Three months later, Golden Stone City's Central Square had been temporarily converted into a massive open-air venue capable of holding fifty thousand people. The tiered stands were packed to capacity.
In the center of the square stood a mysterious structure, covered by a heavy black curtain.
An hour before the press conference began, the red curve representing data traffic on the national Spirit Communication Network's real-time load graph had already shattered its historical peak. It was still climbing wildly at a near-vertical angle.
Everyone in the kingdom who owned a Spirit Communication Terminal was waiting anxiously.
Under the watchful eyes of the entire nation, King William, dressed in full royal regalia, ascended the high platform step by step.
Behind him, three giant light screens faced the myriad of expectant and fervent faces in different directions.
