On January 10 of the New Calendar, the Divine Eagle Federation, which should have been enjoying another peaceful day, found itself in a state of uncertainty.
The Federation government and its states had long been laying the groundwork for the Presidential Address set to begin today, and the publicity campaign had been building for some time.
Nearly all citizens knew that President Joey Cleveland, whose style was rather unconventional, would deliver an address to the entire populace on January 10. Rumors had long claimed that this speech would reveal the greatest secret of the Federation, and even of the entire world.
People at the bottom of society made all kinds of guesses. Some believed it concerned the truth behind the war, while others thought it would reveal other secrets, such as the existence of aliens.
Of course, quite a few had guessed correctly.
During this period, the numbers of Transcendentals and Contactees had both surged.
But compared to the Federation's hundreds of millions of citizens, they had still been little more than ripples.
Today was different.
Inside the President's Office, that solemn place every Federation citizen had seen countless times on television, Joey Cleveland stood in formal attire, his expression grave as he faced the cameras.
The spacious office was packed with people: high-ranking officials from the Presidential Palace, agents, reporters, and the supernatural advisors seated neatly along one side.
As the chief advisor, Tang Qi naturally stood at the center. He watched as the person in charge of the broadcast made a gesture.
With a flicker of the image, citizens throughout the Federation saw the same face at that very instant.
Across dozens of states, in cities large and small, in villages and towns, hundreds of millions of people had gathered before their screens after days of relentless publicity.