I, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, am being kept by the state.

Li Chen did not linger at the Guanlongtai.

After saying those words, His enormous body tumbled once in the clouds before disappearing into the deeper sea of ​​clouds.

The golden shimmer gradually faded, and the sky returned to its azure blue.

But on the viewing platform, millions of people remained kneeling and motionless.

It's not that I don't want to move, it's that my legs are too weak.

"I...I've seen God?"

Wang Dali slumped on the transparent walkway, his hands supporting him on the ground, feeling as if he were floating.

The boss next to him, who was worth over 100 million, wasn't much better off. His suit and tie were askew, his hair was soaked with sweat, and he looked like he had just been pulled out of the water.

"It was worth it, it was worth it in this life."

The boss muttered to himself, his eyes red-rimmed.

In the crowd, some people were crying, some were laughing, and some even fainted.

Medical staff pushed stretchers through the crowd, but most people were just emotionally overwhelmed and were not seriously injured.

Just then, the broadcast started.

"Please leave the venue in an orderly manner."

"Then, at the entrance gate, receive a Dragon Jade Peace Talisman."

The scene fell silent at first.

Immediately afterwards, a gasp of surprise erupted.

"And there are small gifts too?!"

"A dragon jade amulet? What's that?"

"Whatever it is, something bestowed by the Dragon God, how could it be ordinary?"

The crowd instantly came to life; those who had been too weak to stand just moments before were now pushing their way to the exit as if they had been injected with adrenaline.

"Don't push! There's enough for everyone!"

"Line up! Line up!"

The armed police officers shouted at the top of their lungs, but they couldn't suppress the enthusiasm at all.

Wang Dali finally managed to squeeze to the gate, where he saw staff distributing brocade boxes.

The brocade box is small, about the size of a palm, and is entirely gold in color.

"This box must be worth quite a bit of money, right?"

Wang Dali carefully took the brocade box, afraid of damaging it.

"Open it and take a look!"

Someone nearby urged them on.

Wang Dali took a deep breath and slowly opened the box.

Inside the box, a jade pendant about the size of a thumb lay quietly.

The jade pendant is warm and smooth, with a faint golden glow, and a small piece of milky white jade in the shape of a dragon scale is embedded in it.

"Is this the Dragon Jade?"

Wang Dali carefully picked up the jade pendant, and the moment he touched it, a warm current flowed into his body through his palm.

His legs, which had been sore from standing for hours, instantly felt relieved.

That feeling of fatigue vanished completely, and I felt refreshed, as if I had just woken up.

Holy crap!

Wang Dali's eyes widened. "My leg almost broke just now, but it doesn't hurt at all!"

"Really?"

The shopkeeper next to him also opened his brocade box, picked up the jade pendant, and stuck it on his forehead.

Three seconds later, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"My migraines...are gone?"

The boss's voice trembled, "I've had this illness for over ten years, seen countless doctors but nothing could cure it, and now..."

Before he could finish speaking, he kowtowed three times to the sky.

"Thank you, Dragon God! Thank you, Dragon God!"

This scene instantly ignited the entire audience.

Countless people opened the brocade box, picked up the jade pendant, and then everyone was in an uproar.

"My back doesn't hurt anymore!"

"My cervical spondylosis is cured!"

Wang Dali looked down at the jade pendant in his hand and suddenly felt that it was heavy.

This is not a souvenir, it is a true divine object.

He carefully hung the jade pendant around his neck and tucked it away close to his body.

"Even if someone offered me a million dollars, I wouldn't sell."

The boss next to him laughed when he heard this.

"Brother, don't even mention a million, I wouldn't trade it for a hundred million."

He patted Wang Dali on the shoulder, "This is a gift from the Dragon God, it's faith, not a commodity."

Wang Dali nodded, suddenly finding the boss much more agreeable.

Among the wealthy, there are still some shrewd individuals.

Those who were just outside the entrance, who were feeling fortunate to have seen the Dragon God from afar even though they hadn't won a ticket, instantly turned to envy and jealousy upon hearing the commotion coming from inside.

"What? There's also a Dragon Jade Amulet?"

"Damn it, why didn't I get it?"

"Me too......"

On the outskirts of the crowd, a programmer wearing a plaid shirt held his phone, his eyes red.

"I was just thinking, since we can see the Dragon God from the outside anyway, it doesn't matter whether we go in or not. Now..."

Before he could finish speaking, an older woman next to him chimed in.

"You must be kicking yourself now, right? Let me tell you, my grandson insisted I draw lots for him yesterday, and I thought it was too much trouble. Now look what's happened, the kid's inside and I'm outside."

As the woman spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.

"Auntie, don't cry. Maybe there will be another chance in the future."

The programmer offered words of comfort.

"What chance do you have?!"

The middle-aged woman wiped her eyes and said, "Look at this sea of ​​people. How many people will be vying for the lottery next time? I have no hope in this lifetime."

Similar conversations could be heard throughout the crowd.

Some people felt regret, some sighed, and some even sat down on the ground and began to doubt their lives.

"I knew it! How could something bestowed by the Dragon God be an ordinary souvenir?"

"If I had known, I would have mortgaged the house and bought more accounts to participate in the lottery."

"Wake up, this isn't something that can be solved by spending money."

Just then, the crowd that had emerged from Guanlongtai began to pass through the outer perimeter.

Those who received the Dragon Jade Peace Talisman had uncontrollable joy on their faces, carefully protecting the brocade box on their chests, afraid that it might be touched by someone.

People on the outside watched longingly, their eyes filled with the words "I want one too."

"Brother, are you selling that jade pendant? I'll offer 100,000!"

A middle-aged man in a suit suddenly rushed forward and stopped a young man who had just come out.

The young man paused for a moment, then shook his head: "Not for sale."

"Two hundred thousand!"

"Not for sale."

"Five hundred thousand! Cash! Transfer immediately!"

The young man stopped and took a serious look at the middle-aged man.

"Brother, are you really ignorant or just pretending? This was bestowed by the Dragon God; it's a gift of faith, not a commodity."

After saying that, the young man walked past the middle-aged man and left without looking back.

The middle-aged man stood there, stunned, for a long time before he came to his senses.

Someone nearby laughed.

"Brother, don't waste your time. No one will sell this thing for any price."

the other side.

"Director Chen, that's a brilliant move."

"The effects of Dragon Jade have not been verified on a large scale."

Zhao Wenjin pulled up several surveillance videos, saying, "If we were to hold a press conference and say, 'This jade can cure diseases,' the outside world would definitely question it and say that we are promoting feudal superstition."

He pointed to the crowd on the screen who were pressing the dragon jade tightly to their foreheads.

"But things are different now. These people have experienced it firsthand, and they will spread the word themselves."

Chen Dong put down his teacup without saying a word.

Zhao Wenjin continued, "And as you can see, we didn't do any advertising at all; we simply said 'receive a souvenir.'"

"Now the whole internet is talking about the miraculous effects of the Dragon Jade. It's more effective than spending a hundred million to beat GG."

Chen Dong rubbed the dragon jade on his body.

"So the best way is to let it talk to itself."

Looking at the excited crowd on the screen, Chen Dong said, "Facts speak louder than words. The reactions of these people are more convincing than any test report."

Zhao Wenjin nodded, then suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, Mr. Li said he wants to meet with Mr. Qian and others privately."