Monster Factory

"Huh~"

A beam of light had suddenly hit the center of the stage, and it had struck the mysterious dancer who was pressing his hands against the floor with his body crouching and wearing the golden mask while watching the stage, and his classic long hair fluttered in the air. No one had spoken, everyone held their breath and waited for the exciting moment to come.

The mysterious dancer had changed the position of his right hand which was moved towards the mask on his face. Just when his right hand was about to touch the mask, he stopped again and changed his mind wanting to lift the mask with his left hand, so he took the microphone with his right hand, leaned in front of the audience, and used the electronic synthesis sound to ask every one of the audiences a very inexplicable question.

"Before revealing my face, I want to ask you a question." The mysterious dancer said: "I want to ask you, at this moment, and how many audiences are watching our concert?"

"???"

The audience in the stadium and the audience watching the live broadcast were at a loss. Of course, they couldn't answer this question.

"A total of 8,000 spectators at the scene." In the darkness beyond the beam of light, Xu Ninggong's elegant answer has come: "According to the backstage statistics of the live server, there is a total of 1.97 million spectators watching the live broadcast of the concert."

"Then let's leave these close to two million viewers together verify in the next moment that I am."

Electronically synthesized sound, word by word, was gradually become normal. In the end, although there was a bit of synthesis, it was already a very standard and very serious Putonghua voice.

"I ask you to keep your eyes open, and I also ask everyone on the scene to take the cameras in their hands and record this moment together. Because this is a moment to be recorded in history."

"A historic moment? Could it be? Lang Han is going to announce he will end his busy career..."

Thinking of this, thinking that Lang Han had never had any scandals with any woman, all the audience at the scene had picked up their cameras and mobile phones and pointed the lens at the golden mask. All reporters had their exciting hair up wanting to have a piece of big news.

"This is a moment to write in history, and you are the verifiers of this moment!"

The words were like thunder, echoing through the stereo sound over the stadium. After that, the mysterious dancer without any hesitation had pulled off the golden mask and threw it into the sky.

Under thousands of shots, under the verification of nearly two million viewers watching the live broadcast, the mysterious dancer who had thrown away the golden mask slowly raised his head, under the mask, there was a steel face with sharp edges and corners and a black metal outline, two streamlined light green lenses formed the eyes of this robot, the sharp downward-sloping edges and corners made up its nose and lips.

When it had raised its head, there were thousands of people in the audience and nearly two million viewers behind their televisions watching the live broadcast, as if struck by lightning.

Thousands of people, no one pressed the shutter. Nearly two million viewers, no one made a sound. Their thinkings were all occupied by this metal face, it was impossible that it was a human. Their thinkings were severely impacted, their breathing had stopped, and their voices disappeared.

After a second, no one responded.

Two seconds later, no one responded.

There were only a metal face and a steel body which were moving under the dance clothes when it was stood up and took off its gloves and tossed off the camouflage on its head and tore the dance clothes with both hands to reveal the perfect steel muscle armor inside.

The work indicator was on and the two contoured light green lenses suddenly turned on, emitting a cool green light and the protective armor was on! A piece of muscular armor was moving quickly "creak~" and "creak~", and opened to both sides, exposing the complex mechanical structure inside.

Be quiet.

Around the stage, 8,000 spectators and dozens of reporters were completely quiet; they couldn't speak, let alone what language to use to describe the emotions in their minds. An unspeakable emotion was agitated in everyone's hearts. They responded with trembling hands and gritted body language. Outside the concert, it was the same in the live broadcast room and on the virtual network. Nearly two million viewers have also been hit by the most violent thinking in history.

As early as a month ago, Xu Ninggong's "Pin Rhyme Tour" had begun to launch publicity activities on the Internet. As a queen singer, Xu Ninggong's concert had naturally attracted the attention of countless fans, among them, and the mysterious guest was the most eye-catching.

However, shortly after the concert was about to begin, the all-pervasive media and sharp-eyed fans had used a lot of evidence to decipher the identity of this mysterious guest.

——Lang Han.

They had firmly believed the mysterious guest is Lang Han and that all this has no sense of mystery, however, as a mysterious guest and at the moment of unmasking the face, they had only known how outrageous and ridiculous their mistake was.

Even when the mysterious guest had announced the following moment was about to become in history, they were still there and thought in a funny way that it was Lang Han who was going to announce something that was shit.

It was wrong! wrong! wrong! No one could type, no one could raise his hands. They were all wrong. The identity of the mysterious guest was something they would never think of, let alone believe it.

The steel shape, the complicated mechanical structure inside that is beyond people's imagination, the lighted working indicator lights, and the pushrods that moved up and down with the actions of the robot. This was a moment to write in history.

The robot had perfectly performed the dance of two top dancers. The 8,000 spectators at the scene and the nearly two million spectators who looked at the live broadcast were the witnesses of this scene.

The opened muscle armor closed again, and Watcher No. 3 was stood quietly in the center of the stage, making a sound that shocked the audience.

"I am a robot. Watcher No. 3, it's my name."

"I was made in Monster Heavy Industries. Every part of my body represents a new level in the field of industrial manufacturing. I have the most perfect mechanical movement structure in the world."

Watcher No. 3, had slowly spoken about itself in a soft electronically synthesized tone.

"I am a mysterious guest on the "Four Commons".

"I am from Monster Heavy Industries, the result of cutting-edge industrial technology."

"Crack~"

No one knew from which corner of the auditorium and a dazzling flashlight was lit up.

"Crack~"

Immediately afterward, another light has appeared in another corner. Then it seemed to have a chain reaction, with the stage as the center, dazzling lights lit up in the auditorium directly in front and on the left and right sides. These rays of light connected into a starry sky, lighting up the stage. At this moment, there were no concerts and no big stars.

There was only the Watcher No. 3, it was all the focus, its voice was more pleasant than any voice.