The Extraordinary Exploration of Global Live Broadcast

As soon as I introduced myself, the screen message started to go crazy.

Time is tight, and Wang Dali still has less than 50 seconds of prime time.

The bad news about the shipwreck must be told within these fifty seconds, so that people all over the world will know.

Wang Dali was even more excited, he had to take a deep breath quickly, otherwise Wang Dali would wonder if he was suffocating.

"It's a pity to tell everyone a news!"

"I am not a hacker"

"Fak, let’s get down to business. I’m live broadcast. My name is Wang Dali. Please remember my name, because this name will soon be remembered by the world."

"Well, I'm a little off topic, dear viewers, I'm getting back to business again. Just now, the Brunei Queen heading to Sumatra hit a rock and sank!"

As time raced against each other, Wang Dali's tone paused for a while, and continued to speak quickly.

"Just like the Titanic on April 15, 1912, there is a big party of superstars and rich people aboard the Queen of Brunei. Unfortunately, the ship sank and I have not seen other survivors. , And myself, I am struggling in the sea, and I will be swallowed up by huge waves at any time!"

After talking nervously and quickly, Wang Dali glanced at it, exactly one minute.

He sighed, Mahler Gobi, he really pinched it!

Wang Dali's voice fell, and there was a boo swiping on the live broadcast screen in his mind.

At the same time, the 30 most visited portals on the global Internet disappeared without a trace.

"Fak, Fak, Fak, it's gone, it's gone, oh my God, we can't catch it, we can't even find any clues about it—"

Countless website operation and maintenance personnel held their heads and wailed in incredible expressions: "It is absolutely a wandering spirit. No, he is the **** of the hacker world. With such technology, he will be omnipotent!"

Today Mijian News Headquarters.

Director Paul looked at the disappearing pop-up window blankly, looked down at the beautiful assistant who was working for him and said: "My dear, what was the **** Chinese who popped up just saying?"

The assistant spit out the "experience" in vain, then thought for a while and said: "It seems to be saying that the Brunei Queen was sunk?"

"Oh-my God, God!"

Paul jumped up and shouted, "Is it true? Damn it, didn't we send a reporter to follow up?"

"BOSS, the reporter in front seems to have lost contact more than half an hour ago!" the assistant said weakly.

"What, lost contact, what the hell, aren't there other stars on the cruise ship? Hurry up and call our friendly celebrities, rich people, playboys, and celebrities, hurry, now!"

"Yes, BOSS!" The female assistant hurriedly unlocked the screen of the phone, calling the numbers one by one.

"What's the matter?" Paul frowned.

"Boss, I don't know what's wrong, none of them are in the service area, I can't get through, oh my God, they lost contact collectively!"

"Oh, God, that's true, the Brunei Queen really wrecked!"

Paul held his head, screamed and rushed out of the office, yelling at nearly a hundred busy subordinates outside: "Fak, everyone quickly confirm whether the **** video just now is true. Once confirmed, Arrange my headlines for tomorrow’s front page now!"

"Yeah, Bo!" The subordinates hurriedly bowed their heads and were busy.

The female assistant ran out, approached Paul, and whispered: "BOSS, you didn't close the zipper!"

"Oh, Xuete—" Paul hurriedly lifted his hips, covered his crotch with both hands, and hurriedly pulled the zipper up. Nima, it's a shame, more than one hundred subordinates, seeing that they are making a fool of themselves, maybe they are laughing at themselves in their hearts, Fak!

Like the headquarters of Mijian News today, the global network, one hundred and ninety countries and regions, news organizations, entertainment organizations, business organizations, and various groups of consortia, everyone who sees or hears the news is all fried.

Some people knocked on the WDL international domain name and opened the Super Discovery website.

Wang Dali endured the cold water and looked at the light screen in his mind. The number of online people displayed on the live broadcast skyrocketed, and he couldn't help but exult.

"80000!"

"100,000!"

"300000!"

"500000!"

"1000000!"

"2 million!"

Wang Dali was shocked, Nima, this is too strong, right? It surpassed 2 million all at once?

Rely on the ground, there are so many idlers in this world who don’t do anything serious, just watch the live broadcast of brother?

Could it be the shipwreck of the Brunei Queen that detonated the entire global Internet? Detonate the whole world?

Oooooooooo—

Wang Dali laughed arrogantly in his heart.

Nima, my Wang Dali also has such a highly anticipated day.

At a glance, on the live screen, swiping information like a waterfall scrolled quickly.

"Please confirm the authenticity of the shipwreck of Queen Brunei—"

"Are there really many big stars, rich people, big playboys, and ladies on the cruise ship?"

"It's a rumor!"

"I have called the FBI—"

"I have used satellites to find Queen Brunei!"

"Grass, I called a few friends who got on the cruise ship, but they couldn't get through!"

"I'm going to force it to sink!"

"Great, all the rich are dead!"

"The Titanic incident reappears!"

"Anchor 666, the sunken ship is not dead, Diosi is good for life!"

"Are you the only survivor?"

"The anchor is fierce, you say, the whole world has been fried!"

Wang Dali glanced at the reward system again, the corner of his eyes jumped, from small red envelopes to big red envelopes, from small swords to big swords, from small planes to large planes, and then to space battleships.

Nima, this is all money!

There are so many trenches in this world! If you post a message, you can grab a wave of money. What's the difference between this and bank robbery?