Stop it, the country really can't fit any more bans on the domestic entertainment industry.

"Indeed, he inherited his father's spirit."

After making this remark, Mr. Qian did not stop there.

He took half a step forward, leaning on his wooden cane.

He came up to Li Mo'an.

Mr. Qian didn't say anything more, but lowered his voice.

He moved closer to Li Mo'an and whispered something to him.

He seemed to be confirming some details with Li Mo'an.

He seemed to be verifying whether the young man's idea was the same as his own.

Li Mo'an lowered his head slightly and listened calmly.

He nodded from time to time, occasionally responding with a two-word reply in a very low voice.

The people around were dumbfounded.

The mayor, the county head, and Wang Dafa, among others, all craned their necks, trying to hear something.

But the wind was too strong around us.

All they could hear was the whistling of the wind through the trees and the crackling of a distant fire.

The distant firelight cast long shadows of the two men as they muttered to themselves.

Everyone felt like they had cat claws scratching at their hearts.

But no one dared to interrupt.

After all, one of them is a national treasure-level scientist, and the other is the only person who has proposed a solution so far.

He muttered to himself for about a minute.

Mr. Qian straightened up.

He exhaled a long breath, and his previously cloudy eyes became extremely bright.

Old Qian turned around and immediately waved to Wang Dafa.

He gave the garrison commander the order to retrieve the equipment.

Upon hearing the instructions, Wang Dafa immediately picked up the military communication equipment and began making deployments loudly.

Not long after.

A dull metallic scraping sound came from the entrance of the underground fortification.

The engineers and soldiers of the garrison shouted in unison.

Many long-forgotten cannons were forcibly pulled out from the upper passage of the underground fortifications.

These cannons had thick barrels that gleamed with a cold metallic sheen.

Although it has been stored underground for more than half a century, it remains well preserved thanks to the protection of special oils.

The heavy tracks left deep marks on the soil.

More than ten cannons were dragged to an open area at the scene.

The soldiers quickly adjusted the gun positions.

No unnecessary words.

The only sounds at the scene were the clanging of metal and the heavy breathing of the soldiers.

Soon, a makeshift artillery position was set up on this open space.

The dark muzzles of the cannons were all pointing diagonally towards the sky.

The direction was directly towards the burning forest in the distance.

While everyone was busy setting up the cannons.

Just as the soldiers were sweating profusely as they carried the thermobaric bombs...

Li Mo'an did something that surprised everyone.

He did not help move the ammunition.

He also did not adjust the firing parameters of the cannon.

He stood on one side of the artillery position, calmly taking out his cell phone from his pocket.

He unlocked the screen with practiced ease.

I tapped the screen a few times with my finger.

He actually started a live stream at this moment!

This scene was witnessed by Commander Wang Dafa, who was directing the moving.

As soon as Wang Dafa turned his head, he saw Li Mo'an holding up his phone and pointing it at the artillery position.

Wang Dafa felt a chill run down his spine.

He strode over.

"What are you doing? Put your phone away right now!" Wang Dafa shouted.

He immediately stepped forward, wanting to reach out and stop Li Mo'an.

This is no joke.

They are now using extremely powerful thermobaric weapons and have set up a makeshift artillery array.

How can such a sensitive matter involving arms be broadcast live online?

If this footage is captured by someone with malicious intent, it could cause a negative public opinion impact.

Who will take responsibility for this?

As a soldier, Wang Dafa's sense of secrecy is ingrained in his bones.

He was determined not to allow this to happen.

This has a really bad influence.

however.

Just as Wang Dafa's hand was about to touch Li Mo'an's phone.

A thin, bony arm reached out and blocked him.

It's Mr. Qian.

Old Qian, leaning on his cane, stood beside Li Mo'an.

He waved to Wang Dafa.

"Let him broadcast it." Old Qian's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a convincing power.

Wang Dafa was stunned.

He couldn't believe these were the words of his old commander.

"Mr. Qian, this is against the rules!" Wang Dafa said urgently, trying to explain.

He thought it was ridiculous.

However, Qian Lao gave extremely good reasons.

He looked at Wang Dafa and began to analyze the current situation in a serious tone.

"Xiao Wang, it's come to this, why are you still sticking to those rigid rules?"

"If we can't handle this fire."

"If the fire spreads through the forest, it could trigger an underground mushroom bomb explosion."

"The entire city of Yanghai will be razed to the ground."

"By then, what could have a greater impact than this?"

Wang Dafa was speechless when asked the question.

