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Just as night falls in Washington, if someone can monitor the global news media and the Internet at the same time, he will be shocked to find that at this moment, the news and videos of the "fall of the White House" all occupy the list and the homepage of the website. Countless netizens refresh the online world with millions of remarks per second, as if the whole world is boiling.

In Donghai City, opposite the Pacific Ocean, due to the time difference, the rising sun in winter is slowly rising. The fat man was awakened by an alarm. He touched his phone in a daze and found that he had pressed the home button but had no response. He found that he had no power and turned off.

Then I suddenly remembered that it seemed that I had drunk too much last night, which caused me to forget to charge my phone.

Fortunately, he had a spare phone. He stood up and washed his face and brushed his teeth. He slowly took out the SIM card and replaced it with another phone. Unexpectedly, he just turned on the phone and received four or five text messages in a row.

"Fatty, what are you doing? You can't get up and read the news."

The first text message came from his friend Lao Cai, which was a bit strange. I sent a text message in the middle of the night to let him get up to read the news?

The fat man put his phone in his pocket, changed into leather shoes, opened the door and walked out.

While waiting for the elevator, he opened the second text message.

"Fatty, why are you shutting down? I asked you to get up and read the news. Something big happened!"

Something big happened?

The fat man is a little funny. What big thing can I get up to read the news? Is the sun coming out from the west, or is it a fight between North Korea? It is impossible for the United States to declare war on China, right?

"bite."

The elevator has arrived.

The fat man walked in quickly and waited for the elevator to arrive at the underground parking lot. He found his Volkswagen, got in the car, connected his mobile phone Bluetooth, and then opened the third text message.

"Fatty, damn it, I didn't believe in God before, but I was convinced this time. There may be really God in this world."

The third text message completely made the fat man confused. What is this? Is Old Cai crazy?

Thinking of this, he clicked on the fourth text message, which was not from Lao Cai, but from another colleague.

"Fatty, why didn't the computer be turned on? You can't call."

The winter morning is still as usual. The fat man activates the music without thinking too much. He stepped on the accelerator and drove out of the underground parking lot and headed towards the company's location.

"Hey, today's cars... seem to be much less?"

As soon as I got out, the fat man realized something was wrong. Compared with the traffic that was previously blocked, the number of cars this morning was significantly smaller, probably less than one-third of the usual appearance.

What kind of holiday is today?

After thinking about it carefully, the fat man was sure that he should go to work as usual today.

Let’s look at the time, it should be the peak hours of work.

It's strange.

The fat man smashed his mouth and tore a chewing gum with one hand and threw it into his mouth. Anyway, there were fewer cars. Although the company is located in the outer ring road and it would not be very congested when walking on the circular highway, the cars are much less than before, and it would be more comfortable to drive than before.

As usual, the fat man drove his car into the company's parking spot and was surprised to find that many colleagues came quite early today, and the parking spot was almost full of vehicles.

"It's weird, did you take the wrong medicine today?"

Tickling the back of his head, the fat man walked towards the building.

The building is not high, only ten floors, and the company is located on the eighth floor. The company has nearly 120 employees. In the city of Donghai, it can only be regarded as a small shrimp, and there is nothing worth paying attention to.

In the past, fat people were considered to be one of the early ones. However, today I walked into the company and found that many colleagues in the company's compartment had already arrived. Some were sitting in front of their computers with a solemn expression on their faces, while others were holding their phones and stuffing their headphones, so they were not afraid that their leaders would be criticized when they saw it.

But more people gathered in front of the big screen in the conference room, not knowing what they were looking at.

The fat man passing by the conference room leaned his head in and found that at least forty or fifty people were standing inside, staring at the projection screen together. He couldn't help but wonder, what's wrong? Even if he watched the Spring Festival Gala, there was no need to look like this, right?

Wait a minute, why is the boss in there too?

This was the first time that the fat man saw the boss standing among the employees. Not only did he not feel angry, but he was staring at the big screen like the people next to him.

"Damn, are you really taking the wrong medicine?"

Seeing that no one noticed him, the fat man walked in and patted a colleague on the shoulder: "I said Tang Yuan, are you... Huh?"

When he turned his eyes to the big screen, his curious expression suddenly stopped. The White House of the United States? Hum? Why is it floating in the sky? Damn, do you all gather in the conference room to watch American science fiction blockbusters so early in the morning?

He hasn't woken up yet, right?

Too many question marks appeared on the fat man's head, and he felt it was simply inexplicable. He was about to continue speaking, but found that Tang Yuan ignored him at all. In the face of his inquiry, he kept staring at the big screen without looking back.

"Well, why doesn't it look like a movie... This is Central Station 13, right?"

After a closer look, the fat man felt dizzy in his head. When did Central Station 13 start playing the movie?

"Okay, let's focus on analyzing the White House incident on January 14 this time. Sitting next to me is Professor Xue Kun from the Department of Physics of Peking University."

"Hello everyone."

"Professor Xue, do you think that the incident caused by the use of new technology or anti-gravity technology speculated online?"

"First of all, we cannot know this at present, because it occurs in the United States, and the United States cannot agree to us to conduct experiments and tests in person. Antigravity was originally derived from Einstein's general theory of relativity, but Einstein's theory explains why light has no mass and is bent in a strong gravitational field. As far as the theory is concerned, light is accompanied by the bending caused by mass in space and time, gravity has become one of the important characteristics of the universe. Therefore, the scientific community has always believed that antigravity is absurd and impossible to achieve..."

The professor on the screen answered the host's questions one by one, while the fat man behind everyone was stunned, feeling the illusion of doubting whether he had taken medicine himself today?

Otherwise, no matter how you read the style of this news, I think something is wrong?

Too much, this news is edited, right? It's from PS?

The White House, he read it right. The news is about the White House. Not only did the White House at the Center for American Rights have been hijacked, but he still floated to the sky? So much so that a professor from the Department of Physics of Peking University sat there explaining to everyone the source of anti-gravity?

This style is so weird.

It was so weird that the fat man wanted to be quiet.

Yes, he wants to be quiet.

Should he smoke a cigarette and sit there quietly?

"My head, my head is a little dizzy."

After touching his forehead, the fat man returned to his desk dizzyly, pressed the computer switch as usual, and sat there in a daze.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

Five minutes later, suddenly, the fat man used his mouse to open the news website as if he was crazy.

Sina, Tencent, Sohu, 360 News...

His expression became more and more desperate. Later, he even climbed over the wall and went abroad for a few rounds.

Finally, he had to admit that the strange world style was real. Just last night, when he was shutting down his phone because he was drunk, the previously calm world suddenly underwent a huge change.

No wonder, no wonder the text message sent by Lao Cai is so strange. I believe that he, who didn’t sleep last night, must have almost doubted his life.

No, it should be that there are countless people across the country who are suspicious of their lives in their hearts and are constantly raped by the news so hard that they are numb to accept it.
Chapter completed!