Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 810 Omens from All Sides
As a key figure being groomed by the [Scientific Ethics Committee], and a shoo-in for the next generation of core members, "The Thousand-Faced One" naturally possesses access to many secrets. While many psionicists struggle to comprehend the sheer power of the Fifth Ring, he looks up and sees the [Throne of Gods] atop the evening moon.

—The sixth ring, "Balance," refers to "the observer."

"Regardless of the original ideas of the three philosophers, the fact remains that the Singularity technology has entered a new phase after Dwight Brooks' death and the open source of 'base reality overwrite'."

said the young man.

He knew of the existence of the "Three Philosophers Project" and was also aware that once implemented, the pendulum of doom would surely toll for it. If it were to succeed and digitize Terra, it would be a Level 0 event that the Science Ethics Committee could not tolerate.

"At this time, if we initiate independence and cause the corporate alliance to split, is there a possibility that he will suffer the consequences?"

“We never refuse to do something out of fear,” Yvette said calmly, then shook her head slightly. “But your concerns are valid. I can give you a clear answer—no, he won’t be implicated because of this.”

The young man had clearly considered this question: "Just because he's called the 'Observer'? But if he only observes, then what about the records of Forged Light City?"

"How many times have you challenged me?" Yvette suddenly asked.

"There must be at least a few dozen times, right?" the young man said. "The ultimate way to verify what you've learned is through practice."

So whenever he felt he had made significant progress, he would challenge his opponent to a duel, to experience firsthand the power of the "perpetual loop" from the chairman of the Science Ethics Committee. Over the years, this had become a protracted mining competition, with Yvette Gregory's gold coins being mined one after another, each time to see if he could force his opponent to use more, more ruthless, and more unseen methods.

“If I were ‘Beyond,’” Yvette said.

The young man answered truthfully: "Then the number of times should at least double."

"This 'observer' follows the same principle."

Yvette casually said, "We both follow the path of [Balance]. It was just that during the Battle of Forgelight, I was eager to test my skills against Chakro. At other times... Ha, the Corporate Alliance splits? He'd love for us to do that, to give him an interesting show."

"A calm and peaceful landscape can easily become tiresome. He's probably been wanting a change of pace for a while now. The corporate alliance has been at peace for too long. While he won't actively push for a split, he certainly won't intervene to stop it either. He's probably sitting on the evening moon, eagerly awaiting the unveiling."

The young man lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then his tone changed slightly: "The Three Philosophers Plan is just one person's plan, 'The World' Archibald's plan!"

“Hmm.” Ivy nodded. “I believe that bombarding a person with information all at once is not helpful for their growth. That’s why I haven’t disclosed this to you before. But now that the situation has changed and you’ve asked me about it, I’m just telling you.”

"Observer.Observation"

The young man's thoughts suddenly became clear, and he whispered a few words.

"The Three Sages Project is an unprecedented undertaking, no less significant than the creation myths of the universe—it's a unique case! Therefore, the 'Observer' wanted to see firsthand what it would bring. That's why he accepted Archibald's invitation to become one of the 'Sages,' assisting in the final push to digitize Terra!"

And now.
— Archibald, the “World,” is currently engaged in a fierce battle with Isidore Siniti, the “King of the Masses,” some distance from Terra, and has no time to worry about the Corporate League!

The "observer's" goal, from beginning to end, is simply to sit in the audience and witness spectacular events and extraordinary sights. The young man's thoughts are becoming increasingly rapid, so while he anticipates the "Three Philosophers Project," he won't push it forward with the same fervor as Archibald, nor will he undertake a major undertaking that would breach the [Internet Firewall].
"—Our independence and division, in fact, suits his wishes perfectly?"

"You don't seem to feel lucky or happy," Yvette said, glancing sideways. "Are you disappointed by this answer?"

“It’s not disappointment, it’s frustration.” The young man rubbed his face. “Nothing can be approved by everyone, nothing can be loved by everyone. For every person who is overjoyed, someone else is heartbroken.” He grinned. “The observer… if it pleases him, it doesn’t please me! How can you expect me to be happy, Chairman?”

Yvette commented, "Then you deserve to live such a tiring life. No wonder I saw your vacation application volume was always among the top every year."

"To be honest, I was just about to apply for another period of paid leave."

"No approval."

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[The "Southern Dipper" Song Dynasty has left its physical crust]

Based on the Strategic Relations Department's assessment, he should have reached some key agreements with Paddy Morse.

"in conclusion."

The speaker was a man with brilliant red hair, tall and strong. Even an illiterate person could feel a pure biological beauty emanating from him at first glance.

These are the "new gods," the Groden family, born from a series of surgeries including gene editing and targeted cultivation during their embryonic stage, even before birth. If you only look at the performance data on paper, their natural bodies are superior to many cyborgs.

The accumulation of massive resources year after year has given rise to this family that truly possesses biological superiority.

There is a greater than 76% probability that both parties are attempting a completely independent corporate alliance.

Elvis Groden, the current head of the Groden family and the leader of the giant corporation Fubo Energy, leaned on the railing, seemingly lost in thought, and remained silent for a long time.

"To instigate division at a time like this is an outright act of treason. These people only care about themselves. For their own selfish desires, they disregard others and want to drag them into an abyss!"

He muttered to himself unhappily.

[Clan Chief, so far we have received no response to any of our inquiries to Zenryusha. Next...]

"First, we will continue to develop anti-cognitive meme strategies and build a protective system to ensure that we have sufficient manpower should an 'human intelligence dissolution' event occur."

Elvis Groden let out a heavy sigh: "Second, I will have the finance department increase the budget to continue expanding war reserves. Regions under the control of [Fubo Energy] will gradually transition to a state of pre-war preparedness, initiating a large-scale conscription. Third..."

The deployment of the vacuum zero-point energy engine at the Earth's core is progressing steadily.

“Hmm.” Elvis Groden’s face was indistinct in the light. “What if things really come to this?”

"A world without Groden."

"It has no value."

(End of this chapter)