I have to get lucky right away.

Chapter 693 The Scientific Research Maniac's Great Fortune (Part 7)
Although the research fanatic's suggestion sounded a bit outrageous, and the designer was extremely emotional, after a brief period of hesitation, the designer still submitted the proposal.

Just kidding, theoretically it could save tens of thousands of tons of thrust! With that much extra weight, how many more people could be carried? How much more supplies? How much more fuel? The output of a small nuclear fusion reactor maintained by willpower could be enough to build a floating village in the sky!

Yes, the concept of a sky village or a sky city is too big. A hundred thousand tons sounds like a lot, and an aircraft carrier only weighs eighty thousand tons. But if you change it to a city, a twenty-story residential building might weigh ten or twenty thousand tons.

After going through layers of approval, a building design, packaged as having limited land carrying capacity and a limited area, was assigned to unsuspecting professionals.

After much careful planning, an experimental project finally passed the review.

And the days are gradually drawing closer to the Lunar New Year.

As one of the most important festivals at Dongda University, even though television has largely faded from people's entertainment and moving to a new home rarely involves discussing television sets as essential furniture, the Spring Festival Gala still has a considerable audience.

However, this year, the audience for the Spring Festival Gala seems to have changed. Many people heard a month or two ago that their own costumed characters had received invitations to the Gala.

With a mix of trepidation about whether the costumed character would actually show his face, and excitement that my idol had finally achieved a certain level of mainstream success, I jumped into the online livestream, and then…

"Holy crap, my Zhuyuan caught over 300 cases in a year?"

"Holy crap, my Bai Zhi has gotten over sixty drug patents?"

"Holy crap, my military wife has been recruited! Could he really be a member of the Strategic Deception Bureau?"

"Fuck..."

Although the performers on stage were all AI costumes, the lighting effects on the Spring Festival Gala stage made them look like real people. However, the fact that the Spring Festival Gala put so many costumed people together made many viewers wonder if the country was going to add an AI ethnic group to its ethnic list.
However, as several costumed figures singing and dancing exited the stage, the screen on the television, computer, or mobile phone suddenly split into two parts.

Those who frequently watch the Spring Festival Gala are no strangers to this scene, after all, the branch venues of the Spring Festival Gala have become a regular feature. However, this year is somewhat different from previous years, because at the beginning of this year, the host said that there would be five branch venues for the Spring Festival Gala, but four have already been visited, and the last one is still shrouded in mystery.

Some have even begun to suspect that something went wrong at the fifth sub-venue, which is why it was deliberately kept black. Local authorities are reportedly working hard to resolve the issue and may even be mobilizing backup projects to have a sub-venue that was not originally planned to be used.

But such things can't be kept secret. Now that three hours have passed since the Spring Festival Gala, and everyone across the country has been asking about it, the situation at the last venue is becoming increasingly mysterious.

There have even been claims that "the fifth venue is the outpost on the moon." However, according to the publicly available schedule, there are only a dozen or so astronauts on the lunar base at present, and they are currently carrying out intensive lunar surface terraforming projects. They should not have the time to occupy valuable information and communication channels for live broadcasts.

And just as opinions were divided, the voice of the host at the main venue finally rang out:
"Dear viewers, at this moment, our fifth branch venue for the Spring Festival Gala is ready. I believe many of you are already curious about where this branch venue is, but please allow me to keep you in suspense for now. Next, please enjoy the song, 'Flying to the Blue Sky'!"

"Why is it such a nostalgic piece?"

"Even my grandpa can sing it!"

"We can't really be on the moon, can we?"

As a barrage of comments flooded the live stream website, the camera panned to a somewhat empty concert hall. A virtual idol, dressed in a long gown adorned with starlight, held a microphone, and her ethereal voice began to resonate under the night sky. Glow sticks swayed in unison, their frequency almost mechanical.

The singing was indeed beautiful, but the audience's attention was not on that at all, because this place was too strange!

Why are the stars in the sky so conspicuous?
Why is the concert stage so simple?
Why can't we see any lights around here?
Why do the cheering crowd look like clones?
Such inconsistencies have sparked much speculation among viewers, to the point that even comments like "My Xingli is so powerful" have become less frequent.

"Chao, could this be some kind of military base?"

Suddenly, a comment flashed by, and everything suddenly made sense. Just as this thought began to spread, the camera, which had been focused on the center of the simple stage, suddenly zoomed up, zoomed up, zoomed up...

At first, what appeared were rows of barracks, and everyone was relatively calm, only curious about which "outdated" military base they planned to reveal through the Spring Festival Gala.

But as the camera continued to zoom up, and the audience formations and barracks on the ground gradually pieced together Xing Li's image, people began to feel that something was wrong. It's normal to put on cultural performances for the military, but it's very abnormal for the military to put on this kind of show.
But the drone carrying the camera didn't stop there. It flew higher and higher, and when the ship's deck came into view, everyone finally realized that it was probably a warship on a mission at sea.

But the next moment, even the most composed audience members widened their eyes—

"really?"

"Wife, slap me now!"

"Fuck, that's awesome!"

In the camera's view, the ship with a deck large enough to accommodate thousands of spectators was not floating on the sea, but floating high in the sky, floating in the sea of ​​clouds!
Suddenly, the engine spewing out jets of air dispersed the clouds, revealing the brightly lit city below...

"Isn't this my house? Wait, holy crap, there's light in the sky!"

"What the heck? Isn't this CG?"

"Fuck, fuck..."

The originally miscellaneous bullet comments were completely merged in a short period of time, leaving only a lot of "Holy crap" comments.

What the hell is this song program? What the hell is this fifth venue?!

The fifth venue is the space carrier, right?
Faced with this situation, apart from those who already knew about it, the most composed people across the country were probably the people of Yunnan. As they watched the Spring Festival Gala, they stood up in unison, opened their refrigerators, put their leftover dinners into small bottles, and then, leaning against the wall, headed towards their most frequently visited hospital.

So, at this time when the whole country was shocked and friendly nations were astonished, hospitals in Yunnan Province were overflowing with patients, and the biggest problem for the doctors on duty that day was how to explain to their patients that they really weren't hallucinating...

(End of this chapter)