In the seats near the VIP room, about half of the people stayed because William and D 'Dario were sitting still.
The news was reported to the suite's butler. The butler immediately knocked on the door and came in. He stood beside William's chair and bowed to ask in a low voice, "Sir, do you need me to tell the staff to clear the venue?"
William stood up and saw that there were about 300 people who had not left. He turned to the butler and asked, "How many people can this theater seat?"
The butler immediately replied. "Excluding the private rooms, there are a total of 1,128 seats."
"After your boss, Old Smith, lost the bet back then, even though he cheated, he was still very reasonable and paid all the money that belonged to me.
Tell all of Las Vegas that Caesars Palace will hold the world's first holographic projection movie at 12 o 'clock sharp. Other than the private rooms, it will be first come, first served until it's full. "
"Holographic projection?"
Although the butler only had a vague idea of holographic projection in his heart, since William Devonshire said this, it was definitely not as simple as the X-ray projection outside.
Moreover, according to William's words, his boss, Mr. Smith, wanted to cheat back then. In the end, he was pressed to the ground by William before he obediently paid the money.
William gently tapped on his headset. "Connect to the wireless channel of the theater staff."
Without waiting for a second, Sunday replied, "The channel is connected."
"Ahem, ahem." He coughed twice, attracting all the theater staff with walkie-talkies. "I'm William Devonshire, the person in charge of the scene from now until 2 o 'clock in the morning.
Let me tell you a piece of good news. In three hours, each of you will receive a $2,000 overtime bonus from me. So, guys, don't make any mistakes, or the bonus will be gone. "
As soon as they heard that there was a $2,000 bonus, no one complained anymore.
Listening to the thanks, William smiled and said to the butler, "Get someone to open the backstage channel to the outside. A hundred drones will fly in later."
"Yes, sir."
Although William, a super VIP, had special privileges and could do whatever he wanted, when the bonus came out, even the butler of the suite, who had a monthly income of nearly 20,000 yuan, felt happy that his efforts had paid off, not to mention the staff below him who might not even have a monthly salary of 2,000 yuan.
Backstage, the actress who was removing her makeup looked at the staff member who was walking faster than usual in confusion. "What happened?"
Unfortunately, William had said that if there was a mistake, all the bonuses would be gone. The staff members instinctively felt that confidentiality was also a standard for mistakes. For the sake of the bonuses for themselves and others, it would be strange if they told the actors.
Within a few minutes, the nearby police had sent dozens of people over, all for the sake of freeloading US dollars. Less than five minutes after the police arrived, a group of high-end cars drove over.
Since William had deliberately mentioned Old Smith, the butler would naturally tell his boss about it.
Old Smith, who had already retired, thought that there were only about 800 seats left in the theater. If he directly announced the news to the public, not to mention the guests in the hotel, even his own boss might not have a seat when he went in.
Soon, the VIPs in the hotel received the notice. Then, Old Smith began to call his friends in Las Vegas. In short, he called whoever was important first.
To William, he naturally hoped to ensure the participation of a portion of ordinary people. The higher the status of the people, the better.
"Mr. Devonshire, Mr. Devonshire."
When he heard someone calling him in the theater, William lowered his head slightly and saw a few young people standing by the seats, waving their hands to attract his attention.
He smiled and waved at them. The person who had shouted earlier asked loudly, "Mr. Devonshire, are there any more programs later?"
William smiled and nodded. The more than 300 audience members below suddenly became excited.
"Since the staff and security didn't chase us away, does that mean we can stay?"
Looking at more than 300 pairs of expectant eyes, William laughed and then nodded again under their worried gazes.
"Yes."
After receiving a positive answer, everyone cheered happily.
Although they did not know what the program was later, seeing that there were already many rich men and women in the venue, and William, the big boss, was there, only a fool would leave.
Not to mention, who wouldn't want to watch something free?
At 11: 47 pm, Old Smith, who had rushed over, knocked on the door of the VIP room.
When the suite's butler saw his boss, he immediately whispered behind William, "Sir, Mr. Smith is here."
