The terrifying heavens inside the box

Two days later, at noon, Wang Hao arrived at a casual coffee shop not far from his studio, took out his phone to check the time, and it was exactly twelve o'clock.

Standing next to him was a man in a casual suit carrying a laptop bag.

As soon as the two entered, they saw someone already sitting in a booth by the window, waving at them.

Wang Hao had previously communicated with Chen Xiaoliang via private messages, added him as a friend, and chatted with him via video for a few minutes.

Therefore, he recognized that familiar face at a glance.

"Hello, Mr. Chen, it's great to see you all."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Wang. And who is this?" Chen Xiaoliang noticed the person next to Wang Hao.

"Oh, this is Attorney Feng."

After introducing the identities of the people next to him with a smile, Wang Hao explained to Chen Xiaoliang:

"We had already discussed the specific cooperation intentions online, and we had almost reached an agreement. I was thinking that if there were no problems, and since we had professionals around, we could just finalize the contract."

Chen Xiaoliang nodded, not paying much attention.

Even if the other party doesn't hire a lawyer, they'll still have to find one after things are settled before signing the contract.

Attorney Feng smiled at Chen Xiaoliang, sat down next to Wang Hao, took out his laptop, opened it, and pushed it towards him.

"Mr. Chen, please take a look at this contract. If you have any questions, you can raise them now or make any changes."

Chen Xiaoliang didn't stand on ceremony. After nodding to the two of them, he carefully examined the contract terms on the screen.

Wang Hao waved to the waiter and asked him to bring out the food.

After Chen Xiaoliang had looked around enough, the food was all set on the table.

"I've read the contract, and there aren't any major issues, but... there's the profit sharing part."

Wang Hao glanced at him: "I've been looking into the video commentary industry these past few days. There are a lot of similar works, and the audience is tired of them. So I think a 30% market share for my work is reasonable, Mr. Chen."

Chen Xiaoliang shook his head: "No, Mr. Wang, you misunderstood. What I meant was that I could lower the price by another 10%, so it would only be 20%."

Wang Hao and the lawyer beside him exchanged a glance, both somewhat surprised.

"But I have one condition: it must be exclusive, and the sequel's commentary and fan-made content must be done by me. This series can only be done by me and cannot be handed over to anyone else."

Upon hearing Chen Xiaoliang's explanation, Wang Hao suddenly understood and couldn't help but ask a question out of curiosity:

"You really think highly of this work?"

Chen Xiaoliang laughed, his tone resolute: "To be honest, if I can't even see this potential value, then all the years I've spent doing film and television narration have been for nothing."

……

Back in the studio, Wang Hao looked at the contract in his hand.

"That's quite bold of you."

He didn't know much about Chen Xiaoliang, only his commentary style. Although the account only had 100,000 followers, the ratio of comments and active fans on the videos was quite good.

In the era of internet traffic, even good works can easily be drowned out by a large amount of attention-grabbing content without proper operation and promotion. In the end, they can only become a niche product, receiving critical acclaim but not commercial success.

After putting away the contract, Wang Hao's attention returned to the box.

As he entered the living room, he also glanced at the newly installed surveillance footage.

I originally wanted to install a surveillance camera in the studio as well, but considering that the presence of the box could not be exposed, I decided to install it only here.

Back in the studio, Wang Hao looked into the box and saw that it was already dark inside.

He wasn't surprised.

After all, I had noticed it before.

Time flies when you're not watching the box.

When you look back, time will be in sync with reality again.

Kurt and his friends have now returned to the town.

The scene inside the box is a nighttime scene in the small town community.

Wang Hao didn't look at it any longer and turned to deal with the new orders in his hands.

To be honest, ever since that video was released, his new customer orders have started to surge. Although they are all small orders, it is still much better than the previous situation where no one was interested.

After working at the workbench for two or three hours, Wang Hao finally stood up, stretched his sore neck, and looked back at the box.

It was a bright and sunny afternoon inside the box.

"Huh? That's Kurt's house? Why are there so many people gathered there..."

……

"Kurt, what did you do?"

"What's going on? Why are they calling your name?"

Kurt felt overwhelmed by his parents' aggressive gaze.

How should I say it?

Hey Mom and Dad, I went to save the world yesterday!

Or should I say, "Oh! Your son almost died in the nuclear explosion yesterday? And he was even targeted as a sacrifice?"

"Uh, I don't know... or should I go out and ask them what's going on?"

Kurt feigned ignorance and shrugged at his parents. As soon as he pushed open the door, he instinctively reached for the magical artifact on his bracelet, his gaze sweeping over it coldly before he turned to question them:

"Hey! Who are you! How do you know my name? And how do you know I live here? If you know what's good for you, tell me right now!"

When the crowd outside saw him come out, they immediately erupted in deafening cheers.

"Hey! Look, the divine messenger has appeared!"

"He is a messenger of God!"

"The Holy Son! The Holy Son who will save the world!"

"We saw it with our own eyes! He... truly exists!"

"Great God! Please save this world filled with sin!"

Kurt was stunned when he heard these sounds.

How did I become a divine messenger and holy son?

Just then, a convoy of cars pulled up from the roadside, and dozens of burly men in suits and sunglasses got out of the cars, separating the frenzied crowd from Kurt.

A familiar figure dressed in a women's suit walked over.

The moment Kurt saw her, he understood.

"What the hell are you guys doing?"

"Kurt, this is the only way we can protect you, or what you have."

……

Seeing the mastermind behind the scenes, Ripley, reappear in the box, Wang Hao crossed his arms and sat cross-legged in his chair, continuing to watch the show with great interest.

He was also very curious.

What exactly happened in just one day?

It seems I've missed out on some interesting things.

Wang Hao simply set up the live streaming stand, fixed his phone in place, and turned on the recording function...

……

Inside the box, Kurt followed "Ripley" and, under the cover of a burly man in a black suit, slipped through the crowd into a car.

To his surprise, Horton, Marty, Jules, and Dinah were also in the car.

"What are you trying to do now?" Kurt immediately became alert and instinctively reached for the two miniature artifacts hanging on his bracelet.

"Hey! Kurt, don't be nervous, we got here on our own," Diana quickly explained.

Seeing that the others nodded in agreement and didn't show any signs of being threatened, Kurt felt slightly relieved, but still voiced his doubts:

"So, what are you planning to do now? Continue summoning the evil god? And you even brought in this bunch of lunatics outside to cheer you on?"

Ripley didn't stay standing outside the car; instead, she sat in the passenger seat and turned to look at him.

"Those people weren't brought by us."

"They are members of the Cult of Giants."

"The Cult of Giants?" Kurt and his group of five were completely dumbfounded upon hearing this.

"Ripley" looked at them: "Because of the previous nuclear incident, our president is now in big trouble, and the Cult of Titans is just part of that trouble."

"They were all survivors of that disaster. Because they witnessed the 'miracle', they were gathered together by some people with good intentions. However, since they did not know His specific name, they could only call Him 'the giant god'."

Kurt and his five companions were speechless, but not surprised.

In this land, there are even quite a few people who believe in the existence of demons.

Not to mention that now that people have witnessed "miracles" firsthand, if no one is going crazy with religious worship, then this place wouldn't be America.

"This mess is entirely your doing!" Marty said from the back seat, pointing out the key issue.

Ripley nodded readily, acknowledging the situation:

"That's right, we summoned the ancient gods, but we did it for a reason."

"This will determine how and from what stand humanity will continue to coexist with them on this land."

"What a convenient excuse!" Jules said with a look of disdain.

Kurt asked, "What does this have to do with us?"