Under the gaze of three police officers, heads peeking from the surrounding tall buildings, and countless viewers,
The performer, along with the entire opera house, slowly vanished into the street.
Leaving nothing behind.
Only the sounds of opera lingered in their ears and hearts.
"The wolves, tigers, and leopards have been driven away. Rest in peace."
"Our country has become strong. We have hunting rifles now. One comes, we shoot one; a pair comes, we shoot them both!"
"This is our land. We'll handle the defense from now on!"
On the bullet screen,
Lines of text, lines of oaths, drifted by.
These were words they wanted to say to their ancestors,
And words they said to themselves.
When the youth are strong, the nation is strong.
Seeds had been sown in their hearts, taking root and sprouting.
The future of China will surely become stronger and more brilliant!
...
On the street,
In the tall buildings on both sides, more and more heads gathered at the windows to watch.
Spring had arrived in the mortal realm.
The sun was warm, and a gentle breeze swept through their hair.
On them, there were no longer any traces of war.
The opera house under the tree was gone.
Before long,
A tavern's sign was hung up.
People came and went from it.
It was as if one could still hear the hawkers' calls beside the tavern.
A small stray child squatted in the shadows opposite the tavern.
Biting its finger, its eyes were fixed on the people inside the tavern.
...
Obsessions appeared on Hongyang Road, one after another.
There were those of humble origins and those of high status.
Some remembered national grievances and hatred, some were unwilling to finish the meat in their mouths, some wanted to protect the new shoes their mothers had mended, some held infants swaddled in their arms, crying for their daughters by the well...
They were all members of this land, part of the long river of history.
Seeing them, the viewers felt as if they were witnessing a microcosm of different eras.
Discussions online fermented rapidly, trending topics, short videos, news...
One after another.
It reached a point where almost everyone in the country knew about it.
By nightfall, the crowds watching on both sides of Hongyang Road had formed a sea of people.
The police maintaining order had also increased severalfold.
Even, the viewers noticed.
Among the officials who arrived, there were those of even higher rank.
Clearly,
The higher authorities were also paying close attention to what was happening here.
...
The phenomena on Hongyang Road lasted for a day and a night.
The Live Stream: Daily Healing in the Underworld also ran for a day and a night.
However,
Midway through the broadcast, Jiang Lin left the livestream ball and returned to the Underworld first.
A captain was enough to guard this place.
On his way back to the Eighteenth Hall,
System prompts sounded in Jiang Lin's ears from time to time.
"Ding~ Congratulations to the host for completing the daily task: Promoting Underworld Culture. Points +1000!"
"Ding~ Congratulations to the host for completing the daily task: Livestream for two hours (1/3). Points +1000!"
"Ding~ Congratulations to the host for completing the daily task: Obtaining 1000 points of Faith Heart..."
...
At the same time,
The Eighteenth Hall was bustling with activity.
Little figures darted back and forth within.
"Quick, quick, get these done too."
"I heard your master is still working outside."
"What if he comes back early?"
"Stop chatting and get to work!"
Listening to the busy sounds within the hall,
The gate guards, Niu Xiaoguo and Xu Duo Bao, couldn't help but peek inside frequently.
Just a moment ago,
The little white kitten (the robot ball), along with its companions, had rushed into the Eighteenth Hall.
They were all in a hurry and didn't let them help.
Most importantly, they had to be alerted if the captain returned.
'What are they doing?'
The two gate-guarding ghosts exchanged glances.
'Decorating the Eighteenth Hall?'
'Are they preparing some surprise for the captain?'
'Surprise? Is there a holiday recently?'
Xu Duo Bao and Niu Xiaoguo began to ponder.
It seemed like it wasn't long after the New Year.
Could it be the captain's birthday? The captain hadn't celebrated birthdays in years.
The anniversary of the Eighteenth Hall's establishment?
Their Eighteenth Hall didn't usually celebrate that.
Amidst the two ghosts' wild speculations,
From afar, they saw a white figure rapidly approaching.
"Ahem!"
The two ghosts cleared their throats in unison, coughing forcefully.
As if suffering from a serious illness.
Hearing the sound, the little ones inside the hall
Seemed startled, and clattering sounds of collision echoed.
A few seconds later,
It became quiet again.
Xu Duo Bao and Niu Xiaoguo didn't know if they had hidden or what.
But in an instant,
The captain's figure appeared before the entrance of the Eighteenth Hall.
"Captain, hello!"
"Captain, hello!"
The two ghosts immediately straightened their bodies, their faces serious, acting as diligent gate-guarding ghosts.
A cold wind blew.
The white figure had entered the hall.
As soon as Jiang Lin arrived in the courtyard, he sensed something was amiss.
He swept his senses over,
And discovered many strange metal objects within the Eighteenth Hall.
Further back,
A group of little ones were hiding in a corner.
Their eyes wide open, their mouths covered.
Their ears perked up, paying attention to the movements outside.
...