Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 38: This Child is So Terrible.JPG
"I'll wait here for ten minutes. You can start bombing here. Don't worry about me. Just use whatever firepower you think is appropriate."

Wu Chen miscalculated one thing.

That is, behind the drone, it is not the Western Continent, nor Sakurajima, nor Ross or the Eastern Continent who are also paying attention to this land - not one of them, but all of them.

All of the superpowers except Sakurajima.

He had been discovered long ago—when he no longer concealed himself and openly demonstrated his power on the streets, he had already been discovered by the superpowers. Naturally, there were spies from all sides mixed in among his followers. And naturally, these false believers did not connect with him in their faith.

He knew, but he didn't care.

He had considerable confidence in the capabilities of the administrative agencies of various countries. He also knew that once he publicly demonstrated his ability to heal the wounded and save the dying, the superpowers' primary goal would not be to eliminate him at lightning speed.

They needed him, his strength, and his intelligence.

Wu Chen had no doubt that the special forces sent to "protect" him were already on their way across the ocean, or even outside the city of Pulau Pinang, ready to go. It was even possible that if he hadn't immediately demonstrated his abilities of flight and Holy Light protection and left the convention center after his "retreat," some unexpected situation might have forced him to remain on that consecrated land.

Now, Wu Chen's every word and action, every spoken habit, every change in tone, was accurately presented in the decision-makers' respective large conference rooms. His every move was carefully chewed over, repeatedly analyzed by at least a thousand linguistics, psychology, and behavioral experts from around the world, and immediately reported.

A series of analysis lists appeared on the screen in front of the high-ranking official, and several of them were already highlighted.

[The target is suspected to be someone from the Southern Province of the Eastern Continent]

[The target is suspected to be a young male aged 18-22]

[The target is suspected to have received higher education and possesses a certain sense of national and ethnic identity.]

[The target is suspected to be closely related to the crashed flight D444]

[The target's power is suspected to come from the special mask he wears, and can be enhanced by absorbing the faith and worship of others.]

The decision-makers in the East Continent probably already knew Wu Chen's name. He had sensed this the moment Wu Chen made that call. Perhaps they hadn't yet pinpointed the deceased man's name, "Wu Chen." But he was undoubtedly already on the top list of suspects.

It's not impossible to disguise and fool around.

So many people died in Pulau Pinang, so there was always a chance to find a few dead people whose conditions could match his own.

But Wu Chen didn't have much confidence in his acting skills. And...

no need.

Because strength is strength.

I am not one of those behind-the-scenes tricksters who pretend to be ghosts. My power will not be erased just because my true identity is discovered.

Furthermore, after the alien projections appeared twice in such a short period of time, a subsequent outbreak was practically a foregone conclusion. Coupled with the relative stillness of the two worlds, it wouldn't be long before these already overwhelmed decision-makers would have more important matters to attend to.

Therefore, among all the analysts' summaries, the one with the highest degree of overlap is placed in the most prominent place.

The target is very confident and has a solution to the current problem and other subsequent impacts.

[The target sees this cooperation invitation as a gesture of goodwill, and the target is unlikely to initiate a second cooperation.]

"Everyone, let's exchange research information before voting." Ten minutes was still a lot of time, and the decision-maker from the East Continent spoke first.

"We attempted to replicate the target's casting gestures. The best acrobats were able to achieve 93% overlap, but still couldn't replicate the target's power. We observed the target using over different casting gestures when performing the same supernatural power. It's almost certain that gestures and language have little to do with the target's power."

A series of silhouettes appeared on the conference screen. These were captured secretly by various public cameras and personal cell phones as Wu Chen cast spells. The repetitions of the Fireball spell were prominently marked, with detailed instructions for the changes in Wu Chen's movements each time he cast the spell.

"We attempted to replicate the target's faith and worship." The Western Continent spokesperson nodded. "We replicated the target's sermons in as similar an environment as possible. The results were equally unsatisfactory, considering the difference in energy levels displayed by the target before and after worship. It's clear we're lacking a crucial medium. Interestingly, when our people attempted to replicate the target's mask, errors consistently occurred during the processing. Whether it was machine or manual, there were differences." More videos were released, including footage of a skilled engraver recreating the mask. However, no matter how remarkably lifelike these veterans achieved, when the finished product emerged, everyone comparing the two masks had a strange thought.