William turned around and saw that Old Smith's hair had already turned completely white. He couldn't help but be stunned. In less than eight years, this old man had already become so old?
"Hi, William, I didn't expect that we would meet again one day."
William shook Old Smith's hand, shook it, and sighed. "I didn't expect that when I saw you again, you would have aged so much."
Probably because he could tell that William was only concerned about his physical condition, Old Smith did not feel offended like his two sons behind him.
He patted William's arm and laughed loudly. "It's okay, son. I'm already 86 years old, of course I'm old.
However, to be able to witness the child who dared to put pineapples everywhere in my hotel become the most powerful person in the world step by step, I can be considered a witness to history. "
'Put pineapples everywhere? The most powerful person? '
These words instantly caused everyone to be bewildered.
'Eight years ago, William dared to put fried eggs in the property of an American tycoon? 'And from the looks of it, Old Smith didn't dare to pursue the matter?
'Also, isn't William just the richest person? When did he become the most powerful person? '
However, everyone immediately remembered that the old man with his back facing them was the owner of three luxury hotels in Las Vegas. He had seen much more darkness than people in the film industry.
Before Old Smith's two sons arrived, their father had told them not to offend William. Otherwise, the Smith family would become history overnight. Their expressions turned ugly.
However, when they saw William frowning at them, the two men, who were already in their fifties or sixties, immediately smiled, causing William's frown to deepen.
He looked at Old Smith, whose hair was all white, regretfully.
Old Smith seemed to know what William was thinking. He shook his head with a smile and pulled William to the balcony of the private room. "Not everyone can have a perfect heir."
He stood up and nodded to Dadario, who looked a little timid. Old Smith continued with a mocking expression, "You'll definitely have a bigger headache than me in the future, William."
William understood that the old man was talking about the problem of having too many women. "Don't worry, your kingdom is in Las Vegas, and my kingdom has crossed the realm of human imagination. I'm even worried that there won't be enough heirs to inherit my territory."
"That, that's good."
Looking at the disbelieving Old Smith, William actually didn't have much confidence. After all, he didn't have any children.
The only advantage was that he could probably live for a very, very long time, and he had enough strength to suppress all discord.
"Mr. Devonshire, it'll be midnight in five minutes. What do you think?"
When he heard the suite butler's prompt, William nodded with a smile. With a thought, hundreds of holographic drones appeared in the sky two kilometers above Las Vegas and rushed down to the Caesar Hotel.
In just ten seconds, the hundreds of drones entered a specially opened backstage channel and flew along the stage lights to the theater hall.
Sunday's report said that the drones were ready, and not only had Obadiah and the others come, even Stark, who had been hiding in another hotel, had rushed over with Little Chili.
The theater hall was already filled with all kinds of rich and powerful people in Las Vegas.
William smiled and said, "Then let's begin."
After the order was given, everyone present saw a blue light sweep across the theater in just a few seconds.
Before the audience could panic, William smiled and nodded at Old Smith. He kissed D 'Dario on the cheek and suddenly jumped onto the balcony railing.
This action quickly attracted everyone's attention.
Amidst the shock and confusion, the leather shoes on his feet, which had turned from Sentinel armor, started to transform into golden combat boots.
Blue flames spewed out from the soles of the shoes and pushed William into the air, spinning in circles.
"God."
For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded by William, who was floating in the air, but after a few seconds, everyone realized that this was super technology that could float and fly with just a pair of shoes.
If they bought a pair of shoes like this, wouldn't they be able to fly however they wanted?
After flying for nearly two minutes, it was 12 o 'clock sharp. William flew in the direction of the stage.
Half a meter away from the stage, the golden Sentinel armor changed again, turning back into the shiny leather shoes, causing everyone to exclaim in admiration once more, and even shriek in excitement.
William smiled and tapped on his earphones. Sunday immediately connected to the sound system of the theater.
"Good evening, I'm William Devonshire. As for the series of titles that take about one or two minutes to finish, it's better to just skip them, lest you think I'm showing off."
