The hatch opens.

It wasn't the grim face that came out, nor the soldiers in armor, but a group of reporters in different clothes.

The people were stunned for a moment, and then burst into earth-shattering applause.

It was precisely because of these reporters risking their lives to cover the front line that the people of the Seven Star Domains were able to see those thrilling battle scenes. For example, in the later stage of the war known as the "War of Honor" in history, when many nanosatellites were damaged, many reporters drove mecha into the front line of the war without hesitation to capture some precious shots, and even many reporters fought with alien warships during interviews.

In this war with alien civilizations, the major media in the seven star fields sent a total of 2,700 reporters, and less than 2,000 people were able to return to Side, and a quarter of the excellent reporters were lost.

On the holographic screen in the square, some pictures of the work of reporters began to be played, not only the images of the reporters busy working in the main control room, but also the holograms of the reporters working hard in the meteorite belt.

At the same time, some classic pictures appeared, from the Earth period to the interstellar exploration period, and then to the interstellar era.

When classic pictures and familiar faces appeared on the holographic screen, lively children presented garlands to the reporters.

The reporters wearing garlands stood on a high platform and looked at the huge holograms with the soldiers, and suddenly, the holograms froze, and the vocal music of the whole square also froze, as if time and space were frozen.

Just when people were dazed, suddenly, a familiar figure walked slowly on a thick carpet and walked up to the high platform, and behind him, there were dozens of smiling men and women.

People know the old man who headed him, Joseph Pulitzer, the president of the Pulitzer Prize for Journalism, and the people who followed him were members of the jury.

The reporters watched in amazement as the majestic old man walked onto the high platform.

Joseph Pulitzer announced that all journalists who participated in the "War of Honor" would receive the Pulitzer Prize, an unprecedented decision because no one in human history has ever won more than 2,000 Pulitzer Prizes.

There were no objections, and that was the credit they deserved.

When the news was announced, the applause was overwhelming and long-lasting. Members of the organizing committee of the Pulitzer Prize for Journalism presented awards to the journalists, and a list of reporters who died on the front line appeared on the holographic screen, while the reporters standing on the high platform were excited, hugging each other and crying.

The ceremony was short, and the members of the Pulitzer Prize organizing committee seemed to know that there was something more important, and they were very efficient, and they went their separate ways, and the medals were quickly awarded.

The reporters didn't care about the simplicity of the ceremony, because, they knew, that today's protagonist had not yet appeared, and that they were able to stand on this high platform and receive high honors entirely because of today's protagonist.

As members of the Pulitzer Prize organizing committee left the podium, the square of millions of people suddenly fell into a moment of extreme silence.

Millions of eyes were glued to the open hatch.

No, everyone in the Seven Star Fields was staring at the open hatch.

People held their breath for fear of making the slightest sound.

"Phew"

Just when everyone was expecting it, suddenly, a white figure jumped directly from the hatch to the high platform, and before people could react, the white figure flew into the crowd like a bird, letting out a series of laughter like silver bells.

The speed was too fast, and before people could react, the white figure had disappeared into the VIP seats below the high platform.

However, the holographic lens was faithfully recorded.

The huge holographic screen played in slow motion just now, it was a beautiful girl, and the girl was smiling like a flower, like a spring breeze blowing.

Joe.

It's Little Joe.

"Little Joe, little Joe, little Joe—" someone shouted.

This is Sidstar, this is the headquarters of the Chen Gao family, and this is also the hometown of Xiao Qiao, whether it is the Chen Gao family or Xiao Qiao, there is an unparalleled mass base in Sidxing.

When the first person chanted Xiao Qiao's name, many people joined in the shouting, and then, millions of people shouted together, and the shouts resounded in the sky, making people's blood boil.

Under the shouts of the people, Xiao Qiao seemed to be pushed out by a group of girlfriends and walked onto the high platform again.

On the holographic screen, there was a hint of shyness on Xiao Qiao's face.

"Hello everyone, I'm Xiao Qiao, thank you for your support to our Chen Gao family, I will continue to work hard!" Xiao Qiao calmly bowed deeply to the bottom of the stage, and then, glanced at the hatch behind him, and slowly walked down the high platform.

Inexplicably, people felt a sense of loneliness and a touch of sadness.

There was no applause, and hundreds of millions of eyes stared at the weak back.

Why is she sad?

Why is she lonely?

She—

——

People didn't have time to savor the melancholy brought by Xiao Qiao, because a group of familiar figures appeared at the hatch.

White Fang, Iron Rod, Joseph, and the Ideal Star's Guards came out one after another.

Although they wore armor, they were not as rigorous as the soldiers, and they were as casual and undisciplined as ever, but no one laughed at them, and they proved their strength with their strength.

A frenzied atmosphere burned in the air, people have seen the battle of the White Fang Iron Rod, this is a group of strong people who can fight with mecha with their bare hands, and it is they who have set off a fitness craze in the Seven Star Fields, it can be said that the White Fang will lead an era.

The White Fang group did not lose any casualties in this tragic battle. In addition to participating in the battle later, it is more of a member of luck, you know, on that complicated battlefield, even without alien battleships, it is very difficult to survive.

After the brutal War of Honor, the number of the Guards had been drastically reduced to less than twenty, but after these twenty people appeared behind White Fang, the whole square seemed to blow a cold wind, and a boiling murderous aura swept through the square.

The sharp eyes, the cold expression, and the straight uniforms all tell people that they are iron-blooded soldiers.

The Seven Star Domains know very little about Liu Fei's guards, and in people's memories, this group of people seems to have appeared around Liu Fei very suddenly, full of mystery.

The guards lined up in two rows, staring at the hatch with steely willpower.

The noisy square became audible.

Once again, people held their breath -