The Global Special Events Coordinating Committee's broadcast was tantamount to an official announcement that supernatural phenomena truly exist.
This news was earth-shattering, stirring up unprecedented waves on social media platforms around the world. Countless Westerners were frantically spreading the content of the broadcast using all available means.
Many people were dragging their families to churches seeking shelter.
Large supermarkets were packed with people rushing to buy essential supplies.
Even gun stores, both big and small, were crammed with Western residents looking to purchase firearms and ammunition.
For a long time, church culture in Western countries has been quite strong, with many people still believing in the existence of demons.
Furthermore, the long-term effects of "happy education" have led to lower levels of education among many Westerners.
Adding to this the large number of low-quality immigrants,
the aftermath of the global broadcast saw outbreaks of plague-like riots in major cities across the West.
Fortunately, Western authorities weren't just sitting idly by. Before the global broadcast, they had already issued orders for major cities to enter a state of martial law. Armed vehicles took to the streets, suppressing the riots,
and a large number of petty thieves trying to take advantage of the situation were arrested,
as well as cult members attempting to spread prophecies of the apocalypse and the end of the world. Cult members who came out at this time were either stupid, malicious, or both.
If the West could still be controlled by local authorities, the situation in West Asia and North Africa was even worse. Some militants took the opportunity to cause trouble, and the sound of gunfire was even more lively than usual.
South Asia's White Elephant was not much better, with the lively street riots standing in stark contrast to the slow response of the White Elephant government.
Interestingly, regions like Africa and Latin America did not experience particularly lively riots. A significant portion of the residents in these areas had no internet or television, and had not even received the news that the Global Special Events Coordinating Committee was going to broadcast,
and even if they had received the news, they had no energy to cause riots.
These places were already volatile enough on a regular basis.
Armed forces ran rampant, and violent conflicts occurred daily, feeling no different from a so-called supernatural disaster.
It was truly dark humor.
As for East Asia, all riots caused by the global broadcast were controlled by local authorities to a relatively low level.
After all, it was dawn in East Asia, and many people had not yet woken up. Even if they were awake, they basically stayed safely indoors, not wandering around, under the admonition of official text messages.
Amidst the chaos, the residents of Yin City, staying in the temporary tent area in the suburbs, endured this uneasy Mid-Autumn Festival night.
The next morning, Li Ang queued up at the water supply point to get bottled water and used the toothpaste and toothbrush distributed by the containment center to wash up at the designated location.
The management system of the containment center was basically equivalent to the emergency management system during natural disasters,
and because the urban infrastructure inside and outside the city was intact, vehicles transporting emergency supplies and management and logistics personnel arrived very promptly and quickly.
At about eight o'clock in the morning, the Special Affairs Bureau in various containment centers opened nearly a hundred containment centers in the suburbs of Yin City using tents and container mobile homes. The cities surrounding Yin City also accommodated many Yin City residents. The broadcast was made,
announcing that Yin City had been confirmed by official research teams to be completely safe, and Yin City residents could return to the city by city bus or drive themselves, according to the list.
"So quickly confirmed that Yin City is safe?"
Li Ang, hidden in the crowd, said silently, "Either the Special Affairs Bureau used some method to completely seal the Prison of Demons,
or they have confirmed that the Prison of Demons has left Yin City."
Li Ang thought about it and still felt that the latter possibility was more likely. According to Hanba, the Prison of Demons has self-awareness, can run away on its own legs, and the intense heat released by Hanba when he finally left the Prison of Demons did indeed kill a large number of demons,
maybe the Prison of Demons has now run to the Mariana Trench or the American West Coast or somewhere like that.
"The problem still lies in the demonic disaster. If the demonic tide is too violent, can the Special Affairs Bureau really stop it?"
Li Ang was worried, but he didn't show it on his face. Like the other Yin City residents listening to the broadcast, he showed a relieved expression.
According to the announcement of the containment center, all residents needed to return to Yin City in batches, and gradually resume production and life under the official command.
This process may take three to four days.
After the broadcast, Li Ang and the other residents returned to the tent area.
In addition to Li Ang, there were two local Yin City families and four teenagers who came to Yin City to visit the comic convention in this tent.
Li Ang lay on the simple bed playing with his phone, browsing the web,
and from time to time, he could hear the discussions of the local resident families next to him.
Both families were whispering about whether to return to Yin City or go to other cities to take refuge. The containment center did not prevent residents who wanted to leave Yin City.
The teenagers who came to Yin City to visit the comic convention were half nervous and panicked, and half excited and apprehensive. This generation has been exposed to various literary works since childhood, and they are no strangers to concepts such as demons, immortals, xianxia, supernatural powers, spiritual energy, martial arts, witchcraft, ninjutsu, etc.,
At this time, knowing the news that transcendent power really exists, how could they hold back their restless hearts? They were collecting currently disclosed information about the Slaughter Game on the Internet,
and freely fantasizing on social platforms. At this time, the network supervision units were also particularly busy.
In the same tent, a teenager wearing anime clothing sat on the bed and whispered to his companion, "Look, this official website of the Global Special Events Coordinating Committee says that player qualifications are mainly randomly selected by this Slaughter Game system.
According to the data collected by various countries so far, people with excellent personal qualities have a higher probability of being randomly selected as players.
I think, I can."
"You can my ass." A teenager with a crew cut rolled his eyes, "Have you done the Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation? Have you passed the physical fitness test items at school? Have you developed morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically, and in labor?
You're always bronze in King of Glory, you never fire a shot in PUBG, and you're always on a black and white screen in League of Legends. With your level of skill, you'll probably just be sending food if you become a player."
"Damn," the anime-clad teenager seemed annoyed, "It's like you can become a player."
"I didn't say I could."
The crew-cut teenager curled his lips, "Don't bite off more than you can chew. If you want to wear a crown, you must bear the weight. I'm confident in my own abilities.
I really don't want to give up my current peaceful life and live that kind of life licking blood from the knife's edge."