459: Chapter 458 The Spring Festival Gala of the Year of the Horse (2014) officially begins!

Surging human magnetic field power, continuously bursting outward through the Vibranium bones throughout the body.

With magnetic field propulsion fully engaged, Lin Mo streaked across the sky like a meteor.

At this very moment, night had fallen.

However, the apartment complex of the Lin Mo Research Center was as bright as day.

The lights from every household merged into a warm ocean.

Unlike previous years, this year's New Year's Eve dinner was eaten exceptionally early.

Just as it turned dark, the whole family hurriedly finished eating, put down their bowls and chopsticks, and gathered early in front of the television.

Everyone's face carried an excitement that was almost pilgrimage-like, looking forward to the official broadcast of the CCTV Spring Festival Gala for the Jiawu Year of the Horse in ten minutes.

For over a month, major official media outlets had been bombarding the public with teasers for tonight's program, long ago whetting the appetite of the entire nation to the extreme.

Those innovation programs with gimmicks turned up to the max were secondary.

What truly had countless people waiting with bated breath were the earth-shattering pieces of news that had already "leaked" through various channels and were about to be officially announced on the Spring Festival Gala stage.

Including: the official completion of the first man-made base on the moon, "Yuegui City," the mass production and market launch of the "Kunlun" first-generation civilian Exoskeleton Armor, and the upcoming first public beta test of the "Nanke Dreamscape" quantum network virtual reality world... and so on...

Each and every one of them was an epoch-making technological achievement capable of completely overturning the social order.

The Chinese people were actually no strangers to these.

Half a year ago, these were just the future blueprints that the new generation of Chinese prodigy—and now the Chief Designer of the era's development—Lin Mo, had drawn up for the 1.4 billion Chinese people at the commendation ceremony.

Although no one doubted that Lin Mo could do it, everyone's psychological expectation was five years, ten years, or even longer.

But who could have imagined?

Half a year.

Only half a year had passed!

These science-fiction achievements that sounded so unreachable were actually all about to become reality?

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"We only succeeded in landing on the moon last year, and this year a city has been built on the moon? Do you think it's building with blocks? It takes me three years just to dig a subway downstairs!"

"To the person above, your perspective is too small! The past is the past, and now is now!"

"When Chief Designer Lin makes a move, can it be the same?"

"But I still think it's a bit doubtful; this speed is too outrageous!"

"I bet a pack of spicy strips that this is definitely a smoke bomb released by the authorities to boost morale!"

"Whether it's true or not, just having the guts to announce it like this is impressive enough. I, for one, believe it!"

On major social networks, related discussions were already boiling over.

Lin Mo transformed into a stream of light tearing through the night.

The surging human magnetic field power burst forth through the Vibranium bones spread across his entire body, forming a repulsive light arc visible to the naked eye behind him.

He pushed the magnetic field propulsion to its limit, and even the air was compressed to the point of emitting dull sonic booms.

"Buzz—" A shrill phone vibration sounded in the high altitude.

Lin Mo answered with one hand without even looking.

"Chief Designer Lin, where have you arrived?" Secretary Liu's voice came through.

"Arriving immediately."

Lin Mo hung up the phone, his gaze piercing through the clouds and locking onto the Space Force Base below.

His speed surged once again.

On the base's tarmac, Secretary Liu was pacing back and forth anxiously.

A group of Space Force generals looked up at the pitch-black night sky from time to time.

"Secretary-General Liu, the Spring Festival Gala starts in just a few minutes. Can Chief Designer Lin make it in time..."

Before the words could finish, an invisible pressure suddenly descended from the sky.

Everyone felt their breath hitch.

Their military overcoats were blown, flapping loudly by a sudden gust of air.

A dark shadow, under their astonished gaze, fell vertically from an altitude of ten thousand meters.