When people arrived at Phantom Immortal Technology's offline experience stores, they were dumbfounded.
What was going on?
Damn! The sight brought to mind the crowds at disaster relief distributions in ancient times, with long lines stretching hundreds of meters.
There had to be over a thousand people waiting.
It was only around seven in the evening, with more than twelve hours left until sales began the next day.
Did people really have that much free time these days?
Besides Young Man in their twenties and thirties, there were even middle-aged men and women in their forties and fifties in line. Were they that enthusiastic about electronics too?
This was not happening in just one city, but in every city in Huaxia—as long as it had a Phantom Immortal Technology offline experience store.
Phantom Immortal Technology had nearly three thousand offline experience stores nationwide. Although the lines outside stores in smaller cities were shorter, they still had at least two or three hundred people.
Just what did that mean?
The people witnessing this had yet to realize it was a nationwide phenomenon. They were simply astonished by the Phantom Spirit Phone's powerful appeal.
Once their surprise wore off, they began to hesitate.
With so many people in line, did the stores have enough stock?
If they waited all night and failed to buy anything, wouldn't that be miserable?
Outside an offline experience store on Chunxi Road in Rongcheng, a young man with a crew cut who had just arrived stopped Young Man at the back of the line. "Hey, man, why did you start lining up so early?"
Young Man turned and glared at him. "Are you making fun of me, buddy? Can't you see the nearly thousand people ahead of me? I'm already late."
The crew-cut young man coughed and