Should he start a live broadcast?
Shanta did not answer immediately. Instead, he pondered for two minutes before smiling. "I think this question should be asked of Mr. Fang Zhao, right?"
Shanta's sharp gaze did not diminish in his smile. He was not afraid of losing face on the live broadcast. As long as he could excavate a grade A power ore, face was not a problem. But if he could not excavate it...
Fang Zhao met Shanta's gaze, then turned his head to Kevin Lin and said, "Start."
"Really?" Just as he asked, Kevin Lin felt the question was unnecessary and coughed lightly. "When do we start?"
Shanta, Edmund, and a few other senior members of the base also looked toward Fang Zhao. They also wanted to know the answer to this question.
"What preparations do we need to make? Feel free to mention it, "Shanta said. For the sake of excavating grade A power ore, he could provide Fang Zhao with all the conveniences. Even if this kid wanted to take advantage of the situation, he would accept it.
"No need. We can start now. It will be just in time for lunch. " Fang Zhao turned around, picked up the pickaxe he had placed at the side, and walked into the tunnel. This time, he did not wear his helmet.
Fang Zhao's reaction surprised Shanta. He asked, "What do you need us to do?"
"Keep quiet," Fang Zhao said.
Shanta nodded and told a soldier beside him, "The rest of you stay outside."
Hayden was just about to follow in when he was stopped. It was not just him. Other old miners were stopped outside as well. They were all part of the "others."
Other than Kevin Lin, there were only Shanta and three other high-ranking members of the base, two soldiers, and two engineers. A total of eight people walked into the cave.
The conscripts who had been mining in the tunnel had long since been cleared out. The conveyor belt transporting the ore and waste materials had also been stopped.
The other tunnels in the mining area had also stopped working. The conscripts were all resting in their assigned areas. They did not know what had happened and could only gather together to discuss in hushed voices. They did not dare sneak off. The soldiers stationed around them were armed. Half a year of military service had taught them that in this place, it was better to abide by the rules.
"Something big must have happened!" everyone thought at the same time.
Online, countless people were paying attention to the latest news from S5. The moment Kevin Lin turned on his live broadcast mode, many people switched over to watch. Regardless of which forum they had been bragging on, the moment they received the live broadcast notification, they immediately switched to channel S5's discussion forum.
"He's finally live streaming again!"
"Quick, quick, tell me, is it true that Fang Zhao dug out a grade A power ore?"
"The various media outlets don't have any concrete information either … What is Channel 5 doing?"
"Is this a mine? Is that Fang Zhao in front? Why was he alone? Where are the others? "
"What is Fang Zhao doing? Where were the A-grade energy stones? Is it true? "
The camera followed behind Fang Zhao, and the lens was pointed at him. In the image captured, there was only Fang Zhao, and it was a back view. There were no signs of anyone else mining nearby.
Clang –
Clang –
Beng –
A series of knocking sounds could be heard.
Fang Zhao held the pickaxe in his hand. As he walked deeper into the mine, he used the side of the pickaxe to knock on the uneven stone walls, making a clanging sound.
The online audiences were a little confused.
"This tapping rhythm, it makes me want to rap."
"As expected of a composer. Even knocking on a stone wall feels so good!"
"But why is he knocking on the stone wall?"
"I just want to know, is he the only one here?"
"This scene, this situation, it feels very strange. If this were a movie, this would be the plot of a supernatural film."
"Channel 5 has turned into a supernatural wind?"
As if hearing the online audiences' discussion, the camera made a 180-degree turn from facing Fang Zhao to facing away from him. This way, the people following behind Fang Zhao were also in the frame.
Shanta was walking at the very front. The general star on his military uniform told the online audiences his identity.
"F * ck! There are so many people following behind him? "
"Look at the general star. That should be planet Baiji's commanding officer, Lieutenant General Shanta."
"So many people following behind Fang Zhao. What are they doing?"
"The military ranks of the people following Shanta are not low either. The few highest-ranked people on planet Baiji are all here."
"Looking at their serious expressions, could it be that the grade A power ore is real?"
"Even if it is real, why are they following behind Fang Zhao instead of mining? Listening to him knock on the stone wall? "
No one made a sound in the live broadcast.
Kevin Lin could guess what kind of questions the audience would have, but he did not explain. He was afraid that Fang Zhao would not be able to dig out a grade A power ore. If he explained to everyone beforehand, it would not be easy to clean up the mess.
