Chapter 4: Sending out the First Message that Shakes the World!

Just after finishing his self-introduction, the flood of messages started pouring in.

Time was of the essence, and Wang Dali had less than 50 seconds of golden time left.

He had to tell the world about the shipwreck that had just occurred within these fifty seconds, making sure everyone knew.

Feeling even more excited, Wang Dali had to take a quick deep breath, or else he would have suspected he was suffocating.

"Unfortunately, I have to tell everyone some news!"

"I'm not a hacker."

"Damn, back to the point. I'm live broadcasting. My name is Wang Dali. Please remember my name, because it will soon be remembered by everyone."

"Well, that's a bit off-topic. Ladies and gentlemen, let's get back on track. Just now, the Brunei Queen, which was sailing to Sumatra, hit a reef and sank!"

With time ticking away, Wang Dali paused slightly in his tone and continued speaking rapidly.

"Similar to the Titanic on April 15, 1912, there was a grand party of superstars and tycoons on board the Brunei Queen. Unfortunately, the ship sank. I haven't seen any other survivors so far, and I myself am struggling in the sea, about to be engulfed by giant waves at any moment!"

Finishing his tense and rapid speech, Wang Dali glanced at the screen and saw exactly one minute had passed.

He sighed in relief. Damn, he really timed it perfectly!

As Wang Dali's voice fell silent, the live screen in his mind was flooded with booing messages.

At the same time, on the global internet, the pop-ups on the thirty largest portal websites vanished without a trace.

"Damn, damn, damn, it's gone, disappeared! Oh my god, we can't catch it, we can't even find any traces of it—"

Countless website operators and maintenance personnel were holding their heads, lamenting in disbelief, "It must be a ghost, no, he's the god of hackers, with such technology, he will be unstoppable!"

At the headquarters of Today's Mikan News.

Director Paul stared blankly at the disappearing pop-ups, then looked down at his beautiful assistant and asked, "Darling, what was that damn Chinese guy talking about just now?"

The assistant, with a pale face, hesitated and said, "It seems like he was talking about the sinking of the Brunei Queen?"

"Oh—my—god!" Paul jumped up and shouted, "Is it true? Damn it, didn't we send reporters to follow up on it?"

"BOSS, it seems like the reporters ahead lost contact half an hour ago!" the assistant said weakly.

"What? Lost contact? What the hell is going on? Weren't there other celebrities on the cruise? Quickly, call our friendly big celebrities, tycoons, playboys, and heiresses and ask about it, now!"

"Yes, BOSS!" The female assistant quickly unlocked her phone screen and dialed one number after another.

"What's going on?" Paul furrowed his brows.

"Boss, I don't know what happened. None of them are in the service area, and I can't reach them. Oh my god, they've all lost contact!"

"Oh my god, it's true, the Brunei Queen has really sunk!!"

Paul held his head and shouted, rushing out of the office, shouting urgently at the nearly hundred busy subordinates outside, "Damn it, everyone, confirm quickly if what that damn video just said is true. Once confirmed, immediately arrange tomorrow's front page headline!"

"Yes, BOSS!" The subordinates hurriedly bowed their heads and busied themselves.

The female assistant ran out and approached Paul, whispering, "BOSS, your zipper is open!"

"Oh, shit—" Paul quickly pulled up his pants zipper, covering his crotch with both hands, and hurriedly zipped up. Damn, embarrassing, with over a hundred subordinates seeing him like this, they might be laughing at him in their hearts, damn it!

Just like the headquarters of Today's Mikan News, news units, entertainment units, corporate units, and various organizations in 190 countries and regions around the world, once they heard or saw the news, they all went crazy.

Some people clicked on the WDL international domain name and opened the Extraordinary Exploration website.

Wang Dali endured the icy seawater, looking at the live screen in his mind. The number of online viewers displayed on the live broadcast was rapidly soaring, making him feel ecstatic.

"80,000!"

"100,000!"

"300,000!"

"500,000!"

"1 million!"

"2 million!"

Wang Dali was shocked. Damn, this increase was too fierce, breaking through 2 million in an instant?

Damn, there are so many idle people in the world. Are they all here to watch my live broadcast?

Could it be that the sinking of the Brunei Queen has set off the entire global internet? Exploded the whole world?

Oh ho ho—

Wang Dali laughed arrogantly in his heart.

Damn, even I, Wang Dali, have such a day of attracting everyone's attention.

Glancing at the tipping system, Wang Dali's eyes widened. From small red packets to big red packets, from small swords to big swords, from small planes to big planes, and even space battleships, people were sending them.

Damn, that's all money!

There are so many rich people in this world! Just by releasing a message, I can snatch a wave of money. What's the difference between this and robbing a bank?

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