233: Chapter 233 You guys are making a fuss, I'll just unleash my trump card and I'll take the trending topics.

"It's not suitable for you to go up yourself right now." Number 18 looked at the aircraft, her tone calm, almost devoid of emotion.

"New equipment, low outdoor temperatures, open family environment, not a fully enclosed test scenario."

"Given your current status, you shouldn't be doing this kind of first-round public verification."

When these words were spoken, the nerves of several Guards hiding outside the villa tightened almost simultaneously.

A young Guard responsible for the outer perimeter even subconsciously took half a step forward, sweat beading on his forehead.

When he had been watching this thing from the shadows, he was merely shocked.

Now that he saw Lu Li really prepared to step on it himself, he was completely numb.

What kind of weight does this person carry now?

If something were to happen, who could bear the responsibility?

Lu Li just glanced at Number 18 and smiled.

"Don't worry."

"The lab has already had Robots test it many times."

"Dynamic load-bearing, center of gravity shift, low-temperature response, short-range hovering, and emergency braking—everything has been run."

As he spoke, he tapped his fingertips lightly on the control stick.

"There is no danger."

"Besides—"

His tone became a bit lighter.

"This thing has no backdoors."

With one sentence, Number 18 and the Guards in the shadows all fell silent.

Because they all knew this wasn't comforting.

It was a fact.

Lu Li was clearer than anyone about his own value, and precisely because of that, he would not allow any uncontrollable risks to exist in such equipment.

After he finished speaking, he twisted his wrist slightly.

The three fans at the bottom of the aircraft lit up with a faint glow, then began to spin at high speed.

But the sound produced was not harsh.

There was no sharp roar like a traditional propeller; instead, it was a low, stable vibration frequency, like some quiet yet powerful engine slowly awakening in the winter night.

Hum—

A very light vibration spread out from beneath the fuselage.

The snow in the courtyard was blown away by the airflow in a circle, as if someone had gently blown a layer of white frost off the ground.

The next second, the aircraft began to lift off the ground.

It wasn't lifted up violently.

It was more like the ground suddenly lost its hold on it.

It first trembled slightly, then, along with Lu Li standing on it, rose steadily upward.

Ten centimeters.

Half a meter.

One meter.

The whole process was unreasonably smooth.

Wang Peng's mouth was wide open, standing there as if someone had stuffed a walnut into his mouth, unable to make a sound for several seconds.

Not until Lu Li and the aircraft had risen more than two meters high did he finally come to his senses, jumping three feet high.

"Holy crap—!!"

"Brother, you're for real!!!"

This shout was so loud that even behind the curtains on the second floor of the villa, a silhouette moved slightly.

Lu Yaoguang's eyes were shockingly bright, looking up at Lu Li in mid-air, so shocked that she couldn't even maintain her usual aloofness.

"I mean... DJI is still researching personal flight devices."

"You just cut off everyone else's path from the sky."

Su Qingxue stood by the snow, looking up at the figure hovering steadily in mid-air, lost in thought for a moment.

This wasn't "showing off."

Nor was it some flight toy that only a big boy would like.

This was the true key to transportation for future cities.

Once it matures, the road will no longer just be on the ground.

Commuting, security, rescue, logistics, building connections—the entire city structure will be rewritten.

And the scene before her was the first frame of everything truly beginning.

The wind blew the stray hair on her forehead, but she didn't bother with it.

She just quietly watched Lu Li slightly change direction in the air; the aircraft shifted smoothly with his movements, like a perfectly tamed silver arc.

No shaking.

No loss of control.

Even the falling snowflakes were rippled into a light circle around it.

This scene was so quiet it was almost surreal.

Like the future had suddenly lifted a corner and happened to land in their yard.

A few minutes later, Lu Li relaxed his wrist, and the aircraft descended back to the ground bit by bit.

There was almost no obvious vibration upon landing; it just paused slightly, like someone pressing something that had been floating on water back into reality smoothly.

As soon as he landed, Wang Peng almost pounced on him.

"Brother! Can you let me try it during the winter break!"

Lu Li took off his gloves and glanced at him.

"First, make up for those two points in your math grade."

Wang Peng: "..."

This knife stabbed too skillfully.

The little fatty broke down on the spot, squatting on the ground holding his head and howling.

"Brother, why do you have to bring up the one thing I'm bad at—"

Just as laughter rose in the yard, the phones and tablets of several people vibrated almost at the same time.

