During the forty-minute celebration, more than eight million users clapped so hard that their hands almost fractured.
Scarlett, Marilyn Manson.
Rachel McAdams.
Katy Perry.
Tiesto …
One after another, from the beginning of the celebration, the users in the audience entered a state of excitement.
This was a live carnival made up of more than eight million people. Every user was either standing or sitting near the front row, only one step away from the stage.
The lights hit the stage, accompanied by heavenly music, and everyone was intoxicated.
Under the delicate lighting, the world-class celebrities that everyone was familiar with gave their performances with all their heart.
Every frown and smile of theirs was able to bring out their graceful bearing to the extreme. It was then transmitted to the eyes of the users through the holographic glasses. It was an immersive visual feast that far exceeded the effect of a real concert.
If this was a dream, how good would it be to continue?
This was not a dream, this was reality.
In a dream, there would not be such a clear picture where even the hair could be clearly seen.
But even if it was a dream, there would be a time when one would wake up.
When the figures of many world-class stars began to appear on the stage, even Marvel superheroes and other familiar "heroes" appeared. Millions of users suddenly realized that there was not much time left for them …
"This … is it going to end, I don't want to leave."
"Why do I feel like only a quarter of an hour has passed, the time on my system is already 10: 55, is everyone's time the same as mine?"
"I haven't seen enough superheroes, I can still fight ten more aliens."
"It's over, the virtual world is so exciting, how can I live in reality?"
"I strongly request Monster Industries to develop a nutrition pod, I can lie in it for a month."
"I don't want to leave, I want to stay here."
At 11: 00 sharp, the National Entertainment Event officially came to an end.
The portal disappeared, the venue also disappeared.
They returned to the original super palace, and the fairy-like host, Bai Dou 'er, appeared again to give everyone a congratulatory speech at the end of the event and explain the use of the points that everyone had obtained in the event.
When the event ended, more than two-thirds of the more than 80,000 users were dumbfounded.
It was over?
The National Entertainment Event was over?
It was f * cking over?
For many people, these three hours were the most enjoyable time they had ever experienced. There was a magical portal, a majestic palace, and a thrilling battle between superheroes and aliens.
These wonderful journeys that they had never experienced in real life made them extremely intoxicated.
At the end of the event, the eight million plus users' vision gradually became transparent. The palace turned into specks of starlight, as if it was saying its final farewell.
After three hours in another world, they finally returned.
Wait a minute ~
Why did the active world disappear?
The users who participated in the event suddenly felt that something was missing. Then, they didn't know if they were disappointed or angry.
More than eight million people who had disappeared returned, and the originally quiet Internet suddenly became noisy.
These people used words to vent their emotions on the Internet.
The holographic glasses could take screenshots, but the precious images taken during the activities could only be viewed through the holographic glasses. When the image was transmitted to the display through the phone, it would become blurry and overlapping like a pirated 3D movie because of the imaging mode.
Therefore, they could only use words.
Monster Industries' official forum exploded. Users who had participated in the event were venting their frustrations on the forum with indescribable excitement and resentment.
…
Wang Qingle was a game industry self-media professional.
His daily job was to collect various games on the Internet at home and abroad, and then experience them himself before writing reviews.
He was well-known in the game industry. Many strange and unpopular games were rejuvenated after his reviews and were downloaded and tried by more than 100,000 people.
Of course, he knew about the holographic glasses and ordered one.
Unfortunately, this week was the time Wang Qingle and his girlfriend agreed to travel abroad. He and his girlfriend ran around the Maldives for a week.
When he came back exhausted and opened the holographic glasses express that had been sent to the cloud cabinet in the community, the National Entertainment Event had come to an end.
As a game industry self-media, Wang Qingle certainly understood the innovation and innovation of the holographic glasses.
Therefore, when he got home, he immediately entered work mode and began to collect first-hand user experience information on the Internet. He was going to stay up all night to write a "Holographic Glasses Game Guide" to make up for his creative blank this week.
How could he say that he was taking his girlfriend abroad for a vacation?
This week, he must have studied the holographic glasses at home and then participated in the National Entertainment Event. He worked hard for a week to write this sincere guide.
This way, he could live up to the expectations of hundreds of thousands of fans.
While he was abroad, Wang Qingle also collected some information on the trip. Now, he had to figure out the details of the National Entertainment Event so that he could pretend to be an event participant in front of his fans.
The first place to collect information was, of course, the official forum of Monster Industries.
However …
When he opened the forum, Wang Qingle was dumbfounded.
It was 10: 50, ten minutes before the end of the event time.
