super carrier

Chapter 233

Chapter 233

A Facebook community in the United States.

"Hey Jack, heard you were on the plane during 'Doomsday Crisis'?"

"Oh! Don't mention this, my dad spent 500 million dollars to buy the plane ticket!

You can't imagine that the scene in the airport is the real doomsday. I still broke my head in the crowded crowd, not to mention how embarrassing it is, and the bandages haven't been removed until now!

But that's not the point...the point is that the government told us at the last minute that the planet is safe!And after the plane landed, they actually told us that we couldn't get a refund!Can you understand my WTF mood at that time? "

"Five million dollars? You never said that you are a rich second generation. As your best friend, can you understand how I want to kill you now?"

"Hey! That's my dad's money, not mine! He said he would donate all the money to set up a charitable fund as soon as I get to work, and I can only be a fund manager!"

"..."

"..."

After a series of silences below.

"Jack, you knew the end was coming and didn't notify us. I think you owe us an explanation!" someone interjected.

"Hey, it's not my fault! I didn't know what happened when my dad stuffed me into the car without saying a word, and then he didn't even confiscate my mobile phone! Otherwise, I will definitely notify you as soon as possible!"

"Well, for the sake of your misery, I believe you for the time being. But do you say that the alien bomb is real? It won't be a weapon made by the government itself and then thrown to the alien's back Pot? After all, this matter is outrageous! There was no news about aliens before."

"Hmph! You are so naive. Our UFO Research Association has known about their existence for a long time, but no one believes us. How about it? Do you want to join our association? We have top-secret news! Girls first!" Suddenly someone jumped out advertise.

"Get out of the advertisement? Aliens are coming to invade! They have dropped bombs! Can you have a sense of crisis?"

"We are just students, and the biggest official here is the president of the student union. What can I do? If I were the president, I would definitely send troops to beat up those aliens looking for their teeth everywhere!"

"Come on, people's bombs can be dropped directly on the earth. What does this mean? The enemy is dark and we are clear. It is difficult to defeat!"

There is some silence below, after all, this topic is very heavy.

"Even if we humans are weak, we should try to fight, right? They don't even talk about it, they just want to kill us, and the rabbit bites us when it's anxious!"

"That's right, even if I can survive, I don't want to be a slave anyway. I think Mr. Albert is right! We should pick up our guns and fight for survival, freedom and dignity!"

"That's right! Mr. Albert is right!"

"Yes! Support Mr. Albert!"

……

A certain speaker seems to have become the spiritual leader of the earth's resistance against aliens.

After the excitement of the crowd, some people still couldn't help but stand up and tell the cruel reality...

"But even our most powerful country, the United States, is helpless against aliens. In the end, we relied on the help of Captain Ghost to successfully stop the aliens' conspiracy. Even if we took guns, it would be of no avail..."

"Yes, the strengths of both sides are there. They are civilizations capable of interstellar navigation. The gap between us is too big, what should we do?"

"Who said we can't do anything! Since the United States and Captain Ghost can stop the aliens once, why can't there be a second time? I think... it's time to form a united front for mankind! Human beings must unite! "

"Yes! Well said, we can't do it in the United States. If we unite more than 200 countries in the world and add the mysterious and unpredictable ghost captain, I think it will work!"

"That's right! I support it!"

"Yes! We are going to form an Earth Army!"

……

"But we're just students, and this earth army can't be formed just as we said we would..." Someone said weakly.

"Who says we can't do it? The United States is about democracy. Let's take to the streets to march!"

"That's right! We still have to make a slogan, whoever supports the formation of the Earth Army, we will support him as president!"

"That's right, a good idea! Our student union fully supports the parade. I guarantee that at least 200 students will be mobilized to support the parade!"

"Our UFO Research Association can dispatch 30 people!"

"Our mountaineering enthusiasts association dispatched 50 people!"

"The Far West Muggle Federation dispatched 90 people!"

"Rainbow Club dispatched 100 people!"

"The Wake Up Association dispatched 20 people!"

"The Single Dog Association dispatched 300!"

"..."

……

After a strange outpouring of solidarity, the number of participants quickly approached a thousand...

"I think there are still too few people in a school. I know the president of the student union of XXX university. I heard that they are also discussing this matter. His phone number is XXXXXX. You don't need to thank me. Please call me a good person..." A long-term The diving members suddenly effervescently said.

"This student has done a good job! Yes, we must not only mobilize our school's strength, but also establish a university alliance! Unite all the forces of justice that can be united!

But who is the good guy?Forget it, that's not the point...

Come, come, let's discuss the details of the mobilization, mobilize all your social networks, we will launch an unprecedented parade to fight for the destiny of mankind to the end! "

"Okay, my brother is the leader of the off-campus Uber driver alliance, I can contact him!"

"My dad is the president of the union..." "My sister is the cheerleader..."

……

Things like what happened in the Facebook community are being staged all over the world at the same time. The fear, confusion, dissatisfaction, grief and anger accumulated in the "doomsday crisis" event are like a powder keg that will be ignited at one point, and that The fuse has been lit by someone.

A good person named "good guy" is active all over the world, or a group member who has been diving for many years suddenly bubbles up, or a zombie fan suddenly comes back from the dead...

Every time he appears, he can always give everyone the most intimate help, let everyone find like-minded people, and then disappear immediately, flicking his clothes when there is something wrong, he is an ancient chivalrous demeanor who hides his achievements and fame.

And if someone has a heart to investigate, they might find that even the original owners of these accounts have forgotten their login passwords...

And then, the information about the "good guy" will be silently deleted after the message box is posted...

In this way, under the thread of the "good guy" classmates, some "trends of thought" in the world are connected at an astonishing speed, forming a big network, which will soon bring unusual voices to the world...

In the information age, whoever controls the Internet doesn't just mean controlling wealth or intelligence, it also means...controlling public opinion...

Turn your hands into clouds, turn your hands into rain, in a silent place...the world is one!

(End of this chapter)