A series of notification sounds seemed particularly abrupt in the snowy night.

Su Qingxue looked down, and the expression on her face faded bit by bit.

Lu Yaoguang also clicked on the latest push notification, her brow furrowing slightly.

The discussion on welfare policies had not only failed to subside.

Instead, it had started to turn into something even more sinister.

In the villa living room, warm light fell all over the floor.

The aircraft had been pushed back into the center of the living room, sitting there like a beautiful, unbelievable future collectible.

But none of the people in the room had the pure sense of wonder from just a moment ago.

Because the rhythm on the internet had already started to blatantly go sour.

Wang Peng exploded first.

The little fatty had just been howling about "whether he could fly it during winter break," but now, looking down at the comments on his phone, he almost dropped his tablet.

"No, are they sick or something?!"

"Wasn't it clear enough in the press conference just now? Why start this set of nonsense right away?"

His fingers slid down rapidly, getting angrier the more he read, the flesh on his face trembling along with it.

The first wave of voices rose to the top.

—"Sounds nice, but won't they end up paying three or five hundred a month?"

—"What's the use of three or five hundred? Not even enough to eat."

—"Don't make such a big fuss, just to throw some pocket change to shut people up."

Wang Peng was furious on the spot.

"The details haven't even been released, and they're already collecting the money on behalf of others?"

"Can these people predict the future, or did their ancestors work as cashiers?"

Lu Yaoguang didn't respond to his comment.

She was much calmer than Wang Peng, scrolling through a few pages on her tablet, her eyes sinking bit by bit.

Because the second wave of rhythm had already arrived.

—"If companies pay, prices will definitely go up."

—"In the end, it's the consumers who pay the bill."

—"This isn't welfare, it's just another way to make everyone pay together."

Further down, the third wave followed closely.

—"Why should our taxes be used to subsidize those unemployed people?"

—"We who work honestly don't get an extra cent, yet they have a guarantee?"

—"Do the hard-working people end up being the suckers?"

The last wave was even more sinister.

—"Who will be willing to work hard in the future?"

—"Are people at home more comfortable than those who go to work?"

—"Isn't this just a way to raise lazy people?"

Four waves of voices, one after another, came quickly and neatly.

It looked like they were raising questions from different angles.

But the more one looked, the more something felt wrong.

Wang Peng was so angry he kept spinning around the sofa.

"Can't these people do something human?"

"Just when someone stands up to take charge, they try their hardest to mess it up!"

Lu Yaoguang finally put down the tablet, crossed her arms, her eyes very cold.

"This isn't ordinary people just complaining."

"This is clearly a scripted template."

Su Qingxue looked up at her.

"You noticed it too?"

"It's too obvious." Lu Yaoguang tapped her fingertip on the screen. "The first wave makes everyone disappointed, thinking the subsidy will be pitifully small."

"The second wave twists the problem into 'companies pay, so products must rise in price,' making all consumers vigilant."

"The third wave leads to 'tax unfairness,' inciting working people and unemployed people to look at each other with hostility."

"The fourth wave is the cruelest, directly turning the contradiction into 'hard-working people suffer, lazy people benefit'."

She stopped for two seconds, her tone getting colder and colder.

"They aren't discussing whether the policy has problems."

"They are deliberately stirring the issue from 'how to redistribute technological dividends' into 'who among ordinary people suffers more'."

The living room was quiet for a moment.

Su Qingxue looked at those comments and gave a low "hmm."

"They are muddying the waters."

"And they are doing it very professionally."

Wang Peng listened, stunned, and finally nodded vigorously.

"Right! That's exactly the feeling!"

"It looks like they are reasoning, but in reality, they are just picking fights!"

"But the problem is, some people actually believe it!"

Lu Yaoguang let out a soft breath.

"Because what they are picking at are the emotions most easily stirred."

"Is the money enough."

"Will products go up in price."

"Why do others have it and I don't."

"Why am I working while he gets a subsidy."

"These things hit the nail on the head every time."

As she spoke, her own heart sank a notch.

Because she knew the most disgusting part of this rhetoric wasn't its cleverness.

It was that it worked.

It doesn't need to be completely correct.

It only needs to provoke the most instinctive sense of unfairness, and that is enough to twist a matter that should have been discussed seriously into something completely distorted.

Su Qingxue looked at the tablet and spoke slowly:

"They are deliberately shifting the contradiction from 'how technology can feed back to ordinary people' to 'who among ordinary people suffers more'."