This is not the same mask.

It's not the same style.

Even if every line is flawless, they cannot be equated.

"This mask holds significant significance, but interestingly, based on our observations, the target doesn't place a high value on it. It's quite possible that some kind of supernatural connection exists between the target and the mask, so much so that the target isn't at all concerned about the possibility of it being damaged or lost."

"We've also verified the intelligence provided by some targets. We can confirm that certain conceptual aspects of our world are being disrupted by some supernatural force. We've located a Bethesda gaming company. Their decision-making structure has been clearly disorganized since yesterday. Many senior members, apparently in high positions, have inconsistent qualifications. In theory, they should have developed a, or even a series of, best-selling games, but no one has any memory of such a game."

It's not just game developers, but also many mod makers in the online community. Many people think they have done a lot of online creations in the blink of an eye. However, they find that they have done nothing.

"We've used some... methods to roughly deduce the worldview designed by this game company. It should be a fantasy world based on ancient Brahman mythology. And we can confirm that the name of their proposed project should be composed of these two words."

Two words were projected on the screen.

“Elder.” and “Scroll.”

"Elderly, and scrollbar. We can understand these two words separately. But if we put them together..."

The two words on the screen connected.

Chaos.

The attendees could still understand the meaning of the two words, but they were completely unable to form the concept of the combination in their minds. The decision-makers of the Western Continent pressed another button, and even the AI ​​translation software began to report errors and fail.

"We can't connect the two words. Or rather, we can't connect the two words after knowing about that damn dragon in the north-central part of Sakurajima. Those who don't know can understand the concept. But even if they have the answer and can write it down on paper or electronic media, they can't effectively communicate it to those who know."

"Relevant experiments have also been conducted on the Eastern Continent." Another decision-maker nodded. "And what we calculated were the words 'ancient' and 'scroll'. This implies a terrifying conceptual gap. Can you imagine what would happen when such a conceptual gap appears in basic mathematics?"

What happens? The result is obvious.

The modern human social system will completely collapse. All of humanity's proud industrial achievements will be destroyed, and we will fall back into the primitive dark ages. And the strange monsters and evil demons that surround us will only increase in number.

The threat of apocalypse looms. This is far more significant and terrifying than any monster on a killing spree. Humanity will always find ways to combat this evil entity. But...how can humanity resist the conceptual collapse and erasure?

As a result, the decision makers sat down together, temporarily putting aside their past hatreds and disagreements, and trying their best to show sincerity and cooperate with each other.

"Looks like we need a savior." Ross's decision-maker shook his head. "Our people analyzed the target's behavior patterns and used their influence to guide those around him..."

The screen shifted slightly, and Hayakawa Shiori's profile appeared on the decision-makers' screens. She had originally been wearing a full set of protective gear at Wu Chen's behest, but under the agent's guidance, she had changed into a more pious miko's outfit. The other attendants' miko's attire was subtly different.

"The target's attention on No. 2 and No. 7 is slightly longer than on the other miko. They also don't seem to be opposed to Hayakawa Shiori's new outfit. We speculate that the target is quite interested in subcultures and tends to favor positive images."

Behind Hayakawa Shiori stood eight shrine maidens. Two of them, specifically singled out for "can't find suitable ones," were dressed in cosplay costumes as anime shrine maidens. The surveillance video showed Wu Chen taking a second look at them as he left the lounge. Meanwhile, the other two shrine maidens, with their better figures and looks and more seductive attire, and the others wearing traditional shrine maiden attire, received little attention.

"Also, based on the content of the target's speech, we can determine that the target has a certain degree of obsessive-compulsive disorder. He subconsciously rhymes when speaking and likes to use parallel sentences. This means that he prefers order over chaos."

"Looks like we can move forward with the vote." The East Continent's decision-maker nodded. "Then, let's vote on the proposal [to accept the target transaction]."

The results came very quickly.

Passed unanimously.

(End of this chapter)