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nChapter 99 Answer

n“Hello, everybody. I’m May from Moon Global News. I’m here at the press conference, where Moon is going to explain to us about the space cannon and the underground shelter. As you can see…”

n“Ladies and gentlemen, I’m Millie from Neige. I’m in the Moonian city where the sacred temple is…”

n“Hello, my Winish viewers. I’m Judy from the Column…”

n“Good evening, Flamian viers. I’m Cindy, your old friend. I’m here at the sacred temple…”

nReporters from all over the world had gathered in the city hall. The press conference wouldn’t start for another few minutes, so the reporters were busy telling their audience what it was about.

nThey didn’t have to give much context as it was already all over the internet. The whole world was watching. Men and women from all the social classes in all the countries had their eyes on the press conference. They wondered what Moon was up to and why it was working against Neige.

nMoonians weren’t fools. Why would they stick to the shelters when they clearly weren’t going to work? Why would they disregard a formidable weapon like the energy cannon? Why could they ignore the mockery from the rest of the world? Was their scientific research standard so high, or were they simply ignorant?

nWho were the fools here? Moon or the rest of the world? What kind of a weapon was this space cannon? Who was Himmel Soan? Why did the country support him? Was he the biggest fraud, or was he the greatest genius scientist?

nAll those questions might be answered at the press conference this evening.

nMoon used to be a great country a thousand years ago before it declined. However, it was on the rise again, and no one could stop the trend.

nHistory would prove it.

nThe Moonian president was anything but foolish. Moreover, he had smart people working under him, and there was no way he would be swindled by a fraud.

nThat was to say, Himmel Soan was a genius scientist.

nBut it was too early to reach any conclusion yet. The answer would be provided that evening!

n“Testing, testing.” Henry tested the microphone. “Hello, everybody. I’m Henry Lang, the director of Sky Eye.”

nHe was welcomed by a round of thunderous applause. Henry, Gordon, and Himmel Soan looked around the room and saw attendants from all over the world. There were more than just reporters.

nAmong the audience were also strange-looking people with unkempt hair and disheveled clothes.

nThey were scientists!

nThe most competent ones!

nViclan, William, and Branco had worked with these people before and immediately recognized their faces. They would definitely throw some difficult questions at them tonight.

nThat wouldn’t be a problem, though. Today’s conference was all about truth, and truth was what Himmel Soan would tell the world.

nPeople began to ask questions online again.

n“Where’s Mr. Himmel Soan?”

n“That’s right. Where’s the old gentleman? Who’s that young man? I’ve never seen him before.”

n“Where did Mr. Himmel Soan go? Didn’t he summon this meeting?”

n“We want to talk to Mr. Himmel Soan!” Flamians wrote, “LOL. Your Mr. Himmel Soan probably got cold feet!”

nWinish netizens wrote, “Face the reality! I don’t understand what you’re thinking! Use your brain. If you still have one! Is that even possible? Underground shelter? Space Cannon? Wake up!”

nWoodians wrote, “We don’t like your country much, but this isn’t the time to argue over such things. Moonians, wake up and run for your lives. Every country has arks, and they won’t turn you away if you ask them for help!”

nNetizens from all over the world were watching the live stream and arguing in the comment section of the Moonian webcast channel. People watching the press conference on local websites in their own countries didn’t have as much fun because they didn’t have Moonians to argue with.

nFor instance, the Flamian channel was mostly watched by Flamian viewers.

n“They’re so stupid, all of them!”

n“Can’t agree more!”

n“Can’t agree more!”

n“Why are you watching a bunch of idiots talking gibberish?”

n“You’re watching it, too, aren’t you?”

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nIn Woodia.

n“I can’t wait to hear Himmel Soan’s explanation.”

n“He’s just a fraud. Why bother? I want to see the Moonians panic. They won’t build the arks now, and they’ll regret it later!”

n“I want to see them tear that Himmel Soan

napart!”

n“It’s not entirely his fault. Only idiots will be swindled. If the Moonians hadn’t been so dumb, Himmel Soan wouldn’t have been able to fool them!”

n“What an animal! Himmel Soan should be executed!”

nAt the press conference. Henry took the mic with a smile. “I’d like to welcome all the reporters. I know you’re traveled thousands of miles to get here, and I’d like to thank you all. Enough with the chitchat. Let’s welcome Mr. Soan.”

nThe big screen behind him lit up, showing a giant “cannon.” It looked like the stick shift in a car.

nThat was the space cannon.

nHimmel Soan walked up to the screen. “Everybody, this is the finished space cannon.”

n“One moment, please!” A Neigerian reporter raised his hand and interjected, “Sir, could you tell us who you are?”

nAnother reporter rose to his feet, asking, “Could you tell us what a space cannon is?”

n“Why haven’t we heard about it before? Did you invent that name?”

n“How different is it from an energy cannon? Which is more powerful?”

n“Silence!” Gordon smacked the table and shouted, “You’ll have time to ask your questions after Mr. Soan explains everything! Show some respect!”

nPeople began to ask questions online again.

n“Mr. Soan? Who’s he talking about?”

n“Wait. Did he call that young man Mr. Soan?”

n“I think he meant Mr. Himmel Soan!”

n“I’m confused. Who’s who here? Why is this young man hosting the conference? Where’s Mr. Himmel Soan?”

nHimmel Soan looked into the camera. “Hello, I’m Himmel Soan.”

n“What? He’s Himmel Soan?”

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