Chapter 100 - Third Livestream (2)
Chapter 100 – Third Livestream (2)
Tap.
Tap.
Tap…
“One hour left.”
Inside the conference room of an unlisted courtyard in Beijing, the middle-aged team leader of the special situation team sat at the meeting table’s head. As the man stared at the large screen on the wall before him, his finger rhythmically tapping the table.
Meanwhile, filling the seats on both sides of the conference room were special agents, military men, professionals of various fields, and university lecturers wearing solemn expressions.
Every professional present also had numerous assistants and employees accompanying them.
Standing up, Chen Yu put on his haori and opera mask. Taking a look at the time again, he wondered, “Why does the time go by so quickly when I’m playing games, yet it’s moving so slowly now?”
“You can play games for a while,” Little Peach suggested.”
Chen Yu: “…”
At this moment, the numbers displayed on his watch finally jumped to 9:00.
However, contrary to Chen Yu’s expectations, the wormhole he was looking forward to did not appear. Instead, he received a message on WeChat.
[Transdimensional Marketing: “Are you there?”]
[Chen Yu: “If you have something to say, just say it. Don’t ask if I’m here or not.”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “Okay. I hope you can remember these words.”]
[Chen Yu: “It’s nine o’clock. Why hasn’t the product arrived yet?”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “I’m contacting you because of it. A problem has cropped up with the delivery.”]
Chen Yu immediately frowned when he saw this message.
[Chen Yu: “Problem? What’s the problem? Will the delivery not arrive?”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “Mr. Chen, please rest assured. It isn’t a big problem. It’s just that this product is slightly big, and it can’t fit in your room.”]
[Chen Yu: “You scared me. If it’s a problem of size, that’s easy to solve. Hold on. I’ll warp to an empty plot of land.”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “An ordinary plot of land is too small as well. You’ll need to look for a bigger place.”]
[Chen Yu: “What about the Sahara Desert?”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “No deserts. I recommend choosing the ocean.”]
[Chen Yu: “???”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “Moreover, it should be somewhere far from shore.”]
[Chen Yu: “What the hell is this item?”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “You just need to find a place that’s far away from shore. We will automatically locate your coordinates.”]
[Chen Yu: “Fine. Gimme a minute.”]
Putting down his phone, Chen Yu walked up to the Interstellar Portal and called up the holographic Earth. He then quickly slid his finger across the hologram.
“Ocean… Ocean…
“Let’s choose the Yellow Sea that’s close to Qingdao City, then…”
After establishing the spatial link, Chen Yu pushed open the portal.
Creak…
Immediately, the sea breeze and salty smell of the ocean assaulted him.
Meanwhile, beyond the door was an ocean that had no end in sight–the Yellow Sea.
“Mr. Chen, is our livestream location in the ocean?”
“Mhm.” Nodding, Chen Yu leaned half his body through the door and looked at the rough ocean waters raging beneath him. Taking out his phone, he quickly typed out a message.
[Chen Yu: “Is the Yellow Sea fine?”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “It’s totally possible. I’ll have the express delivery sent to your location. The space-time portal is opening now Please wait a moment.”]
As soon as Chen Yu received this message, space above the Yellow Sea suddenly distorted, and a wormhole so big that it dumbfounded Chen Yu gradually took shape.
“How is this ‘slightly’ big?!”