Chapter 159: Now That's Superstar Status (Subscription Requested)

With the idea conceived, Judy naturally set about arranging the details and execution process. Henry Lee was responsible for brainstorming the wild concepts, while she handled the concrete planning—a seamlessly cooperative partnership!

Judy immediately dismissed his idea of an impromptu, immediate show. Since the goal was to create a massive, sea-of-people spectacle, they should choose the weekend when everyone had free time.

"Next, we need convenient transportation, a wide-open outdoor venue, and fewer restrictions on firearm usage. And since this is open to the general public, why not get a television network involved? NBC bends over backward for you!"

Judy listed numerous details, and Henry listened attentively to her advice. "You always think things through so thoroughly! Let's hold it on Saturday then, to give the audience some time to prepare."

"Got it." Judy stood up and clapped her hands. "Listen up, everyone! Pay attention, our genius now has a new plan..."

Judy had always been swift and decisive when organizing tasks.

Following a team discussion and resolution that very afternoon, and after communicating with the local government of the venue, the plan was quickly finalized and announced via official accounts:

Henry Lee would hold a free magic performance on Saturday afternoon in the suburbs of Las Vegas, themed "The Undying Body." Recruitment for the fan legion was now officially open!

As soon as the news dropped, it instantly garnered a frenzy of reposts.

Fans cheered as if a holiday had finally arrived.

The long-absent magic master was finally making a move!

They vividly remembered Henry's last outdoor performance had been last year. Back then, he wasn't as wildly popular as he was now, yet he had still captivated countless people.

Now that he was at the height of his fame, he still hadn't forgotten his roots. This was the most heartwarming thing for his fans, and it ignited the burning enthusiasm of millions.

The mere phrases "entirely free admission" and "unlimited capacity" were enough for many to cancel their boring Saturday plans, bring along their families, invite their crushes, or rally a group of good buddies to gather in Las Vegas!

Henry hadn't chosen California for the event primarily because it lacked the necessary venue conditions, coupled with its stringent weapon regulations that made performing difficult. Neighboring Nevada, however, was much more relaxed.

With an application processed through specialized channels for a large-scale event, involving television network participation and leveraging the connections of the Saints, the approval went through smoothly.

As a tourist city, Las Vegas naturally welcomed such events. Even if Henry wouldn't pay the government a single cent, as long as the tourist numbers surged, surrounding spending, dining, shopping, accommodation, and entertainment would all skyrocket!

They were practically praying for Henry to come more often!

Therefore, the Sin City and Clark County governments immediately mobilized and deployed police forces to direct traffic, guide tourists, and maintain on-site order on the day of the event.

County officials and the mayor had both taken Henry's immense influence into account, anticipating an influx of visitors. Priority areas included those arriving from around California and locally within Sin City, while the airport sector also needed to be managed.

America's aviation industry was highly developed; taking a plane there was equivalent to taking a high-speed train elsewhere. Thus, Henry's performance would undoubtedly attract tourists from neighboring states and even across the entire United States.

The officials made bold estimates of the sudden surge in passenger traffic and prepared ample contingency plans to ensure that every unit was mentally prepared to face the test while showcasing the city's spirit.

However, on the day of the performance, the traffic and tourists pouring in from all directions ruthlessly mocked their so-called thorough preparations!

Las Vegas police helicopters hovered overhead, recording the dense, swarming crowds below, resembling a massive, endless Redneck army marching on Washington.

The event location was situated in the suburbs, but traffic jams had already begun appearing at highway exits ten kilometers away. The main road leading down from the highway was backed up all the way into residential neighborhoods.

The community roads unfortunately became the mandatory route. Vehicles had occupied both sides of the street, and the congested stream of traffic crawled forward inch by inch, resembling the agonizing highway bottlenecks in China during National Day Golden Week.

In the houses along the road, several dogs cowered behind fences, trembling. They were probably witnessing the greatest number of humans in their entire lives, triggering severe social anxiety.

An open space the size of more than a dozen soccer fields next to the performance venue had been temporarily designated as a parking area by the police, but it was already overflowing. The police had to divert traffic to yet another location, but the busy chatter over their radios told them that lot would soon be packed to capacity as well!

The pilot in the helicopter filmed the magnificent spectacle. An elderly pilot remarked, "This reminds me of when Michael Jackson held a concert back in the day!"

Another policeman felt a headache coming on. "The boss shouldn't have taken on this gig. None of us are going to get any proper rest today!"

"Just how much charisma does this magician have? I think half of California has run over to our turf!"

Although the pilot was exaggerating, California license plates could indeed be seen everywhere along the road!

This was the inevitable result of Americans owning cars in every household; public transportation had already been stretched past its breaking point.

It wasn't just cars; tourists emerging from the airport specifically requesting to go to the magic show site were everywhere. Many had traveled thousands of miles just to catch a glimpse of the spectacle.

Right now, however, they could only stare at traffic jams near the airport. Taxi drivers were complaining, saying the visitors had arrived at the wrong time, and noting that some people had already arrived last night, even setting up tents and camping out!

Vehicles in state trooper livery had even appeared on the road because a shortage of local police manpower had prompted orders for them to assist with traffic control and crowd maintenance.

Television news helicopters also joined the fray. Cameras captured the sea of people below, the frazzled police officers running themselves ragged, and the anxious drivers stuck midway.

NBC's live broadcast had already begun. This time, the news cameras weren't filming police chases; instead, they captured the magnificent spectacle of the magician's performance, allowing even more people who couldn't reach the site in person to experience the burning-hot atmosphere.

After a series of aerial shots, the broadcast switched to the ground level.

It was the familiar, beautiful reporter Victoria. Dressed in professional attire with cascading wave curls, she pressed her earpiece and spoke into the lens with a sea of people as her backdrop: "Look behind me, everyone! This is the scene at Henry Lee's event! The performance is still thirty minutes away, but the crowd is already going wild because Skrillex made a surprise, unannounced drop-in. It's completely insane!"

To ensure the wait before the show wasn't too boring, Henry had prepared a surprise. Leveraging his powerful network, he invited the renowned DJ Skrillex to make a surprise appearance and hype up the crowd.

Skrillex, affectionately dubbed the little prince of smashing turntables, was fiercely thrashing his equipment on stage while the audience below engaged in a frenzied dance party, celebrating the holiday early!

"On the other side of us is an RV parking lot. The government planned it to accommodate tens of thousands of vehicles, and it's already completely full. Moving forward from this road, the sidewalks are packed with food trucks, beverage stands, and vendors selling sun protection gear. It looks exactly like Santa Monica Beach on the Fourth of July—except without the ocean!"

Victoria was pulling out all the stops. To show everyone the bustling atmosphere on site, she completely cast aside her lady-like image, kicked off her high heels, and climbed onto the roof of an RV. As the camera panned across, the endless expanse of humanity made it look at first glance as though the Electric Daisy Carnival had started early!

It truly let the audience experience the charisma of a supreme superstar. With just a single notification, he had attracted such a massive volume of spectators from all directions, instantly paralyzing the traffic in the entire region!

Those unfamiliar with Henry might find it hard to comprehend, dismissing the crowd as a bunch of hopeless star-struck fanatics. But those familiar with him knew this was absolute god-tier staging—a feast of a lifetime that simply could not be missed.