One sentence, hitting the mark accurately.

Wang Peng held the tablet, so anxious he was about to jump up.

"Then what do we do?"

"We can't just watch them ride on our faces like this, right?!"

Lu Li was currently sitting in a single sofa, his elbows resting on the armrests, looking down at those comments, his expression having no obvious fluctuations.

Wang Peng was almost going crazy with anxiety.

"Brother, say something!"

"These people are almost riding on your face to control the narrative!"

Lu Li finally lifted his eyes.

"What's the rush."

"They aren't just riding on it now."

"They haven't ridden on it any less in the past."

Lu Li made a rare joke.

Wang Peng: "..."

Fine.

There was really no way to refute that.

But Lu Li's next sentence made him spirited again.

"However, whether they are riding on Guanghui Technology or if Guanghui Technology will pin them to death, that's not certain."

Wang Peng was stunned for a second, then his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Right! Brother, your words have murderous intent!"

Lu Li tossed his phone back onto the coffee table, his tone still the same, casual, not even bothering to waste any extra effort.

"If we step in now, they will only be happier."

"You explain one sentence, they can entangle you for ten."

"The more serious you are, the more excited they get."

"This kind of rhythm, what it fears most is not people arguing, but no one paying attention."

The people in the living room all fell silent.

Su Qingxue understood his meaning first.

If anyone stepped in now, they would be dragged into the problems set up by others.

If you reply "it's not three or five hundred" today, tomorrow they can continue to ask "then why isn't it five thousand or ten thousand."

If you explain "prices won't rise immediately" today, tomorrow they can continue to harp on "it will be borne by consumers sooner or later."

This isn't a discussion.

This is deliberately dragging you into the mud to roll with them.

Lu Li looked at the constantly refreshing comments, his voice very faint.

"Letting the facts come out is more useful than making them shut up."

"Wait until the first batch of people actually gets the money, wait until the courses really start, wait until the positions are really filled, wait until the corporate responsibility list is implemented one by one."

"By then, these words will turn around and slap them in the face themselves."

Wang Peng kept nodding as he listened, but he still felt a bit stifled.

"So we really do nothing?"

"Who said we're doing nothing?"

Lu Li glanced at him, his lips curling slightly, "They like to use old perceptions to muddy the waters, so I'll show them something newer."

As he said this, he raised his hand and patted the shell of the aircraft next to him.

The cold silver-gray fuselage shone with a very restrained light under the lamp.

"Have the official website update a set of pictures."

"Of the aircraft."

Everyone in the room paused simultaneously.

Wang Peng reacted first, his eyes shining brightly.

"Holy crap, right! They are rolling in the mud on the ground, and you are directly putting the new thing in the sky!"

Lu Yaoguang also laughed.

This time, she was truly convinced.

Not the kind of conviction after seeing black technology.

But the conviction after seeing Lu Li's method of handling things—'You play with mud with me, I'll throw the future right in your face'."

Su Qingxue had already started looking down and sending messages to the brand and official website team.

She moved quickly, and her tone returned to that usual cold and crisp manner.

"Choose the real shots from the courtyard for the photos."

"Don't over-edit."

"No need for exaggerated titles, just write 'Guanghui Technology Anti-gravity Vehicle Project First Engineering Machine Verification Completed'."

"Post it tonight."

She looked up at Lu Li.

"Is this enough?"

Lu Li leaned back in the sofa and smiled lightly.

"Enough."

"If they love to argue, let them argue first."

"I'll update some technology on my end to suppress the noise."

Outside, the snow was still falling.

The house was warm with lights.

And at this moment, the backend of the official website had already begun to urgently receive images, revise the page, and go live.

A few minutes later, the homepage of the Guanghui Technology official website quietly had a new image added.

In the snowy villa courtyard.

The silver-gray single-person Anti-gravity Vehicle stood quietly, its lines cold, like a piece of the future that had landed early.

Once the picture went up, the rhythm that was originally spreading crazily all over the internet was instantly pressed down as if by force.

And then—

It completely exploded.

The entire internet was like having a basin of ice water poured over its head.

It was silent for a moment.

Immediately after, everyone was confused.

One second ago, everyone was arguing endlessly about topics like "will the subsidy be too small," "will companies raise prices," and "is this raising lazy people," and the next second, the Guanghui Technology official website had placed a single-person Anti-gravity Vehicle that looked like it had driven straight out of a snowy night in the future right in front of everyone.