An hour later.
Night had fallen, and the lights were shining brightly. Helrom's heartland was filled with restlessness. The Protos Empire's iconic building—the Helrom Broadcasting Company's studio tower—had just finished broadcasting a grand interview program on the crystal screen, switching instead to other live interviews.
At this hour, the building appeared even more magnificent. Beams from the marquee at the top swept through Helrom's night sky, drawing even more attention.
A huge crowd had already gathered beneath the Helrom Broadcasting Company building. As if summoned by some emotion, they had poured in from all directions, clogging the traffic around the building. Every face was filled with excitement and admiration, and their eyes darted constantly toward the glass-door exit, afraid they might miss the long-awaited figure.
The Helrom Garrison Hall had dispatched additional squads of officers to maintain order. Clearly, the response to tonight's interview and the residents' enthusiasm for Luo Qi McCarthy had far exceeded their expectations.
Around the outer edge of the crowd beneath the building, many media reporters were busy at work. They held recording equipment and microphones, trying to find a better position among the people.
The Helrom Broadcasting Company's own reporters were even more tireless. Immediately after the interview program, they began selecting citizens nearby with eager expressions and asking them to share their opinions of that political celebrity. This promising young politician seemed to provoke an intense public response with everything he said and did.
Those selected for interviews could even look up and watch the interview being broadcast live on the crystal screen atop the Helrom Broadcasting Company building.
This sort of follow-up program continued to heat up the atmosphere, making it impossible to imagine what a spectacle it would become the moment that man walked out of the building.
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