The ceremonial salutes rose, and military music played on.
The steel fortress, brimming with a sci-fi aesthetic, floated silently on the boundless sea. National flags were planted all around it, with colorful flags adding decoration. The electromagnetic railguns and laser emitters, as if they had stepped out of a science-fiction movie, drew everyone's eyes. On this tiny planet, some people were deeply worried about it, while others slapped their desks in excitement, their faces flushed red.
An You held her phone and watched the warship behemoth on the livestream. She looked at the suited representatives of An Chuan Heavy Industry and An Shi Military Industry, then glanced back at An Yang, who was expertly cracking eggs in the kitchen while wearing an apron. Suddenly, the contrast felt far too great.
Could a group capable of building advanced nuclear-powered aircraft carriers, strategic bombers, and nuclear submarines really be his?
An You found it hard to believe.
She lowered her head and continued watching her phone.
Because of its connections with An Chuan Heavy Industry, An Shi Media had gained the honor of livestreaming this grand occasion. While other news platforms were still using words and pictures to describe the excitement of the moment, An Shi Media had already pushed the livestream onto the trending lists of the major search engines, while also sending links to the livestream to its own news websites and apps.
By now, those major online news platforms and self-media outlets that had been unable to reach the scene were probably watching the livestream jointly broadcast by An Shi Media and An Shi Network while writing their articles.
The number of viewers in the livestream spoke for itself.
Even after An You filtered out ninety percent of the comments, all kinds of text still flashed across the screen