As the base's highest-ranking officer, Shanta felt that this was absurd. He had never imagined that such a situation would occur one day. If Fang Zhao was unable to dig out a grade A power ore, many people would probably laugh at them. However, to find out the answer as soon as possible, Shanta was willing to take this risk!
Could this little fellow really hear it?
Shanta stared at the leisurely walking figure in front of him and tried to distinguish the sounds his ears had picked up. He could not hear anything.
Inside the mine.
Every time he knocked on the stone wall, the vibrations would spread out. In the air, in the stone wall, and into the distance.
There were echoes in the mine, but with a specific rhythm, it did not seem noisy.
Fang Zhao continued walking deeper into the mine. Because there were no other conscripts inside, the lighting in the mine was much dimmer. While his vision was weakened, his hearing was stimulated by the environment and became more active.
All the noise in the mine seemed to settle down. There was only the sound of knocking, one beat after another, like the rise and fall of the mine's pulse. It had a mysterious quality that was difficult to detect.
For Edmund, he should have been very familiar with this part of the mine, but right now, it was like entering the mine for the first time. Everything was starting to feel unfamiliar. Novel feelings, thoughts, and emotions were being pulled out along with the sounds.
The frequency of the knocking changed. The rhythm was no longer the same as when he had first entered the mine. The sounds that entered his ears seemed to be crisp and elegant, but also deep and drawn-out. The overlapping echoes gradually entered his ears, bringing with them a strange sense of harmony.
Clearly, there was only one pickaxe knocking on the stone wall, but it seemed like there was a team of musicians behind the scenes accompanying it.
As they continued deeper into the mine, the rhythm of the knocking continued to increase. The overlapping sounds were not the slightest bit messy. They maintained their original harmony, but it gave off a suffocating feeling as if they were enduring the gradually increasing pressure.
There was an air system in the mine. Normally, there would not be a lack of oxygen, but now, everyone more or less felt like they could not breathe.
This was the psychological pressure brought about by the abnormal movements of the auditory nerves.
While everyone was silent, in the mine, there were only the overlapping sounds produced by the repeated knocks. It seemed that an invisible battle was taking place, from the initial probing to the final showdown.
The rhythm of the knocking was still increasing, as if something was about to explode. Shanta, who was following behind, felt a rare sense of nervousness.
Was he deliberately mystifying things? Or did he really have the ability?
As he was thinking, Shanta, who had been staring ahead, saw Fang Zhao stop in his tracks. Fang Zhao tilted his head slightly, and with a twist of his wrist, the pickaxe, which had been at its side, turned to face the stone wall. Raising his arm, the pickaxe in his hand drew a simple and neat arc in the air.
Bang!
Without any hesitation, he chiseled. Rocks big and small fell from the stone wall.
Shanta's whole body trembled. He dug it out?
A few of them quickly stepped forward and shone their flashlights over at the same time.
It was as if a spotlight had been shone on the stone wall, focusing on the spot that had just been chiseled, as if welcoming the birth of a dazzling star.
At the chisel, there was something reflecting the light from the flashlights.
As the commanding officer of the base, Shanta's emotions were in turmoil at this moment. Even his speech was somewhat incoherent. "... This is it?"
"Should I dig it out?" Edmund asked.
"No, let me do it!" Shanta took the pickaxe handed to him by a soldier and carefully chiseled out the piece from the stone wall. He meticulously removed the attachments, revealing a small piece of ore that was similar to the one Fang Zhao had dug out previously. The difference was that the piece that had just been dug out was slightly larger than the one that Fang Zhao had dug out previously.
Shanta gently picked up the freshly dug out ore and used the equipment that the engineers had brought in specially used to detect power ores to examine it.
The camera pointed at the display screen on the equipment and watched as the strip representing the energy level extended forward. As expected, the strip only stopped after crossing the standard line of "A".
Edmund glanced at the measuring equipment, then looked at Fang Zhao and mumbled, "He... he really can hear it!"
Although they felt that it was unimaginable, everything that had happened before their eyes clearly proved that what Fang Zhao had said was true!
What kind of ears did he have to be able to hear the sound of ore so accurately?
Could he really be like the mythical Diting in the legends?
"How much more of this ore is there in this mine?" Shanta's voice was somewhat shaky. His gaze toward Fang Zhao was no longer as sharp as before. Instead, it contained a kind of suppressed ecstasy and gratitude.
"There is still quite a bit. If we continue to dig deeper, we will dig out even more. As for how much, we will need to upgrade the detector to detect it," Fang Zhao said.
"Good! Hahahaha! "
Shanta could no longer hold back. He laughed heartily and gave Fang Zhao a thumbs up.
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