........................................

Mr. Qian continued to add.

You know, this happened just over ten minutes ago.

The mayor of a city, the head of a county, including Wang Dafa himself.

They all issued emergency evacuation orders.

They ordered all residents to take refuge in air-raid shelters such as underground parking lots and civil defense fortifications.

Those emergency calls were made, and air raid sirens echoed over the city.

The outside world must be buzzing about it right now.

Everyone knows that a big fire broke out in Mushroom Village.

Everyone knows that there is a mushroom bomb underground that is about to be detonated.

Panic has certainly spread among the population.

"Rather than letting panic spread unchecked through speculation and rumors, we should take the initiative to make it public," Qian said firmly.

Looking at Wang Dafa, who was deep in thought, Mr. Qian continued his in-depth analysis.

He pointed to the phone in Li Mo'an's hand.

"If this kid's method really works."

"If he can show everyone through a live stream that the fire has been successfully extinguished."

"This is the most direct way to quickly quell public panic."

"The public will naturally feel at ease once they see that the danger has passed."

Mr. Qian paused, his tone becoming heavy.

"What if we don't stream it live?"

"Even if we eventually manage to extinguish the fire, the public won't know immediately."

"Even when they're hiding in air-raid shelters, they still feel like death is hanging over their heads."

"The panic will continue, and may even lead to more chaos."

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These words were well-organized and hit the nail on the head.

After listening, Wang Dafa fell into a brief silence.

He carefully weighed the pros and cons and was eventually completely convinced by Qian Lao.

He nodded and lowered the hand that had tried to stop him.

As a result, Li Mo'an's live stream was reopened without any hindrance.

Li Mo'an calmly typed a few words into the title bar.

The title of the live stream suddenly changed to: "Mushroom House Easter Egg Live Stream".

As soon as the broadcast started, tens of thousands of netizens flooded into the live stream room.

Not far away.

Wang Yuzheng, the chief director of Mushroom House, looked at Li Moan, who was holding up his phone.

His face scrunched up like a bitter gourd.

Looking at the glaringly obvious title of the live stream, he didn't know what to say.

He was speechless.

He thought he already knew enough about this young man's capacity for causing trouble.

But now it seems he was still too young.

He could only silently say in his heart: Li Mo'an is truly dedicated.

They had reached a life-or-death moment, with raging fire ahead and deadly danger beneath their feet.

This kid even managed to bring viewers to their show.

This is practically risking their lives to create a variety show!

However, Wang Yuzheng found it hard to say that he was dedicated to his work.

After all, ever since the other party came to this show, the things they've caused have been getting bigger and bigger.

From unearthing a conventional bomb to attracting high-ranking officials from all walks of life.

Now they've even set up makeshift artillery positions and thermobaric weapons.

This is no longer the slow-paced variety show he originally envisioned.

Wang Yuzheng feels that his directing career has been completely overturned.

However, it was unavoidable.

Wang Yuzheng was also filled with intense curiosity.

He stared intently at the neatly arranged artillery array.

He was also curious about what the other party planned to do.

Using cannons to start a fire? That sounds absurd.

At this moment, Li Mo'an...

He calmly watched the viewers flooding into the live stream.

Watching the scrolling comments on the screen.

"It must be so wonderful to be your own fan," he thought to himself.

In this industry, which celebrity can create such a grand spectacle for their fans?

He always thinks of his fans when it comes to good things.

When such a once-in-a-century, hardcore scene occurs, we immediately start a live stream to share it with everyone.

As he was thinking about these things, he turned his head slightly to the side.

He glanced at his aunt Yang Mi, who was standing to the side.

He felt that his high level of professionalism was entirely due to the other party's guidance.

You know, his aunt had once given him this advice in a very earnest way.

Only when you put your fans in your heart will they put you in theirs.

He felt that he was now implementing it very thoroughly.

........................................

Yang Mi was staring blankly at the artillery array.

She suddenly noticed the gaze directed at her eldest nephew.

Looking at Li Mo'an's calm yet somewhat self-assured gaze.

Yang Mi's lips twitched involuntarily.

She instinctively took a step back.

She distanced herself from Li Mo'an.

Although she had no idea what her adopted nephew was thinking at that moment.

But based on her understanding of Li Mo'an, she was definitely not planning anything good.

She doesn't want to say anything right now.

She only wanted to say one thing to her nephew, who always managed to pull off some outrageous stunts.

Whatever you're thinking, don't get involved with me.