperate with Hermione and guard the surroundings.

If the situation becomes critical, I'll allow you to counterattack. "

"Okay!

Leave the rear to me. I can rest assured, "Little Peach said as she patted her chest." Where's the husky?

I think it's still at home. Do you want me to bring it over? "

"No need.

That animal is practically one with the Invisibility Cloak. I can't find it even if it hides itself. It's very safe. "

After saying so, the Interstellar Portal's spatial link was established. After taking one last look at his sleeping family, Chen Yu waved his hand and stepped across the threshold. He then arrived at the permafrost of Siberia.

This place was deserted. It should be safer to review dangerous goods here...

Bending down, Chen Yu grabbed a handful of snow and applied it to his face. After gradually calming down, he turned around and said goodbye to Little Peach. He then closed the Interstellar Portal and changed its appearance to that of a metal arch.

"How quiet."

Spreading out his arms and taking a deep breath, Chen Yu aimlessly walked forward. While listening to the sound of his feet stepping on the snow, he waited for the time to reach nine o'clock.

8:55

8:58

9:00!

Buzz … Buzz …

Suddenly, Chen Yu's phone buzzed with a message.

"It seems it's not a small thing."

Pulling out his phone, Chen Yu opened WeChat and saw a message from the Transdimensional Marketing Company's staff.

[Transdimensional Marketing: "Mr. Chen, the product this time is too large. Your current location is unable to receive it."]

[Chen Yu: "As expected.

However, even the uninhabited Siberia can't fit it?

Is it something from the sea? "]

[Transdimensional Marketing: "It's not a product for marine use."]

[Chen Yu: "What about the Sahara?

The terrain is flat. It can fit no matter how large it is. "]

[Transdimensional Marketing: "Not the Sahara Desert.

Mr. Chen, you need to go to a larger place. "]

Upon seeing this line of text, Chen Yu's hands couldn't help but tremble.

Chen Yu: "Even the Sahara Desert can't hold it?

What are you trying to send? "

"You'll find out in a moment.

(?????)?”

After a moment of silence, Chen Yu rapidly tapped his thumb on the screen.

[Chen Yu: "You won't make me fly to Earth's high orbit to receive it, right?!"]

"The high orbit is too small. The Earth will be destroyed."

Chen Yu: Crap...

"You'll have to run further."

Chen Yu: "... An open area within the solar system?"

"It's an empty space outside the Solar System."

Chen Yu: "…"

"The further away from the Solar System, the better …"

Chen Yu: "…"

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