Leveling Up With My Pet-Chapter 395 Press Conference!

Qiu Yang concluded his address with an air of accomplishment that filled the grand press conference hall. In response, a wave of silence swept through the room as reporters, stunned and perplexed, processed the magnitude of what they had just heard.

Their initial reaction was a chorus of disbelief, their collective sentiment echoing within the hushed hall. Recovery from the initial shock yielded to a collective state of bewilderment, leaving many momentarily speechless.

"My word, is this even possible?" murmured one reporter, their incredulous voice underscoring the astonishment shared by their peers.

Amid the quiet murmurs, a prevailing sentiment emerged: National E's navy, renowned for its clandestine maneuvers, had once again surpassed expectations. The transgression against international law and basic morality created a dissonance that left the attendees grappling with the audacity of it all.

"In the realm of international waters? This is simply preposterous!" another exclaimed, the incredulity tangible in their tone.

As the room remained captive to the enormity of the revelation, one sentiment was clear—the audacious attempt to apprehend two ships of the Global Shipping Group in the waters that transcended national borders was a narrative that seemed implausible, surreal even. Yet, as the saying goes, reality often exceeds fiction.

"Imagine having the audacity to claim white is black when the ship is literally in their hands," quipped a journalist in disbelief, their words tinged with a mix of irony and exasperation.

The implications of such an unprecedented act reverberated through the conference hall, leaving a resonating impression upon all who bore witness. Questions of international law and the very foundations of public order and ethics lay at the heart of the discourse, igniting debates that sought to untangle the complexities of the situation.

"Consider the inevitable onslaught of excuses and arguments from the E country's navy to save face," someone noted, their voice a mixture of wry amusement and pragmatic observation.

Yet, a prevailing sense of relief pervaded the atmosphere—thankfully, the audacious plans had been thwarted, averting a crisis of unparalleled proportions. A sigh of collective relief hung in the air as the attendees contemplated the alternate reality that might have unfolded.

Gradually, the hushed room began to stir. Whispers and buzzing discussions broke the silence, igniting an undercurrent of speculation and analysis. Suddenly, a reporter stood up, their hand raised as if signaling their intent to contribute.

The attention of the room shifted toward the figure—a foreign journalist, a young man with striking blond hair and blue eyes. His presence elicited a sense of anticipation, a palpable expectation of his forthcoming query.

Responding to the unspoken anticipation, Qiu Yang raised his hand, an authoritative gesture that orchestrated the symphony of sound into a subdued cadence. The conference hall succumbed to a tranquil quiet, a testament to Qiu Yang's ability to command the attention of the room.

With a voice that projected confidence and assurance, Qiu Yang declared, "Ladies and gentlemen, I believe we have traversed the crucial details of the situation. The floor is now open for your inquiries. We stand ready to address your questions."

His words hung in the air, an invitation to engage in the discourse. With a nod toward the foreign journalist, Qiu Yang welcomed him to pose his query. "To the esteemed representative of the Liberty Times from country E," he began, his tone measured and respectful, "you raise an essential inquiry—one that resonates with many. It is well known that skepticism and conviction coexist in our society. However, I assure you, our evidence is both substantial and compelling."

A collective leaning forward indicated the room's attentiveness. Qiu Yang's poised demeanor exuded an air of quiet confidence, as if he had rehearsed this exchange countless times before.

"With absolute certainty," Qiu Yang continued, "we possess irrefutable evidence."

With a fluid motion, he signaled for a staff member from the Global Shipping Group to present the pivotal piece of evidence—a video, a visual narrative that lent weight to Qiu Yang's words. As the video played, a crisp tableau unfolded—the fully armed sailors on the E country's warship, poised to board the ship, their readiness palpable. The clarity extended to the audio, capturing the scene's tension with striking precision.

A video that spanned a minute and a half left an indelible mark on the audience. It was a testament that underscored the veracity of Qiu Yang's account. And then, the collective gaze turned toward the foreign journalist—a gaze that bore a blend of mockery and knowing acknowledgment.

In an instant, the atmosphere shifted—the once-questioning foreign reporter was now subject to a symphony of silent incredulity. The truth, presented visually and audibly, was undeniable, casting a stark light on the reporter's skepticism.

