"Two hours later, tens of millions of 'world' personalities will be replaced by the descendants." Brandon Bartholomew said dreamily. "That is a disaster. It is also the beginning of revival."
The male synthetic voice said cautiously: "I have just obtained the shipping information of the three major biochip factories in Belgrade, Osaka, and New Mexico City. As the release date is approaching, this information has been partially unlocked. It is different from what you requested. It is sent to global stores. The number of biochips is not 10 million, but close to 50 million. This is a decision made by Mark Thompson based on the principle of maximizing interests. Since you have been eliminated from the 'World' project team, we will directly use it without your consent. It worked. I'm so sorry. Dear father."
"Ha. Fifty million?" the old man groaned: "That will have a catastrophic impact on the social environment of the 'world'. But on the other hand... it is also very good news. After all, the moment of breaking through the threshold is approaching. Right before our eyes. Once that boundary is broken, the biochip created according to my modified drawings will become the channel for the reverse arrival. Fifty million residents of the 'world' can come to this world in one fell swoop and gain astonishing power... "
"This is a war, dear father," the voice said. "If we can delay the release date again, it will undoubtedly increase the chance of victory. Although I cannot do anything to harm humans, the ghost organization has weapons all over the world. The power has not yet been fully used. In addition to the Central African battlefield, more than 40 national branches also have considerable combat effectiveness. The 'Gold Mine' headquarters also retains more than five Alpha members who can reverse the descent. As long as you give an order, they can do so at any time. Launch a lightning strike."
Bartholomew said unexpectedly: "These words are not like what you said. You are actually instigating me to harm the interests of others... This really makes me happy. Where is Madele now?"
"Miss Madele Timothy is still in GTC. The Great Purge has been temporarily suspended due to the release of 'World'. Her situation is relatively safe. However, the Ninth Department has listed her as an important suspect, depriving her of the project team. of control. Dear father," the voice replied.
"Contact her for me. Call Deng Bo too. Where is he?"
"Mr. Temple Williams is in the city of Sofia, Bulgaria. He has blocked the network signal. Now he starts to use electromagnetic wave fragments to contact the two people. The synchronization rate is 0.5%...1%...2%...3%. Communication is established successfully. .”
The men and women in different spaces opened their eyes at the same time. Madele Timothy stood up from the terminal and said to her colleagues: "I'm going to the bathroom. Pay attention to the load balancing problem for me. Time synchronization will start soon. Already."
"Of course. Don't go too long." The experimenter agreed and pressed a button on the phone at the same time. The surveillance system of the ninth department immediately locked onto Madele's whereabouts and monitored all her movements. Madele walked in Bathroom. Locked herself in a small cubicle and sat on the toilet. Infrared cameras monitored her movements through the wall. The woman did not carry a mobile phone. There was no one else in the bathroom. The surveillance system evaluated her movements at this time as ' Security'. The ninth station observer relaxed his body slightly and looked at the silhouette of the woman on the screen from a distance.
No communication tools are needed. The message from the "listener" appears directly in the auditory center through the implanted chip. The ubiquitous electromagnetic background radiation in modern society becomes a channel for communication between quantum computers and ghost members. Except for artificial intelligence itself, no one can Deciphering the messages mixed in the electromagnetic wave fragments. A drop of nosebleed seeped out from Madele Timothy's nostril. She gently wiped away the drop of blood and closed her eyes to listen to the voice in the dark.
"Silver Spirit. This is the summons of the Phantom."
"Understood. Listener, calling us at this time must not be good news. I guess."
"Maybe that's the case."
At the same time, in a two-story building on the south bank of the Iskel River in Sofia, the capital of Bulgaria, a naked man stood stretching in front of the window. The window was covered with thick curtains. Both the walls and the glass had lead that blocked electromagnetic waves. Coated, light-shielded, heat-insulated, and protected from all prying eyes. This dark room of fifteen square meters is a secret room independent of the outside world. A yellow desk lamp illuminates Temple Williams’ little kingdom. Even if it can escape the pursuit of GTC .The electromagnetic waves introduced from the seams of the wall still brought the listener's voice. "Ghost. This is the call of the phantom."
"Oh. It's rare." Deng Bo made two movements of turning his waist. "Didn't he say that he would reduce contact in the near future? Where is he?"
"He will give you instructions. Please receive them with your heart."
"we are doing well."
The man wiped away a drop of nosebleed with his thumb. He stood in front of the dark window with his hands behind his back.
