Tang Feng carefully analyzed his current situation.
With his current environment, it was basically impossible for the people around him to believe in him.
If he really wanted to complete the mission, he would probably have to rely on the outside of Qingshan Mental Hospital.
But the current situation was that Tang Feng could not get out either.
So...
The best way was to spread the prophecy through the Internet!
Thinking of this, Tang Feng immediately sat in front of the windowsill and turned on his laptop!
The first prediction given by the system was that the Chenghua Road Viaduct in Nanhai City would collapse tomorrow afternoon, which was the afternoon of November 1st.
He had to find a suitable platform to post as soon as possible to ensure that the effect of the post would be maximized.
According to the memories of the Host before Tang Feng transmigrated, the forum of the South Sea Home was just right.
Thinking of this, Tang Feng immediately registered a forum account and posted a thread:
"I am a prophet, and I am now announcing an important prophecy.”
"Tomorrow, November 1st, 2020, at 6:37:37 PM, the Chenghua Road Viaduct in Nanhai City will collapse!”
"All riders, please inform your family and friends to take a detour!”
The Friends of the South China Sea forum was a local forum for some of the citizens of the South China Sea.
There were tens of thousands of registered users.
Usually, there were thousands of active users.
A few minutes after Tang Feng's post was sent out, the forum and the main thread exploded.
"What's going on?"
" Is he an idiot?!"
"You've played too many Werewolves. Prophet?!”
"Little brother, it's better to delete the post as soon as possible. If you spread a rumor and forwarded it for more than 500 yuan, you will be sentenced!”
"What about the forum moderators? Shouldn't we deal with this kind of post?”
"Previous poster, don't worry, I've already @'warm-hearted Old Zhang' the moderator!”
……
At the same time, the host of the Friends of South Sea forum, Old Zhang, who was also the captain of Nanhai City's traffic control squadron, was still on his way to pick up his children from school.
When he received the notification from the forum, he logged into his phone APP while waiting for the red light.
When he saw Tang Feng's post and everyone's messages, he couldn't help but laugh. He immediately replied to his message:
"Everyone, don't get too excited. Although the content of this user's post is ridiculous, it didn't violate the rules of the forum. Everyone could just treat it as a joke and watch.”
"Please don't spread the news on the forum.”
"Once it attracts the attention of the Internet Surveillance Bureau, there will be more restrictions on this forum in the future!”
On the forum, almost all the racers were teasing Tang Feng.
At this moment, after Old Zhang's reply, the onlookers immediately gathered at the bottom of his reply.
"What the moderator said makes sense."
"This guy, let's just watch him like a pet.”
"Prepare to come back on time tomorrow to slap my face.”
"Hahahaha, I wonder if Mr. Prophet still dares to appear tomorrow.”
……
After everyone focused on teasing and complaining, they didn't take it too seriously.
After all, the water forum was used to kill time.
Even Old Zhang didn't think much of it. After the green light turned on, he put down his phone and continued driving the child home.
The next afternoon, when they picked up their son from school, many people in the forum were bored and prepared to wait for the truth to slap the prophet…
Old Zhang subconsciously looked ahead.
That was the entrance to the Chenghua Road Viaduct.
He would pass by this place every day when he brought his son home.
There was still a lot of traffic in that area, including under the bridge.
It was still 6:09 in the afternoon.
There were still about 28 minutes before the prophecy.
If he called the traffic control team to block the road, he should still be able to make it.
However, if it was a prank, he might be punished severely!
Old Zhang looked at the bridge and couldn't help but take out a pack of cigarettes. He shook one out and started smoking leisurely.
After taking a few puffs, he threw the cigarette aside and decided to call his subordinate.
Because, just like his forum ID 'Heart-hearted Old Zhang,' he was a warm-hearted person.
Even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, he was willing to take a gamble!
Moreover, although the prophecy sounded a little ridiculous, Tang Feng's post was too orderly and detailed…
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