Suddenly—
"Snap!"
An extremely piercing sound of metal breaking was amplified countless times through the high-fidelity microphone, instantly tearing through the music on site.
Taylor's thinnest high E string suddenly snapped during the intense strumming.
The sharp steel string, like a whip, instantly lashed across the index finger of Taylor's left hand, which was pressing the strings, immediately cutting a shallow but very long wound.
Bright red beads of blood popped out almost instantly, dripping down her fingertip onto the snow-white guitar pickguard.
Under the spotlight, that splash of red looked particularly shocking.
"Oh my god, she's bleeding!"
"Damn it, stop!"
"..."
A wave of gasps erupted from the audience, and fans in the front row even covered their mouths.
The music stopped abruptly, and the scene fell into a state of commotion and chaos.
Just as the backstage staff were preparing to rush onto the stage with a first-aid kit and the audience thought the performance would be forced to stop, Taylor shook her head gently at the microphone.
Enduring the piercing pain in her fingertip, she looked up and gave a pale, stubborn, yet incredibly charming smile to the camera lens below the stage.
"Sorry for the scare, everyone. But for a guitarist, this is actually our badge of honor, isn't it?"
She didn't go offstage to get bandaged; instead, she pulled out that tube of Umbrella repair cream with its simple silver body from her jeans pocket.
Hundreds of eyes in the audience, along with several high-definition DV cameras that had been prepared in the back, were now staring intently at her movements.
Taylor unscrewed the cap and applied a thick layer of the translucent crystalline paste directly onto the wound, which was still bleeding.
"Will this stuff work?"
"That's an open wound. It's not dry, peeling skin. Applying random things could cause a tetanus infection."
Someone in the audience whispered in doubt.
However, the next second, something magical happened.
The close-up shot on the giant stage screen recorded it all faithfully and shockingly.
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The moment the paste touched the wound, it did not melt away like ordinary Vaseline; instead, it seemed to have a life of its own, rapidly penetrating and spreading.
A layer of extremely thin biological film formed rapidly on the surface of the wound, sealing it seamlessly.
This did not feel like applying medicine; it felt more like biological welding from a science fiction movie.
Less than 60 seconds later, Taylor gently wiped away the excess paste with a wet wipe.
The bleeding cut, with its previously curled edges, was completely stanched.
The red, swollen inflammatory reaction at the edge of the wound was fading at an incredible speed, and the originally purplish-red skin turned to a normal pinkish-white.
The incision looked as if it had been sealed with superglue, leaving only a very faint, thin pink line.
Taylor tried moving her finger, then, in front of everyone, pressed down hard again on the B string that had not snapped, producing a crisp chord.
There was no expression of pain, only a confident smile.
"Just like I sing in my songs, some pain is unavoidable, but we can choose to heal quickly."
Taylor held up the silver tube and winked playfully at the light.
At that moment, this was not just an advertisement; it was a declaration of resilience and technology.
"Umbrella Corporation, even a $20 product is magic. Alright, let's switch guitars and continue with the next song."
The whole venue erupted!
Screams, applause, and whistles nearly blew the roof off.
If the previous print ads were just self-promotion, then this magical demonstration, captured by high-definition cameras shoved right in her face during an unexpected accident, was irrefutable proof.
The real storm arrived within two hours after the performance ended.
A professionally edited video titled "Taylor Swift's Live Finger-Severing Miracle: This Is Definitely magic!" was uploaded to the newly emerging YouTube and quickly reposted to Myspace, Facebook, and various vertical forums.
This was not organic spread; it was the online army Alice had already laid in ambush.
Meanwhile, thousands of "seed users" who had actually received free samples—those guitarists, tattoo artists, and Nurses—felt like they had found their tribe after seeing the video and began to speak out crazily online.
Guitarist Home Forum.
"Damn it, I thought the package I received the day before yesterday was just junk mail trial samples. I tried it just now, and the old calluses I'd developed from practicing guitar softened up in one night. The one in Taylor's video is real; this stuff forms a biological film, and playing guitar does not hurt at all."
National Nurses Union BBS.
"I am a head Nurse in the emergency department at Mount Sinai Hospital. I want to say that the hemostatic and repair effects of this stuff are a hundred times better than the medical Vaseline we use. After washing my hands fifty times a day, my cracked, bleeding hands finally have salvation. This is definitely some kind of military-grade black technology."
Reddit Trending Section.
"Why can't I find this at Walmart? I went to CVS and asked, and the clerk looked at me like I was an idiot. What are these morons thinking? Why aren't they selling this miracle drug?"
Black technology, wound repair, affordable miracle drug...
These keywords spread like a virus across the internet wasteland, igniting people's desire for the unknown.
At the same time, the Umbrella Corporation official website launched a highly provocative feature.
Out-of-Stock Heat Map.
On the page, there was only a gray map of the United States and a line of text: "If you want it but can't buy it, please light up your city."
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