The Extraordinary Exploration of Global Live Broadcast

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"Good news, good news, Brother Dali is going back to Earth—"

"Yes, the gossip on the Internet is flying everywhere—"

"I only follow Wang Xiaoya's tweets. According to her latest tweet, Brother Dali will arrive at Atrium City Plaza at 9 a.m. tomorrow—"

"I heard that politicians from various countries have gone to the atrium overnight. It is estimated that we have to wait for our big brother--"

"Brother Niu, Dali has already gone to heaven. The emperor of a country is really not built. The authorities and politicians are all flattering him—"

"Brother Dali is a man of destiny, a living legend, incredible—"

"I heard that there will be no martial law in the Atrium Plaza tomorrow. The baby has already booked the ticket to the Atrium. You can see Brother Dali from a distance tomorrow—"

"Tomorrow the rhythm of Atrium City is going to explode—"

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Countless people all over the world talked about it. There was only one topic, and that was the great event of Wang Dali's return to the earth.

Early the next morning.

Atrium City Plaza is full of people.

At the northern end of the square, all martial law, mech fighters, troops, and special police were all dispatched, enclosing the scene.

What is protected are the heads of state and politicians who came to meet Wang Dali, as well as the invited businessmen and celebrities.

In other parts of the square, the number of people who came to watch was 100,000 tall, and the crowds had completely blocked the main square and the nearby streets.

Suddenly, Stargate began to dial automatically, and a wormhole channel was formed.

"It's out, it's out..."

People suddenly cheered and saw floats passing through the star gate and onto the square.

There are a total of twelve floats, each of which is pulled by three white unicorns and slowly walks into people's sight.

On the third float, Wang Dali's family stood.

Wang Dali was a little startled when he saw the crowds in the big square.

"I'm rubbing, is this welcoming me? Why is it so big?" Wang Dali opened his mouth wide.

"Of course, brother, your status is different now. People look at you, but you still want to see celebrities!" Wang Xiaoya giggled, very proud.

"It's so warm!" Wang Zhiguo took a deep breath. As the emperor's father, Wang will be very proud of Alexander while ruling the country.

Over the years, the Lao Wang family has not only prospered, but also soared into the sky, unstoppable. All these are earned by his son.

"It's worth it, it's worth it!" Dali's mother was trembling with excitement. She was so happy that she seemed more prestigious than the Queen of England.

"Brother, don't be stingy, shouldn't you beckon to the people who welcome you?" Wang Xiaoya said dissatisfied.

"Uh, all right!"

Wang Dali showed a bright smile, raised his hand, and swayed slowly.

"Long live, long live the emperor—"

Suddenly, the masses of Northern Europe cheered, and the enthusiasm of the entire square was immediately exploded.

In the square, flowers swayed and the crowd moved for joy. In the sky, huge floating holographic projections were erected, projecting Wang Dali's heroic posture on it.

Throughout the square, as well as the streets around the square, people can see huge holographic projections when they look up.

"It's so cool—"

"Brother Dali is really like Prince Charming—"

"Really noble, he is already the emperor--"

"Oh my god, people on earth have become emperors of alien empire civilization, and they feel incredible until now—"

"He will definitely help those of us who eat melons--"

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The floats circled the martial law square at the northern end, and then slowly stopped in front of the dignitaries of various countries.

Wang Dali jumped from the carriage, walked quickly to the leaders, and shook hands one by one.

These leaders are the United States, the United Kingdom, China, the polar bear country, Canada, Australia, France, Germany, Norway, etc...

"Welcome back, Your Majesty the Sun Emperor!"

"Welcome, your Majesty the Sun Emperor!"

"A warm welcome to your return, Your Majesty the Sun Emperor, I only welcome you on behalf of the Chinese people!" Chief No. 1 came up to shake hands in person.

"You're polite, Chief, privately, I'd better call me Dali!" Wang Dali smiled and said to Chief One.

Head No. 1 nodded, everything is said without saying.

Wang Dali took the trouble to shake hands with everyone, and the atmosphere was very warm and harmonious.

Bang bang bang...

In the sky, there are salutes rising, and the flower paper is spinning, floating down, and colorful.

"Your Majesty, can you tell us a few words?" The President of the United States of America flattered.

"Should be a few words!" Chief No. 1 also agreed.

"All right!"

Wang Dali jumped on the float, looked around, and raised his hand.

Suddenly, the audience was silent.

"Thank you for your welcome. Originally I thought this was just an ordinary turnaround, but I didn't expect to receive such a grand welcome. Thank you all, thank you all!" Wang Dali said loudly.

The audience suddenly applauded.

Wang Dali raised his hand again and said, "Everyone should know how I personally came along. It is precisely because of everyone's support that I have reached this level. In the future, I will go even further."

"Drink the water and never forget the well digger. When I come back this time, I hope that I can use my meager ability to develop forward with the nine billion people on the earth, and to seek a broader prospect on the other side of the starry sky. Come, my compatriots, I hope you are ready for a greater new era!" Wang Dali incited.

"Ready--"

"We are all ready--"

"Just waiting for you, Brother Dali, to lead us to glory—"

"Follow Dali brother, have a good life—"

People cheered, the atmosphere was boiling, and the people on earth could no longer stop Wang Dali's pretense.

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