Qiu Yang, satisfied by the reaction, addressed the room with unambiguous pride. "Our repository of evidence extends beyond this video," he proclaimed, his voice resounding. "You'll find several videos available on our official website. And for those who desire further assurance, our news department welcomes your inquiries. We invite you to copy any video you find intriguing."

A renewed commotion rippled through the hall, replacing uncertainty with clarity. Multiple videos, each an irrefutable testament, fortified the narrative beyond doubt. Voices rose in acknowledgement—many attendees accessed the official website of Global Shipping Group, examining the contents firsthand.

Glances were cast toward the foreign journalist from country E, their collective gaze a tacit reminder of the reporter's earlier skepticism. Laughter, restrained but unmistakable, punctuated the air—a subtle yet poignant manifestation of the reporter's public discomfiture.

The journalist from country E, his face flushing red, stood in the midst of the sea of spectators. The room's judgmental gaze intensified his embarrassment, amplifying his desire to retreat from the spotlight.

With the passage of time, Qiu Yang allowed the moment to unfold. After a pause of two or three minutes, he rose from his seat, hand raised in a signal for quiet. "Ladies and gentlemen, let us regain our composure and continue our discussion."

A reporter from country M stood up, his inquiry unveiling another layer of complexity. "Mr. Qiu," he began, his voice thoughtful, "given the assertion that National E's navy aims to apprehend your ships, it stands to reason that evidence should accompany such a claim. How then do you establish your company's innocence?"

The room's attention shifted to the country M reporter. Murmurs resonated, a blend of curiosity and suspicion threading through the discourse. As the audience deliberated on the merits of the question, a sense of tension settled.

Yet, amidst the uncertainty, Qiu Yang's response emanated a sense of unshakable confidence. His calm demeanor was a stark contrast to the maelstrom of queries. "To address your inquiry," he began, his words composed and measured, "let us revisit the incident itself."

"As events unfolded," Qiu Yang continued, "two warships from the E country navy encountered unfortunate incidents that led to their sinking. Faced with this crisis, the E navy activated an international distress signal, broadcast across public channels. It was fortuitous that our ship, the Shishi, was in the vicinity. Upon receiving the signal, we hastened to the scene."

"Through concerted efforts," he elaborated, "we successfully rescued six sailors who had found themselves in

the water. Remarkably, one among them was the captain of one of the warships. His testimony holds a pivotal piece of evidence, one that I invite you all to view on the big screen."

An audible gasp swept through the room as anticipation ignited. The revelation of the captain's video was a surprise, a twist that further enriched the narrative.

The country M reporter's demeanor shifted, his realization palpable—a sudden awareness that he might have inadvertently positioned himself at a disadvantage. As the video played on the big screen, the room fixated on the unfolding testimony. The captain, clad in the uniform of the E country navy, recounted the incident in detail, openly acknowledging a conspiracy to apprehend the Global Shipping Group's vessels without substantiating evidence.

A ripple of astonishment surged through the audience—a recognition that the unfolding events transcended mere news, marking a shift toward a narrative of international significance.

The room's energy escalated; the journalists, invigorated by the newfound dimension, feverishly transcribed the unfolding events. The significance of the revelation was not lost on them—this was a story that would resonate far beyond the conference hall.

As the video concluded, a sense of exhilaration hung in the air. Journalists tapped away on their laptops, committing the unfolding narrative to words. Eyes turned once more to the country M reporter, their amusement tinged with empathy—an acknowledgment of the journalist's inadvertent role in unveiling a truth that undermined the very premise of their inquiry.

The country M reporter, his face aflame with embarrassment, found himself ensnared in an irony that was both palpable and inescapable. A question intended to cast doubt now served as a vessel for truth, a potent irony that underscored the twists inherent in this unfolding narrative.

In the midst of it all, Qiu Yang remained steadfast—an emblem of equanimity amid a sea of inquiries. The room, an arena of speculation and intrigue, bore witness to a transformation—a revelation that transcended mere words, charting a trajectory that would leave an indelible mark on history. 𝒃𝙚𝒅𝒏𝙤𝙫𝒆𝒍．𝙘𝒐𝙢

And thus, the press conference surged forward—a tapestry woven with questions and revelations, a stage where truth vied with skepticism. Amid the ebb and flow of dialogue, one figure stood at the helm, directing the narrative with a poise that was both assured and magnetic.