According to Wang Qingle's guess, now that it was close to the end, countless users must have begun to share the process of the event on the forum and began to complain about the various problems encountered during the event.
It was natural that it was interesting, and it was the organizer's fault if they were unhappy.
This was the common thought of all the people who participated in various activities, just like Wang Qingle took his girlfriend to see the concert of those singers.
It was natural that they sang well, otherwise, why would they buy a ticket to come in?
But if the singer sang out of tune or couldn't keep up with the high notes, it would be a disaster. That would be flipping the car and wasting the ticket money.
But what was the situation with the forum in front of him?
Wang Qingle flipped through two pages in a row, but did not find an introduction post related to the event.
There were hundreds of topics on one page, almost all of them asking about the event and some conjectures about the specific content of the National Entertainment Event.
Wang Qingle clicked on several posts in a row, and with his professional vision, it was not difficult to find that the posters of these posts were actually layman users who did not have holographic glasses.
To put it bluntly, these people were just joining in the fun.
Where did those holographic glasses users go?
According to the information he collected before, the most conservative estimate of this event was five to six million people!
He subconsciously thought that he had made a mistake because of the time difference, and his phone had not automatically updated from the time difference in the Maldives. After all, the time in Hua Xia was three hours faster than there, and this was just the time when the event had not yet started.
After thinking about it carefully, Wang Qingle patted his head. If it was because of the time difference, the event should have ended three hours ago.
He looked at the electronic clock on the wall and searched for the real-time time to confirm that it was not a problem of the time difference.
"What the hell?" Wang Qingle kept refreshing the webpage. It was only a few minutes before the end of the event. How could those holographic glasses users disappear collectively?
The number of posts per minute was less than two hundred.
When Wang Qingle collected information two days ago, he deliberately observed the number of posts per minute. At that time, there were about four hundred holographic glasses users posting in one minute.
The time was eleven o 'clock sharp.
Wang Qingle suddenly had a creepy feeling because at this time, he had not seen any posts from users who had really participated in the National Entertainment Event.
Millions of people, silent.
Something that was impossible to happen happened in front of his eyes.
Wang Qingle was a little panicked. He, who had played a lot of games, always believed those seemingly absurd sci-fi plots more easily than others.
At this moment, Wang Qingle thought of the intubation in the back of the head, the conspiracy, and whether the Monster Industries had done something to the brains of those millions of people …
"Please, someone hurry up and post a post to wake me up." Wang Qingle pressed the refresh shortcut button loudly, and the forum page flashed and refreshed in front of his eyes almost every second.
At 11: 01, the National Entertainment Event had ended for one minute.
At this time, there was still no user who claimed to have participated in the event.
Wang Qingle felt that the atmosphere in his bedroom had become a little scary …
At 11: 02.
Wang Qingle, whose forehead was gradually breaking out in cold sweat, after repeating the refresh countless times, his fingers suddenly froze.
The picture changed!
The picture finally changed!
He moved his stiff fingers away from the keyboard and looked at the screen nervously.
The guessing posts and questions posted by the laymen suddenly disappeared.
Instead, the screen was full of the latest topics.
— Miracle, I witnessed a miracle.
— These three hours were the most unforgettable three hours of my life. I'm done, I don't want to go back to reality.
— Virtual reality is so beautiful, why end the event?
— Goddamn Monster Industries, give me back the event.
— Complaint, strong complaint, Monster Industries must reopen the portal.
— Why close the portal? I want to go back.
— I don't want to f * cking end, return my portal.
— The administrator saw my post, hurry up and get someone to open the portal for me.
— Are you crazy, the event is over, why did you clear us out of the map? I haven't had my fill yet.
— Give me back New York, give me back my super palace, I want to sleep in it.
— What's wrong with the event planner? I have the Primordial Spirit Glove. I've found a place on the sandy beach island, and I'm going to build a small wooden house there after the event. Why close the map?
One post after another, Wang Qingle scanned the entire screen and pressed refresh again. As a result, all the previous posts disappeared and were replaced by hundreds of new content.
However, the content of these posts was highly similar to the previous page, all of them were users who angrily accused Monster Industries of closing the event map.
These people were of course the holographic glasses users who participated in the event.
After disappearing for three hours, they came back in an instant with great resentment.
Refreshing again, hundreds of posts disappeared in an instant and were replaced by new ones. In less than two seconds, it was refreshed again, and it was still a new post.
Hundreds of posts in a second?
Refreshing frequently, Wang Qingle was completely dumbfounded. What's going on?
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