"Ha, hahaha."
Listening to the disorderly laughter, William shook his head, "Well, as long as I'm standing here, I'm probably showing off. Let's get to the main topic."
After saying that, he patted his chest lightly. Under the control of his mind, the Sentinel armor deliberately slowed down and began to transform into a golden holy robe.
As the holy robe covered his whole body, a fiery red cloak began to extend along the armor on his shoulders. After William floated in the air, the cloak swayed behind him without any wind.
Seeing that everyone was dazzled, they were scared and excited and made all kinds of sounds.
But this was not the end. As William's thoughts floated, little blue electric lights began to appear on the armor, slowly elongating into streaks of lightning that floated around him.
When some of the lightning bolts intersected with each other, they could even produce crackling sounds and thunderous booms.
This time, the audience sitting in the front row were so scared that they instinctively wanted to lean back. There were even people who directly left their seats and ran five or six meters away to stand in the aisle and look at the stage in surprise.
This old man was probably really attracted by the armor and the lightning. Although he was scared to death and would immediately escape if he found out that something was wrong, he still stood in the aisle and looked at William.
"Alright, I apologize for scaring you guys. There was originally a performance of frost and fire, but it seems like it's better to skip it."
After putting away the lightning on the armor, William landed on the stage and took off the helmet of the Gemini Holy Robe. He smiled and said, "If anyone feels that it's dangerous, you can leave now."
"NO, NO, NO." The people sitting in the front row did not say anything, but the people in the middle and back row all began to feel dissatisfied.
After seeing that William could casually put away the lightning, and with so many people present, no one thought that someone of William's status and status would really cause an accident in front of everyone.
Many people immediately shouted at the old man who was scared out of his seat to scram and coward.
"Alright, alright, be quiet and be civilized. Let that old man choose for himself," William said with a smile. He did not care if that guy would sit back down, and a ball of flames immediately appeared on his body.
"Unbelievable, God, this is too unbelievable."
Seeing William surrounded by flames, the audience shouted and screamed in excitement.
However, very quickly, someone sitting in the front row suddenly shouted, "I don't feel any heat, I don't feel any heat, this is fake, this is fake."
The person who shouted even stood up and wanted to reach out his hand to touch the flames that were deliberately restrained by William.
The dozen or so security guards on both sides of the stage immediately heard Sunday's voice and rushed forward to pull him back.
While the scene was in chaos, William pushed the flames on his body into the air in the theater. When the flames soared into the sky, his body also disappeared in an instant, leaving behind a holographic projection that appeared behind the stage's curtain.
The audience, who were so scared by the flames that they almost had a heart attack, screamed for a few seconds before suddenly realizing that the flames seemed to be nailed in the air. They did not spread, nor did they dissipate.
"Does it look good?"
William's teasing voice came from the sound system, attracting the attention of all the audience back to the stage.
William, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, walked out step by step from behind the curtain with a smile on his face.
Looking at the two William, who were dressed differently but had the same face, everyone quickly thought that all this was really fake.
The applause immediately sounded sparsely, waking up the stunned audience, and then the applause of the live audience accompanied by whistles and screams resounded throughout the theater.
After nodding to the audience for nearly a minute, William clapped his hands with a smile, then raised his hand and snapped his fingers in public.
The flames that were still suspended in the air disappeared little by little, then turned into small blue stars that floated around in the air.
Finally, all the stars gathered together and turned into a huge Earth with a diameter of ten meters. As it slowly floated towards William, it also kept getting smaller, and finally, it was sandwiched between his index finger and thumb.
Under the watchful eyes of the audience, William blew at the small Earth that was emitting a bright light between his fingers.
The Earth really seemed to be blown up by the wind and floated towards the holographic projection wearing the Holy Armor.
When the projected Earth came into contact with William's projection, a ray of light suddenly shone down from the sky. William, who was wearing the Holy Armor, melted like ice meeting extremely hot flames. He melted into water droplets and slowly melted away.
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