The text on the virtual panel comes to an end.

Lin Tuo thought silently, put away the entire panel, and then started to deal with the follow-up matters.

Put the clone back into the body...turn off the flashlight, remove the support frame fixed on the sand table...pour the cold strong tea into your stomach, pack the takeaway boxes, instant noodles, snacks, and put on toothpaste

, wash up in the morning sunshine.

Fortunately, there was no one else at home.

His slovenly appearance prevented anyone from seeing him.

After finishing all this, Lin Tuo threw himself on the chair, feeling exhausted and as if his body was overdrawn.

"I actually taught for five days and four nights? I feel like the teachers in the remedial class are not as diligent as me..."

Silently complaining in his heart, Lin Tuo looked at the sand table where "Time Acceleration" had been re-activated, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

"Five days and four nights" is of course an imaginary reference, and I took a lot of breaks during it, but overall, it was indeed a big project, and fortunately the final effect looks pretty good.

The final scene of "flying away in the air" was something he had planned for a long time.

The purpose is mainly to further strengthen authority.

"Such an exit method will definitely leave a deep impression on the Chi Kingdom's ruling and opposition parties. In this way, out of reverence for gods or saints, the development policy I have formulated for them can probably be implemented smoothly."

Of course, all this won't have immediate results.

As civilization evolves in the sandbox and social complexity increases, the proportion of time flow rate will further decrease.

Lin Tuo estimated that it would take at least a day or two before the ether in creative mode would see a significant improvement.

Anyway, as long as it's faster than normal, the work is not in vain.

As for the ether in "observation mode"...well, even though more than a week has passed, the ether concentration in the Yangcheng area is still in a "low" state.

There is no way...

With a slight sigh, Lin Tuo raised his hand and picked up his phone, preparing to order breakfast and then catch up on his sleep.

But at this moment, suddenly, a series of messages popped up on the chat software.

Lin Tuo clicked in and found that it was a non-work group in the former company department. The group leader had just sent a message and @all the members, which immediately attracted many people.

"what happened?"

"What's wrong?"

Group leader: "Look at the link I sent! Live broadcast of force blasting in Tucker Desert!"

Seeing this line of writing, Lin Tuo didn't feel sleepy at all.

Explosive force!

After thinking for a moment, he remembered that he had indeed seen rumors in the past two days. Because all detection methods had failed one by one, the research team outside the Tucker Desert seemed to be preparing to try armed blasting.

That is, burying a large amount of explosives and blasting the "magnificent wall", that is, the outer shell of the sandbox isolation cover, at a fixed point.

This plan has been proposed a long time ago, but has never been passed.

Lin Tuo still remembered that some people on the Internet had previously judged that if there was no progress in the research, forceful blasting would be almost inevitable.

Unexpectedly, this plan was not only passed, but would also be implemented this early in the morning.

In fact, it was Lin Tuo who mainly invested his energy in sand table teaching and did not learn about this matter at the first time.

Fortunately, someone posted it in the group, otherwise I would have missed it.

…

He sat up straight and thought for a moment. Instead of clicking on it directly, he used the laptop on the table to open the link in the group chat and successfully jumped to a live broadcast room.

The title of the live broadcast room is unusually direct:

"Go straight to the scene of the explosion of Tucker's black box!"

I looked at the anchor and saw that it was not the official media. Come to think of it, this kind of thing is not a rocket launch. There is no reason to give you an official live broadcast.

In theory, the area surrounding blasting should be under martial law.

"I don't know how this anchor filmed..."

Lin Tuo murmured in his heart, and then soon discovered that the picture in the live broadcast room was really blurry.

The camera seemed to be mounted at a high point, and with the help of some machinery or algorithm, it zoomed in and magnified the very distant picture.

As a result, the picture is extremely blurry, and only a long highway, vehicles on the roadside, and vaguely busy workers can be seen.

And further away, that magnificent wall.

Obviously, the location of the explosion was far away from the anchor, and it was probably only possible to see the explosion and fire.

As for why the explosion point was not chosen in a more remote location, far away from the crowd, it is unknown. It is probably due to various practical factors.

Looking at the upper left corner of the webpage, the popularity of the live broadcast room has exceeded 200,000, and it is still growing rapidly. Every second, a large number of accounts are pouring in.

They are probably all netizens who were attracted.

On the barrage, messages scrolled quickly:

"Isn't it? Is there really a live broadcast? Live broadcast, the anchor is awesome!"

"This is too blurry to be mosaic, host, are you serious? What are you looking at when the picture is so blurry?"

"That's right, this was taken across the Milky Way, right?"

"Haha, take off your glasses and change from coded to uncensored. I support you, host."

"Okay, stop arguing...it'll be nice if you can watch."

Netizens discussed it heatedly.

Some people expressed dissatisfaction, and some were using 666, but overall, the atmosphere was good. After all, everyone knew that it was impossible for outsiders to get close to this kind of blasting test.

If the selected location was not special, even this would not be visible.

In the live broadcast room, the anchor did not show his face and seemed to be adjusting the camera. At this time, he also said in an apologetic tone:

"I'm sorry everyone, I really have no choice. The distance is too far, so I can only get this clarity."

"fine."

"It doesn't matter."

"Anchor, please ignore those trolls."

A barrage passed by.

Immediately, Lin Tuo listened to the unknown anchor explain:

"Look, everyone, the picture shows the scheduled blasting site. You may not be able to see it clearly. Let me tell you what I learned.

Since last night, people have arrived and started laying explosion points.

You see, right here...this section of the Magnificent Wall...there is a military blockade nearby, of course we can't see clearly, and we will probably try to blast it later..."

In the live broadcast room, more and more people are pouring in.

Lin Tuo's expression was constantly changing while sitting in front of the computer.

Although intellectually, he believed that with the ability displayed by the "Evolution Sandbox", he was absolutely not afraid of human thermal weapons, but emotionally, he was still a little nervous subconsciously.

However, compared to him, the people in the blockade area far away in the Tucker Desert were undoubtedly more nervous.

…

A section of the Tucker Desert.

Within the cordoned off area.

At this moment, the early morning sun has risen, illuminating the vast land. From this angle, large areas of the magnificent wall also show a mixture of black and gold colors.

Amidst the deafening roar of machinery, the atmosphere in the entire blockade area was tense and depressing.

In the distance, soldiers transferred from a nearby corps were busy setting up blasting points, and there were a large number of people outside to block off the area.

Further away, there are firepower points to guard against possible "accidental risks."

And in the distance that people can't see, special forces have set up missile launchers, waiting for instructions.

…

Outside the danger range.

Inside a temporary camp.

A group of scholars gathered here. They did not wear white coats, just simple coats, and their faces were covered with fatigue.

The few in the middle had gray and sparse hair, and looked solemnly at the black "magnificent wall".

"How long will it take before we can start?" Suddenly, someone asked through the communicator.

"The explosives have been planted, and the final round of inspections is underway... It is expected that personnel will evacuate in ten minutes." A very calm voice came from the other side.

"good."
To be continued...