Everyone's ears felt as though they had been struck by a spring thunderclap, the ringing in their ears buzzing in their minds as people looked around in blank astonishment. Just when everyone thought tonight's fireworks show had come to an end, an unprecedentedly huge firework shell shot straight up into the sky, carrying a piercing whistle and a blindingly bright flame that instantly drew everyone's gaze.
The firework shell pierced into the extreme heights of the heavens and burst open in everyone's field of vision. Brilliant, multicolored points of light exploded outward from a single central point in all directions—butter-yellow, indigo, deep purple, lake-green, cherry-pink... Lights of various colors cascaded toward the southeast, northwest, and south, an incomparable, gigantic circle illuminating the sky in a kaleidoscope of colors.
No, it was far more than seven colors. Those bursting points of light were far too dazzling, their brilliance rivaling any firework shell shot into the sky earlier. Their numbers were more than just dozens; there were probably hundreds of them. It was hard to imagine how so many and such large gunpowder shells could be crammed into a single firework shell, or how much propulsion was required to send so many sulfur powder shells up to the zenith at such a fast speed. No wonder that earlier explosion had nearly deafened everyone—the kinetic energy equivalent it released was also immensely colossal. This required not only expensive funding, bu…
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