CHAPTER 602: CHAPTER 600 ERA OF LOCAL AREA NETWORKS

"After Divine Power Tianyang ignited the heavenly fire, human satellites could no longer operate normally.

The main reason was not the continuous outpour of heat, but because He tore through reality.

Now, the whole of Heisai State was bathed in the red reality, as if the continent had been plucked out from the world itself, from the earth to the sky, any human aircraft that passed by would disappear without a trace.

Human satellites must orbit the Earth to stay in deep space, but Heisai State had disrupted the orbital path, and it was impossible to avoid this space by flying at higher altitudes. Divine Power Tianyang’s position was between the Earth and the moon, already surpassing most satellites and space stations. If a satellite flew too far from the Earth, it would directly leave its orbit and be lost in the dark universe.

Faced with such a situation, some countries of the Western Alliance and the Sethiyan Federation had no choice but to use an outdated technology: hot air balloons and airships, to construct a regional network that only their own countries could use.

They produced a large number of balloons, and deployed signal devices, servers, and necessary equipment in the balloon gondolas. This method was not very reliable, and the signal coverage area of a single balloon was limited, its speed incomparable to that of cables, drastically reducing the efficiency of information transfer. High-volume carriers such as AR images had to be completely abandoned, and the world regressed to the level when the internet industry had barely begun 200 years ago.

Nevertheless, thanks to the significant progress in compression technology, the medium for information transfer hadn’t truly reverted to only transmitting fuzzy images and text. A 2-hour 4K resolution video file had already been compressed to under 200MB. Even though everyone was used to wearing glasses and walking through AR realities, holding a screen to watch videos wasn’t something they couldn’t adapt to.

The Federation had once again elected a new President, whose continuous assassinations in a short period had cast a shadow over all politicians. Positions previously fiercely contested by two parties were now only filled by forced appointment, and the chosen ones wore faces of utter forlornness.

After all, assassins were easy to defend against, but if some teleporting monster was out to kill you, even living in a military base couldn’t save your life.

At this moment, the newly formed federal government and the reassembled United Council were holding a high-level meeting in the Hexagonal Building. Due to the near-crippling of communication methods, it was almost impossible to locate their military departments after the Council was reformed. Commander Lu had taken tens of thousands of soldiers and left the Federation, leaving behind only empty camps, and no one knew where they had gone.

The Federation itself was also facing an unprecedented crisis of division. The President had full control of fewer than 10 states, with the rest either playing dead or having already risen in rebellion and declared independence. The Federation Army was exhaustedly dealing with these traitors.

But everyone knew that the real crisis had already arrived; the person they initially wanted to control, then wished to cooperate with, and whose relationship had deteriorated over time, had now proclaimed himself a deity. They couldn’t ignore it any longer, nor could they hang back indifferently.

With the Council disabled and unable to contact the military, these people couldn’t do anything. Various countries were struggling with domestic clans, secessionists, and revolutionaries... They didn’t need a Council without military power.

Moreover, airplanes were no longer safe. It was easy to avoid Heisai State’s airspace, but after the heavenly fire ignited, the golden faux sun emitted not only light and heat but also a mysterious energy radiation. This radiation was dispersing into the airspace, and before knowing how it affected the human body, they didn’t dare take the risk.

There was no arguing like before, only silence.

The new federal president, Damian, was a bit restless. At 39, he was the youngest President in Federation history, and he was fully aware that his age wasn’t the reason for his appointment; not because he was so capable, nor because he had such a powerful backing. It was simply because... he was an unshielded newbie. And these days, being President made you an easy target for Wei Tianyang’s assassination.

The real power-wielders in politics were hiding in the shadows, as always. You couldn’t know their names, genders, or what they looked like. They pulled the strings from behind the scenes, throwing up a scapegoat if things went wrong, and swallowing all successes for themselves.

The new Council Director, a 32-year-old Black woman, was about to speak. As she took the stage, she exchanged a glance with Damian and saw a similar state of mind in his eyes—she too was pushed up front as a shield.

A shield is meant to be kicked, as everyone should understand.

"Our world is on the brink of peril. Let me reduce some unnecessary empty talk. Instead of the problems on the ground, we should look up at the sky. That thing appeared a month ago, setting our civilization back 200 years. We all know who is behind this, we even dare not speak his name. We can’t go on like this. We need to truly discuss this matter, how can we defeat Him?" said the Council Director.

After speaking, she returned to her seat. The members at the table were all whispering among themselves.

Damian let out a breath, and the chairperson of the meeting tapped his gavel, saying, "Order, order."

"We’ve dealt with the rebellion of superpower soldiers before when Johnny had leaked the formula for Black Medicine and the antidote everywhere. Back then, He was still one of the Council’s own. We all know that nuclear weapons are our only chance; we can’t send the Trinity to fight Him. Doing that would be like handing Him more power, and His superpowers are already too many..." Damian said.

"We need to discuss one issue first, who’s going to take Him on? It’s important, because if it doesn’t succeed, the country that launched the strike might be gone..." a white president said.

Damian glanced at the man’s nameplate on the table, which belonged to one of the Earth Sea Small Countries.

He knew that region had always been in civil war, never stopping. Now that they had entered the era of a total network breakdown, it was even less clear how chaotic it was there.

But perhaps that was for the best, as the world was full of too many sufferings, which with too much attention could affect one’s mood.

No one spoke up.

No one wanted to be the one to take real action.

"Clearly, we are here today to deal with the matter of who will take the initiative. We can’t keep dragging our feet on this. Isn’t it exactly because we kept putting Him off that He has become stronger? Heisai State is already entirely His territory. If we continue to delay, which region will be next? Moreover, I have to remind you, Yin Country has already lost contact," Damian said.

"We need to form an alliance. Otherwise, everyone will keep passing the buck, and this matter can’t be discussed further. We need to establish a united government, we’re all in the same boat now," said the Council Director.