At noon, the originally clear sky was covered with layers of dark clouds.
The air was filled with a dull dampness, and even the sound of the tide was a little hoarse. The pedestrians quickened their pace and walked in the direction of the MRT, hoping to return home or to the hotel where they were staying before the storm arrived.
Standing between the ebb and flow of the tide, the majestic Penglai, like its name, was like a mountain floating above the ocean.
With the integration of the world's top technology, architecture and materials science, this city floating above the blue ocean was undoubtedly the most dazzling pearl on the Pacific Ocean. More than three million tourists were active in this futuristic city, more than three times the resident population.
As long as you wore AR glasses and stood in this city, the distance between you and the virtual world would be infinitely close to zero.
People were intoxicated by the novelty from the next era and admired the technology of Future Group. Whether it was the rows of holographic screens or the endless flow of drones above the city, every detail of this city was so fascinating.
"Cordis, look over there. It's amazing. How did they come up with this? Using these gadgets to deliver packages? Oh my God, are they not afraid that things will fall and hit people? " The female tourist from Sweden pointed to the string of drones passing through the high-rise buildings and exclaimed.
Although she had seen it on TV and in the news, the picture seen through the big screen was far less shocking than seeing it in person.
In the years when the Freemasonry and Future Group confronted each other, not to mention logistics drones, almost nothing could pass the EU's product quality and safety monitoring and customs. Many Europeans didn't realize how serious their country's disconnection with the times until they visited Xin or the countries around Xin.
"Produced by Future Heavy Industries, the people who work there are all monsters. I'm not surprised by what they design … Damn, this damn weather is too hot. Baby, let's go back to the hotel earlier? I'm afraid there will be a rainstorm in a while. "The man with slightly curly hair looked at the dark clouds in the sky and said weakly.
Yesterday's weather forecast clearly showed a sunny day, but now it didn't even look like a sunny day at all.
Just then, on the holographic screen filled with streets and alleys, the picture suddenly changed. A host in a suit and tie.
"Next, we will broadcast the weather report."
"Typhoon Banyan passed through the Mariana Islands ten minutes ago. It is estimated that in the next ten days, it will move northwest along the Pacific Rim volcanic belt, pass through the Philippine Sea, and arrive at the Eastern Sand Islands. According to the latest news from the Xin Meteorological Administration, the pressure at the center of the banyan tree exceeded 10 million Pa, and the maximum wind speed near the center reached 35 meters per second, a category 12. "
"The route correction originally scheduled for December 25th is temporarily canceled. Penglai City will move along the original route to the northern waters of Coro Island. The Penglai Meteorological Bureau warmly reminds citizens and tourists to reduce sea activities as much as possible in the near future to avoid accidents. "
After saying it in the official Chinese language, the host repeated it in the languages of different countries.
About five minutes later, the weather forecast finally ended. The holographic screens in the streets and alleys returned to normal, and the temporarily suspended programs resumed. However, Cordis and his girlfriend just stood there in a daze, listening to the discussions around them in a daze …
"Oh damn, we might have to spend our Christmas in the rain."
"Typhoon? Why would there suddenly be a typhoon? "
"I don't know. Maybe the people from the Weather Bureau saw the satellite image wrongly? It's not like it hasn't appeared before. "
What surprised Cordis wasn't the typhoon, but the attitude of the people living here toward the typhoon. The typhoon was coming, but the tone they used to talk about the typhoon was like they were talking about some common "bad weather".
Just like that?
This was a typhoon!
Although he hadn't seen it before, Cordis could still feel how horrifying the typhoon was from the news. However, the pedestrians on the street, other than speeding up their pace to avoid the possible rainstorm, not only did they not react, but they didn't even panic.
Cordis wouldn't understand, and all the tourists who came to Penglai wouldn't understand.
For people who lived here for a long time, this kind of temporary weather forecast was common. As for typhoons and hurricane warnings, it was even more common.
There was nothing to worry about at all.
Even if the typhoon swept in their direction, for Penglai City, it was just a matter of turning a corner. The only thing that was a pity was that there were only a dozen or so hours left before Christmas. They would probably have to spend this Christmas in the heavy rain.
…
One hundred nautical miles away from the Mariana Islands, a cruise ship rose and fell on the turbulent sea. The flag hanging on the mast was fluttering in the wind, and the people standing on the deck didn't dare to leave the railing for fear of being blown down by the wind.
Zhang Yaping stared at the lightning and thunder in the distance. He wasn't paying attention and his mouth was filled with wind.
He buried his head and patted his chest. After a while, he held the railing and slowly recovered. He squeezed out a sentence from his teeth.
"… The person who designed this weapon must be crazy."
This was the position closest to the edge of the typhoon, and it was also the closest position the cruise ship could get. Although the wind was a bit strong, it was generally safe. But if they sailed a few more nautical miles, the deck would not be able to accommodate people.
Zhang Yaping was forced to come here from the presidential palace. At first, he was still a bit curious, but now there was only one thought in his mind, and that was to go back as soon as possible.
"Crazy? Haha, maybe! But it is said that the original intention of this thing was to avoid economic losses caused by natural disasters. " The bangs in front of his forehead were blown away by the roaring wind. Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at the plaster-like milky white air mass in the sky. He raised his voice and said loudly, "And we just amplified its function, amplified, and amplified it again! And with appropriate guidance, natural disasters will appear in specific areas, and it will become a weapon. "
"It is said?" Zhang Yaping's hands grasped the railing tightly as he looked at Jiang Chen in surprise.
It is said?
Weren't you the one who made this thing?
"Yes." Jiang Chen nodded against the wind. Even if it was not easy to do so, he squeezed a smile from his stiff face. "It is said."
In fact, including the Holy Shield system, many black technologies before 2150 were initially developed with good intentions. It was not until the global economic crisis that gradually deteriorated under the temptation of some ambitious people.
"What I want to ask is, how far can this thing affect?" Against the roaring wind, Zhang Yaping asked with difficulty, "Don't tell me you have to make such a big thing at the door every time and then push it out."
"Of course not!" Jiang Chen said with a smile, "Every inch of land, ocean, and glacier covered by the atmosphere is under the interference of our 'weather forecast'! As long as I want, I can now set off a sandstorm in the Sahara Desert on the opposite side of the earth! The only problem is how much energy it consumes! "
"This is simply …" Zhang Yaping gulped.
"Something that only God can do, you want to say this, right?" Jiang Chen laughed and patted Zhang Yaping on the shoulder. "Let's go. We've seen enough. We should go back!"
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