Hardcore crisis

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Just as night falls in Washington, if someone can monitor the global news media and the Internet at the same time, they will be shocked to find that at this moment, the news and videos of "The Fall of the White House" all occupy the list and the homepage of the website, countless Internet users are refreshing the online world with tens of millions of comments per second, as if the whole world is boiling.

In Donghai City across the Pacific Ocean, due to the time difference, the winter sun here was slowly rising. Fatty was woken up by an alarm. He touched his phone in a daze and found that pressing the home button did nothing. No response, found out it was out of power and shut down.

Then I suddenly remembered that I drank too much last night and forgot to charge my phone.

Fortunately, he still had a spare mobile phone. He stood up, washed his face and brushed his teeth. He slowly took out the sim card and replaced it with another mobile phone. Unexpectedly, he turned it on and received four or five text messages in a row.

"Fat man, what are you doing? Why don't you get up and watch the news?"

The first text message came from his good friend Lao Cai. This was a bit strange. Send him a text message in the middle of the night asking him to wake up and watch the news?

The fat man put his cell phone in his pocket, put on his leather shoes, opened the door and walked out.

While waiting for the elevator, he opened the second text message.

"Fat man, why do you keep turning off your phone? I told you to get up and watch the news. Something big has happened!"

Something big happened?

Fatty is a bit funny. What big thing could happen that makes you want to wake up and watch the news? Is this the sun rising from the west, or is there a war between North and South Korea? It’s impossible for the United States to declare war on China, right?

"Ding."

The elevator has arrived.

The fat man walked in quickly, and when the elevator reached the underground parking lot, he found his Volkswagen, got in the car, connected his phone's Bluetooth, and then opened the third text message.

"Fat man, damn it, I didn't believe in God before, but this time I'm convinced. There may really be a God in this world."

The third text message completely confused Fatty. What is this and what is it? Is Lao Cai crazy?

Thinking of this, he clicked on the fourth text message. This time it was not from Lao Cai, but from another colleague.

"Fat man, why isn't your phone turned on? I can't get through to you."

The winter morning was as normal as ever. Fatty turned on the music and without thinking much, he stepped on the accelerator and drove the car out of the underground parking lot, heading towards the company's location.

"Hey, there seem to be a lot fewer cars today?"

As soon as he went out, Fatty noticed something was wrong. Compared with the traffic jams in the past, the number of cars this morning was significantly less, probably less than one-third of the usual number.

Is today a holiday?

After thinking about it carefully, Fatty decided that he should go to work as usual today.

Looking at the time, it should be the peak time for work.

Strange.

The fat man smashed it in his mouth, tore up a piece of chewing gum with one hand and threw it into his mouth. Anyway, it was good to have fewer cars. Although the company is located in the outer ring road, and there are no traffic jams on the beltway, there are far fewer cars than before. The car feels more comfortable than before.

As usual, Fatty drove his car into the company's parking spot and was surprised to find that many colleagues came quite early today, and the parking spot was almost full of vehicles.

"That's weird, did you take the wrong medicine today?"

After scratching the back of his head, the fat man walked towards the building.

This building is not high, only ten floors. The company is located on the eighth floor. The number of employees in the entire company is close to 120. In the city of Donghai, it can only be regarded as a small shrimp. There is nothing worthy of attention. The place.

In the past, Fatty was one of the first to arrive very early. However, when he walked into the company today, he found that many colleagues had already arrived in the company's cubicles. Some were sitting attentively in front of their computers with solemn expressions on their faces. Others were holding their mobile phones and plugging in their earphones, not afraid of being criticized by the boss if they saw it.

But more people gathered in front of the big screen in the conference room, not knowing what they were watching.

The fat man who was passing by the conference room poked his head in and found at least forty or fifty people standing inside, staring at the large projection screen. He couldn't help but wonder, what's going on? Even if you’re watching the Spring Festival Gala, you don’t need to look like this, right?

Wait a minute, why is the boss also in there?

This was the first time that Fatty saw the boss standing among the employees. Not only did he not feel angry, but he also stared at the big screen like the people next to him.

"Holy crap, is it true that everyone is taking the wrong medicine?"

Seeing that no one noticed him, the fat man also walked in and patted a colleague on the shoulder: "Tang Yuan, what are you doing?"

When he turned his attention to the big screen, his curious expression suddenly froze. The White House of the United States? Um? Why is it suspended in the sky? Damn it, are we all gathered in the conference room so early in the morning, including the company bosses, to watch American science fiction blockbusters?

Isn't he still awake?

There were so many question marks on the fat man's head that he felt completely baffled. Just as he was about to continue speaking, he found that Tang Yuan ignored him at all. Facing his questions, he kept staring at the big screen without looking back.

"Hmm, why doesn't it look like a movie... This is CCTV 13, right?"

Taking a closer look, Fatty felt dizzy. When did CCTV 13 start playing movies?

"Okay, let's focus on analyzing the 1.14 White House incident. The person sitting next to me is Professor Xue Kun from the Department of Physics of Peking University."

"Hello everyone."

"Professor Xue, do you think that the reason for this incident was the use of new technology, or the anti-gravity technology speculated on the Internet?"

"First of all, we currently have no way of knowing this, because it happened in the United States, and it is impossible for the United States to allow us to conduct experiments and tests close to the site. Antigravity originally came from the predictions of Einstein's general theory of relativity, but Einstein Stein's theory explains why light bends in a strong gravitational field because it has no mass. As far as the theory is concerned, light bends due to mass in space and time, and gravity becomes one of the important characteristics of the universe. Therefore, the scientific community has always believed that Anti-gravity is absurd and impossible..."

The professor on the screen answered the host's questions one by one, while the fat man behind the crowd looked dumbfounded, wondering if he had taken medicine today?

Otherwise, the style of this news seems to be very wrong no matter how you look at it?

That's too much. Is this news edited? Is it from PS?

The White House, he read that right. It was the White House that was mentioned in the news. Not only was the White House, the center of American power, hijacked, it was even suspended in the sky? So much so that a professor from the Department of Physics at Peking University sat there and explained to everyone the origin of antigravity?

This style of painting is so weird.

It was so weird that the fat man wanted to be quiet.

Yes, he wanted to be quiet.

Should he smoke a cigarette and sit there quietly?

"My head, my head is a little dizzy."

Touching his forehead, the fat man returned to his desk in a daze, pressed the computer switch as usual, and sat there in a daze.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

A full five minutes passed, and suddenly, the fat man operated the mouse to open the news website like crazy.

Sina, Tencent, Sohu, 360 News...

His expression became more and more desperate. Later, he even climbed over the wall and traveled abroad several times.

In the end, he had to admit that the strange world style was real. Just last night, when he was drunk and turned off his phone and fell into a deep sleep, this previously peaceful world suddenly underwent earth-shaking changes.

No wonder, no wonder the text message from Lao Cai was so strange. I believe that since he didn't sleep last night, he must have almost doubted his life.

No, it should be that there are countless people across the country who are doubting their lives and are constantly being raped by the news until they become numb to it.

The fat man no longer cared about the no-smoking rule in the office. He numbly and skillfully took out a cigarette and lit it. While puffing away the smoke, he felt no fluctuation in his heart and even wanted to laugh.

(To be continued ~^~)