I, the warden of Delta, am a science popularizer and advocate for nuclear peace and friendliness.

"Ahem, quiet!"

A steady voice echoed in the air, drawing the attention of the previously noisy group of players.

The players were all on high alert at this moment. They didn't know what would happen next, or even where they would respawn after they died.

Jacob cleared his throat and, seeing that the room had quieted down for the time being, began his speech.

He first recalled his experience in the previous rebirth game, then considered the current situation of these players, and then said...

"My name is Jacob Hafk." Founder of the Hafk Group.

A calm and magnetic English sentence came from Jacob's mouth and was translated into Chinese through the players' headsets.

Therefore, players simultaneously perceived two languages.

"They call me crazy."

"But in this corrupt world, madness is true sobriety."

Jacob's voice was steady and rhythmic, containing an unyielding sorrow.

"I've seen most people live on their knees, and some die standing."

As soon as he finished speaking, he paused for a moment, then pointed his finger to the north, where GTI and the United Nations were located.

He stared directly into the eyes of every player who looked at him, and continued in a voice that held a calm undertone of madness.

"But power will always be in the hands of those who crush souls and consciences."

Everyone present knew who Jacob was referring to; his actions had already answered the question.

"They pieced themselves together from the fragments to create a monster."

The entire venue was silent, with only Jacob's voice echoing across the space station as he recounted his experiences.

After criticizing GTI, he changed the subject and turned his attention to himself.

"In 1993, my parents and I went to Mogadishu, the capital of Somalia, for humanitarian aid."

"I witnessed the ugliness and greed of human nature when I was young."

"From that time on, I understood that mercy cannot bring peace and justice."

"Only war can break the shackles of convention and reshape the world's order!!"

Jacob raised his arms and shouted, his excitement almost uncontrollable.

"Whether it was the former Delta Force or the current GTI, they are all a bunch of hypocrites..."

Flashes of light mingled with heavy words as reporters frantically documented this momentous speech.

Jacob paid no attention to the madness of these people; his voice grew softer but clearer.

"They shout for justice, yet they don't even realize how corrupt the very order they're trying to uphold is..."

"They call me cruel, but someone always has to be the fuel for the birth of a new world."

"And their blood will become the lubricant for the operation of the world machine in the new era."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent, with only a gentle breeze blowing by.

He put down the microphone, his gaze no longer fixed on the audience in front of him, but instead turned to the north.

All eyes followed him as he looked north, and even the reporters slowly put down their pens, papers, and lights.

Jacob was silent for a moment, then spoke. His voice was not loud, but it was very clear in the silent, empty environment.

"On the evening of January 3, 2036, while I, Hafk, was ill, GTI dropped three military shells on my space base."

"I will remember this, the entire space base will remember it, and the lives lost in this explosion will remember it."

"The arrival of a new world will begin with the GTI..."

He gradually slowed his pace, silently staring at the north, just watching quietly.

However, some people in the crowd couldn't sit still. The moment they heard the president say those words, they couldn't help but start moving out of the crowd.

Jacob did not immediately stop them, but instead slowly walked toward the leader who was standing to the side.

The latter wisely handed over a walkie-talkie.

"Have the military seal off a one-kilometer radius around the central control building. Anyone leaving without authorization, especially if they are a member of GTI, should be apprehended immediately!"

Meanwhile, in the northern Delta region, at a GTI branch.

Carl Houston sat in a black armchair, his eyes glued to the computer broadcast.

When the screen suddenly went dark, Houston paused for a moment, then sighed.

"You're pretty quick."

He finished his tea in one gulp and sat up. The officer standing next to him glanced at him and waited for orders.

"Jianmin, inform the lower-ups to put Hafk's matter on hold for now and have him recall the players who have been exiled to various parts of the Delta."

"Also, have the Falcon Squad prepare to go check out what's going on with that meteorite."

"Yes!" Zhang Jianmin replied loudly, then turned and quickly left the room.

After the door closed, the room fell silent again. Houston sat down again, his eyes glazed over for a moment, and then he reached for a photo frame on the desk.

The framed photo shows a young man wearing a baseball cap, with Houston standing next to him.

Houston raised his left hand and gently stroked the photo frame, his voice trembling slightly.

"Kai, no... I should call you Red Wolf now. It's not that Daddy is trying to lie to you, I have to use the pretense of faking my death to drag you out of those guys' sight."

"Those guys from Hafk can't stand me, but believe me, I'll be back in a while."

Houston seemed to be talking to himself, holding the photo frame and talking for a long time.

Zhang Jianmin was listening quietly through the door, a look of reluctance flashing in his eyes.

Their GTI division was one of the undisclosed divisions, and each of these hidden divisions was managed by veterans from the former Delta Force.

The responsibilities of these divisions are clear: to serve as GTI's hidden force, to be deployed at crucial moments, and to be one of GTI's trump cards.

Zhang Jianmin sighed and then quietly left.

After entering the elevator, he suddenly reached out and pointed at the air.

To outsiders, this scene would seem very strange, but in front of Zhang Jianmin was a data panel that no one else could see.

[Zhang Jianmin: District Chief Yuan, GTI is about to take action.]

That's right, Zhang Jianmin was one of the players who joined the GTI faction, but he was also a member of the Tianlong Kingdom.

As the intermediary between the two forces, GTI was naturally aware of what Zhang Jianmin was doing, but he simply turned a blind eye.

Not long after, a message came from the other end.

[Yuan Shi: I understand. The other teams have already entered GTI's territory.]

[Yuan Shi: Remember, safety is paramount. Don't even think about stealing that meteorite from those powerful forces; we can't defeat them.]

[Zhang Jianmin: Yes!]