At the beginning, the prediction of natural disasters shocked the whole world!

Chapter 22 [22] I learn from history together, the rise of God!
"Boss, pay attention."

"Boss, I am also convinced."

"This is not a slaughter plate, but a welfare plate. Unfortunately, I didn't buy it."

"Fortunately, you didn't buy it. If you bought it, you would lose everything. According to the news, the relevant units of Donghai City launched a unified sweeping operation today. Dozens of underground high-rate score markets were bought in one pot. It is said that billions of black gold were confiscated."

"No wonder the account 'Qianzhong' is still alive. It turns out that there is such a big game behind it!"

"What's wrong with chess, the market is still strong, okay? Don't think about what you won't win, just sit still and wait for the big man's prediction of the Dafu Cup final."

"This is no longer a boss, this is already a god, wait in line to wait for the oracle."

"Sit in line and wait for +1..."

……

At this time, Wu Li, who was sitting in a taxi, was scrolling through the comments under Jiang Feng's new "Thousands of People" feed.

I happened to see the gambling sweeping operation in Donghai City that netizens commented on.

"Is this a coincidence?"

In an instant, he imagined a big drama about the collusion between the "prophet" and the superior unit in his mind, and at the same time he also thought of the three fat people.

"Fatty and the others know that they might vomit blood, not to mention the principal discount, but also the fee for pretending to be forced today."

Thinking of this scene, Wu Li couldn't help laughing out loud, the haze caused by the three fat guys just now has long since disappeared.

Wu Li attributed all the reasons for his happiness to Jiang Feng, and the image of a "prophet" in his heart instantly became taller.

……

Aside from his joy, Wu Li did not forget to retweet Jiang Feng's "Thousands of People" news, and wrote ten words with an extremely pious heart.

"I learn from history together, the rise of God!"

……

The outside world and the Internet are in full swing.

The conference room of the Donghai City Administration Building was completely silent, and a needle could be heard.

Song Yidong sat on the first seat with a cold and serious expression.

Song Yidong's frowning eyebrows, and the rhythmic tap of his fingers on the conference table clearly revealed the thoughts and entanglements in his heart at this time.

In contrast, everyone under the first seat who experienced the 712 prophecy event and the last Dafu Cup semi-final prediction event is no stranger to it.

It seems like this is how the latest second semi-final should go.

So except for Song Yidong, everyone else looked calm, even if they were surprised, they were very limited.

"Director Zhou, are you sure you still can't locate the IP of the account 'Qianzhong' of 'Prophet'?"

"Yes, it cannot be located."

"What about the real-time monitoring authority of the main server of the 'Thousands' platform that was given to you. Are you sure there is no problem?"

"Captain Song, although the 'Prophet''s prediction of 'Thousands' is released regularly, but the time is earlier than before the game, and according to the real-time monitoring of the background data of 'Thousands', there is no later tampering trace."

……

Song Yidong didn't give up, and asked the previous question again, but the answer he got was still the same.

This made him fall into a huge doubt again.

Everything that is unbelievable far exceeds the scope of his cognition and understanding!
……

After thinking hard, Song Yidong still didn't have the slightest clue.

Now I looked again at the previous 712 prophecy event files, and the first match of the Dafu Cup semi-finals.

He didn't hope to find anything more from it, but simply wanted to write down the information so that he could be more calm and accurate when reporting the situation to the captain.

After he went through the information in his head again and made sure that he didn't miss anything, he thought about it again and again before getting up and walking towards the meeting room.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he already knew in his heart that this matter was beyond his ability to handle.

He dialed the captain's phone number, and compared what he saw and heard today with the previous two predictions, and reported it to Hu Tianqin in detail.

After all the reports on the situation were completed, Song Yidong didn't analyze it himself this time, but said to Hu Tianqin directly.

"Captain, what should I do?"

The call fell into silence, and Hu Tianqin on the other end of the phone seemed to be still digesting the situation reported by Song Yidong.

After a long silence, Hu Tianqin's deep and serious voice finally came out from the phone.

"As you said before, the fans of the prophet's 'Qianzhong' platform will definitely increase exponentially after this prediction."

"So the first step you have to do now is to curb this rising trend and try to stabilize the situation first."

"However, the means must be as gentle as possible. After all, there is no direct evidence that can prove that this kind of prophecy has brought harm to society, so don't give the public a feeling that we can't tolerate others."

Hu Tianqin paused for a moment.

"Captain, I understand!" But Song Yidong thought that the captain had finished speaking, so he hurriedly answered, and then he was about to hang up the phone to carry out the order.

"Wait, I'm not finished yet!"

"You get ready, I will mobilize the top experts in various fields within the Daxia Mansion as quickly as possible, and send them to Donghai City, and you will do the reception work."

"With the participation of these people, it should not be difficult to figure out the purpose of the 'prophet', and it is not impossible to even find out the 'prophet' directly."

"Okay, captain, I understand!"

Hu Tianqin's words were like a shot in the arm for Song Yidong.

After hanging up the phone, he immediately devoted himself to the next work arrangement with the fullest enthusiasm.

……

On the other side, Jiang Family Manor, in the living room of Jiang Feng's villa.

He didn't go out to have fun today, and he didn't sleep.

Instead, he sat on the sofa in the living room for the first time, staying up all night waiting for the end of the second semi-final of the Dafu Cup.

It's just that what he is waiting for is not the result of the game.

Instead, wait for the fan value to increase after the game is over, so as to complete the system task and conduct a surprise draw.

As expected, as soon as the match between Daxia Mansion and Daliao Mansion in the second round of the Dafu Cup semi-finals was over, and as soon as the results of the match came out, the system's notification sound in Jiang Feng's mind that the number of fans had grown increased significantly.

Jiang Feng estimated that at the current speed, it would take about half an hour to reach the standard of hundreds of thousands of fans required by the system task.

While waiting, the bored Jiang Feng chose to open his 'Thousands' to pass the time.

Hastily glancing over the comments of various great gods, Jiang Feng found some unbelievable comments, and couldn't help muttering to himself with a strange look on his face.

"Since when did I work with someone?"

"Still sweeping the bait? Ambassador? Pioneer?"

"Joint setup?"

"Is the imagination of this year's netizens so rich?"

(End of this chapter)