In the center of the stage, instead of a head of pink hair, there was Lizzy Wizzy with a green Mohawk hairstyle, her entire body covered in a silver sheen, looking a bit like a robot. She gestured to start playing the background music.
Mercer hadn't heard this person's songs, but had seen her performances in the game. It must be said, this woman really had a knack for art. At this moment, blue lights formed waves like the ocean, and she danced gracefully to the music in the light waves.
There was an indescribable sense of beauty about it.
Lizzy Wizzy's ethereal voice carried a touch of electronic vibe, not as a result of effects, but because her vocal cords were modified. This voice paired with electronic music, aided by the hazy lighting, instantly created a dreamlike atmosphere.
Mercer quietly appreciated it as Lizzy Wizzy performed three songs in a row, presumably her famous songs. Even Mercer found some of the melodies somewhat familiar, probably played by someone at the base.
After three songs, Lizzy Wizzy, using the stage technology, ascended into the air on blue light waves, and then fell freely into the ocean of blue lights. The next moment, the lights dimmed.
When the lights came back on, she was gone, as if the mermaid had turned into foam — the overall stage performance was very gorgeous, beautiful, and dramatic. Even Mercer couldn't help but applaud with the crowd.
"Though I really can't accept the all-silver aesthetics, but there's no denying the stage skills."
Mercer finished speaking, and V regretfully said, "Damn, I didn't have time to watch… Did you record Mewtwo? Record it for me to watch later!"
"I did." Mercer smiled, finished speaking, turned around, picked up the cocktail on the table, drank it all, and then stood up: "I need to get on stage."
V nodded and contacted other members of Spark Team,
"Check it out, Mercer is going onto the stage."
As soon as the words fell, other members scattered in the hall responded in unison. There was a second floor surrounding Gem Cyan's banquet hall.
Looking down from the second floor to the first floor was a natural advantage in sniping spots, they had to spread out to ensure there were no monitoring blind spots.
Colonel Hansen was the first to get on stage and delivered a passionate speech. From his confident smile, it seemed as if the problems like NCPD blocking the door or Arasaka making trouble hadn't happened at all.
First, he boasted about the thriving development of Dog Town over the past two years, looked forward to the future, thanked various guests for attending, and then, Hansen started the award ceremony with a beaming smile.
"Next, I will present this special contribution medal from Dog Town to our Director of Equipment and Development Design of Netherworld Dog, a young and promising genius who is not only in charge of Dog Town's network security but also a very outstanding technical expert.
I think you've all seen it—yes, the Single Soldier Armor equipped by the Armored Warrior behind him is one of his greatest research achievements this year!"
While Hansen praised Mercer, Mercer smiled, waved to all around under the crowd's gaze.
Even the guests applauded and marveled, and Hansen was even more unreserved, directly using projectors to display an AR projection of the armor.
All of these were projection videos recorded by V and Rebecca at the shooting range, clearly demonstrating its terrifying speed and firepower.
In the simulated test, over twenty elite Netherworld Dog warriors only lasted a brief 3 seconds before being easily subdued by the two.
Then Hansen directly showcased a standard version of the tank armor, carried and placed onto the center of the stage by Netherworld Dog. After removing the covering cloth, he began introducing the equipment parameters.
After nearly finishing the introduction, Hansen raised his voice: "Next, Mercer, come onto the stage, and I will personally pin this honor medal symbolizing your contributions to Dog Town on you."
Mercer walked onto the stage amidst applause, smiling and nodding to those around him, while his sight was capturing his target. Soon, he saw a middle-aged man standing in the corner, seemingly just smiling and applauding—Jefferson.
Seeing him attend as promised, Mercer gave him a subtle smile and nodded. Jefferson was slightly surprised, then recognized Mercer's female companion, the pretty Asian girl approaching him.
"Congressman Jefferson, Mercer would like to have a private chat with you. Here's his contact information. If you're interested, feel free to chat over there later in the booth?"
Lucy asked politely.
Jefferson smiled back, politely replying, "No problem, may I know your name?"
"Lucina Shima, you can call me Lucy." Lucy appeared poised and elegant, paired with a beautiful gown, she indeed had a bit of that noblewoman vibe.
"Jefferson Peralez, this is my wife, Elizabeth Peralez." Jefferson introduced his Asian middle-aged female companion, who similarly smiled and extended her hand.
Lucy gently shook hands with her, showing a sweet smile: "Pleasure to meet you, Ms. Elizabeth."
"Nice to meet you too, you look really beautiful." Elizabeth smiled and chatted with her courteously for a few moments.