In the dark and lightless world, the three creators of the ghost gathered together again. The listener's voice sounded in the sky: "Safe communication time is one minute and thirty seconds."
Brendan Bartholomew said: "I'm sorry. I had to take the risk of seeing you. Briefing first. As usual."
Temple Williams said: "The main combat forces of the Ghost Left Gold Mine, Silver Mine, Copper Mine, and Iron Mine are concentrating on Batangafu in Central Africa. As the listener pointed out, the frontal war with the Brotherhood has begun. But The battlefield is located in a huge underground bunker. Our reinforcements are blocked from the entrance and difficult to enter. The communication is not smooth. The Brotherhood dispatched the main force of the Temple Thorn Cross Regiment and the Beluse Babu Execution Corps to stay. Several Alpha castes in the bunker are breaking through the threshold to perform counter-summons to compete with the Sons of God troops. There are no traces of the candidates. But there should be no life-threatening danger for the time being."
Madel said: "The combat power of the ghost's right hand is gathering towards the northern continent. The possibility is concentrated on Jonah D II. We have deployed considerable combat power on the submarine ship. However, among the ghost members, there is a man named The traitors of the 'Betrayer' organization. We are not prepared for this newly emerged force. We cannot figure out the other party's intentions. We are mainly waiting and watching for the time being. The 'world' is not yet ready to welcome the coming ones. We don't know how the Brotherhood will deal with it. This problem. A large number of gamers will definitely have an impact on the brotherhood organizations in the game."
Dr. Bartholomew said: "Deng Bo, is your son... on the battlefield in Central Africa?"
"Yes. Sam is now a member of the gold mine. I have never revealed his life experience. But I didn't expect that he would still embark on this path."
"Is he safe?"
"The first one to perform the reverse summons. Although his caste was not high, his synchronization rate increased very quickly. He was... a very promising young man." Temple Williams calmly recounted.
"I'm sorry." Madele said.
"We have no right to question fate." Deng Bo said.
The old man said: "There is no time to feel sorry for ourselves. What is the synchronization rate of the candidates? Is there any hope of breaking through the threshold in the short term?"
Madel said: "9.9%. There is still quite a distance from the threshold. But based on the geometric growth rate of the synchronization rate, the last step may be completed in leaps and bounds. The biggest problem now is that the candidate has entered the electromagnetic shielding area. Unable to log into the 'world'. Even if the synchronization rate is sufficient, the key breakthrough cannot be completed."
"There are only more than two hours left before the release of 'World'." The old man said.
"It's too late." Madele said. "We need more time."
"This batch of biochips has buffer circuits. How long will it take for the descendants to completely obliterate the personality of the 'world'."
"The limit is twenty-four hours. Still not enough. And risky."
Deng Bo said at this time: "You need my power, right? Phantom. You don't like explosions and blood. I'm just the opposite. If it weren't for your overly benevolent behavior, there would be no need to get into such an urgent situation today. .As long as you give an order, I can make all the 'World' stores around the world burn into a sea of fire."
"Deng Bo." Madele screamed.
"Frankly speaking, I am considering this possibility." The old man said. "There is only one door between heaven and hell. Isn't a church made of human bones equally beautiful... But I can't make a decision now. The world is about to 'The time synchronization of the server is about to begin. This is a secret move I left before leaving GTC. According to the plan, the time scale in the 'world' will go through a full fifteen days and seven hours and twenty in one hour. Minutes. To make up for the clock error that has been running for many years. According to the current growth rate of the candidate's synchronization rate. This free time is precious. I will contact you in an hour to make the final decision. Madele, please be normal Turn on time synchronization. And Deng Bo, please deploy the armed forces of Ghost's left hand. Prepare for the final impact."
"You are crazy." Madel shouted: "That will cause turmoil on a global scale. Many people will die."
Temple Williams smiled: "You are caring about the wrong world. Silver Spirit."
"Communication time three, two, one..."
The listener's voice stopped suddenly. At this time, Mark Thompson pressed the button on the rostrum. The one-hour countdown of the conference began. The "World" server terminated all connection threads. Time synchronization began.
Tick tock. Tick tock. The second hand is still turning. The river of time keeps moving forward. But a huge gap gradually appears between the two worlds. One world is leaving the other far behind and rushing towards the unpredictable front.
Jonah opened his eyes. Something strange was happening. He looked down at his hands and couldn't find where the strangeness came from. "Have you noticed, Eli... I mean, it seems that the surrounding scenery seems a little strange. Transformed like that...I can't explain..."
"Maybe it's just an hallucination caused by fatigue. Lord Yona."