Meanwhile, in the conference room of the Donghai City Government Building, in the far corner next to the temporary monitoring technology platform, Zhou Chaoyang saw that there was still no activity in the chat boxes of the various "Qianzhong" platforms on his computer screen, feeling a bit helpless.
"Academician Yao, it seems like our great 'prophet' doesn't have the habit of checking his private messages on the 'Qianzhong' software."
"I used ten different types of 'Qianzhong' accounts to send him private messages, sending nearly five thousand messages in total."
"But he hasn't read a single one, they're all still unread."
"I'm afraid this won't work."
Upon hearing Zhou Chaoyang's words, Yao Shouzhi's face remained unchanged and calmly said, "Then don't send any more. The competition is about to begin, pay attention to monitoring the network trends, and stick to the standards you set before."
Zhou Chaoyang nodded quickly upon hearing Yao Shouzhi's words.
He thought that sending private messages was like being a "licking dog" in real life, and was even worse than being a "licking dog".
"At least licking dogs will get some response after licking for a while."
While thinking this in his heart, Zhou Chaoyang cleared all the dialogue boxes on the screen with his two fingers on the keyboard, then switched to the monitoring screen and began scanning the entire network.
Yao Shouzhi saw that Zhou Chaoyang had entered working mode, and felt that there was no need to stay, so he turned around and walked towards Hu Tianqin and the others.
Hu Tianqin, Ji Yingguang, and Chen Shouzhen had just finished discussing how to contact the prophet, and saw Yao Shouzhi walking towards them.
Hu Tianqin's heart moved slightly and he asked first, "Academician Yao, how is it going on your end?"
"Can't contact him." Yao Shouzhi's answer was very short and clear, without any explanation.
The three of them, who had been eagerly anticipating, all showed disappointment on their faces after hearing Yao Shouzhi's answer.
Ji Yingguang and Chen Shouzhen even felt a little defeated.
Yao Shouzhi understood instantly when he saw this, and realized that they probably didn't have any gains either.
"Ahem..."
Hu Tianqin coughed and attracted the attention of the other three, then spoke up.
"Let's watch the competition first, maybe we won't have to do anything after the results come out..."
The three of them were stunned at first after hearing this, but then they understood what he meant.
But they didn't agree at all.
"Do we still need to doubt the accuracy of the prophecy results?"
They all shook their heads.
Then, the three of them followed Hu Tianqin's gaze and turned to the projection screen in the conference room.
At this moment, the broadcast of the Dafu Cup final between Daliang Prefecture and Daxia Prefecture on the screen had officially begun!
Meanwhile, at the end of the meeting room, Zhou Chaoyang had already completed scanning the entire network for the current wind direction. After seeing that there was nothing unusual, he relaxed and prepared to watch the broadcast of the game. However, just as he was about to turn his gaze to the projected screen, the wind monitoring system suddenly popped up with a warning message. The warning message showed that there was sensitive content in a newly opened live broadcast on Douyin. Zhou Chaoyang quickly stopped his gaze and moved his mouse to the video link titled "Exploring the Mysterious 'Prophet'". He muttered to himself, feeling a bit annoyed, "Why did they have to come now, right when the game is starting? They really know how to pick their timing. I should just ban them..." He clicked his mouse, and the screen began to split and jump. In almost an instant, a cool and elegant figure appeared in the live broadcast room, with various data starting to appear one after another. There were over 50,000 viewers watching the live broadcast at the same time, and the number was rapidly increasing. The audio and word detection data showed "Prophet" five times and "South Lake Tunnel Collapse" once. After seeing the data, Zhou Chaoyang's first reaction was to ban the live broadcast room and control the media account's wind direction. However, he still watched the live broadcast for a while, carefully discerning it. When he found that the anchor had not mentioned the "South Lake Tunnel Collapse" incident again and had not even thought of linking the "Prophet" and "South Lake Tunnel Collapse" events together, Zhou Chaoyang gave up the idea of banning the live broadcast room.
Meanwhile, in the living room of the South City villa, Su Mengmeng was sweating profusely when she heard Lin Wange mention the "South Lake Tunnel Collapse" incident. As a TV host and a full participant in the investigation of the incident, Su Mengmeng was well aware that the relevant units were extremely sensitive to events with an A-level confidentiality level. If Lin Wange accidentally touched the bottom line of the higher-ups, not only would the live broadcast room be banned, but all the previous efforts would be in vain. Even the self-media account would be directly wiped out, and years of hard work would be in vain. Therefore, she stared fixedly at Lin Wange's live broadcast room, praying that her subtle approach had not touched the bottom line of the relevant units. Unlike Su Mengmeng's excessive nervousness, Lin Wange was much calmer, but it was just a facade. She was also extremely nervous inside. Although she had a rough idea of the bottom line of the relevant units regarding the South Lake Tunnel Collapse incident, it was still just her speculation. Therefore, Lin Wange did not dare to take it lightly. After objectively and carefully wording the opening of the "South Lake Tunnel Collapse" incident, Lin Wange paused for a moment. According to her previous experience, the ban should have appeared in this section. But after waiting for a while, there was no sign of a ban, and more and more viewers flooded into the live broadcast room. Lin Wange breathed a sigh of relief inwardly, thinking, "I guessed it right," while silently praying, "I hope I can help you!" "Prophet!" "Jiang Feng?" Lin Wange had no idea that her live broadcast room had just hovered on the edge of being banned. At this point, through the opening of the "South Lake Tunnel Collapse" incident, she had officially begun the theme of the live broadcast. "Does a 'prophet' really exist in this world, an existence that human science cannot explain? If this question were asked in the past, I would have answered without hesitation. 'It doesn't exist!' But after some things that happened a while ago, my opinion has changed." As Lin Wange spoke, the live broadcast room's screen also split in sync. One part played Jiang Feng's prophecy on 'Qianzhong', while the other part showed the results of several matches found on the relevant unit's website and the ongoing final of the Dafu Cup. In a corner that no one seemed to pay much attention to, there were netizens' comments under the 'Qianzhong' dynamic about the South Lake Tunnel Collapse incident.
(End of this chapter)