When this face, cold as ice, filled the entire screen, there was a deathly silence, both at the press conference site and in the live broadcast room.
"But I suppose I don't need to introduce myself anymore." Estelle clasped her hands, speaking again, "After all, I often appear in various news outlets, and you all recognize me."
"..."
Silence, still silence.
After a good ten seconds, a few scattered exclamation and question marks floated across the live broadcast room.
[???]
[Mom, it's a ghost!]
[What does the Wanguo Group mean? They just announced Miss Estelle's death the day before yesterday, but she's clearly alive!]
[It might not be a real person. With science and technology so advanced, what if it's AI-generated?]
[If Estelle is still alive, why did the Wanguo Group announce her death and elect a new CTO? I can't help but suspect there's a conspiracy here!]
Cliff was stunned as well, staring incredulously at Estelle on the screen.
