My Global War Game

"Wow, not bad progress!"

"There really is strength in numbers."

Wang Zhenyi was very satisfied. With a thought, he summoned a bottle of chilled "Guojiao" liquor, picked it up, and started chugging it down.

Although the food and drink in the war zone may not be truly filling, it's still good for having fun, and for those trying to lose weight, it's like heaven.

"There are now over 540 million players who have successfully registered."

"There are probably over 300 million people online stably."

"If seven billion people can register globally, the number of online participants will remain stable at around five billion."

"Hey, with that computing power, we probably won't have to wait long to develop war weapons like Gundam."

Thinking of this, Wang Zhenyi suddenly remembered a meme that had circulated online before.

They shouted, "The Communist army has Gundams!"

"Powered by computing power".

"In addition, the domestic robotics industry is booming."

"That day was really late!"

With a satisfied expression, Wang Zhenyi picked up the Guojiao liquor and sipped it several times before getting up and walking towards the suspended Earth.

Standing in front of the suspended Earth.

Wang Zhenyi looked down like a god, seeing that the entire territory of the United States had fallen into night, but centered on Nevada, the flames of war were burning fiercely and spreading wildly with an almost unstoppable momentum.

"It feels like time travel is faster than ever before."

"Perhaps it's because the players' appearance has spurred the Zerg."

As the fire spread, Wang Zhenyi pondered while chugging his liquor.

At the same time, he also noticed a situation.

Carrier strike groups deployed by the United States are withdrawing from various parts of the world.

Military bases in the United States are being withdrawn from around the world.

All American troops stationed abroad are rushing to the homeland as quickly as possible.

This marks the moment when the United States' global influence has been at its weakest since the end of World War II.

"The show is about to begin."

"Even if the end of the world is near, countries around the world will have their own ideas."

"Unity? Ha! It doesn't exist."

"Perhaps only bloody 'facts' and powerful 'guns' can concentrate global resources."

"There's still plenty of time, take your time, no rush."

"Only when despair begins to grip will the world understand which nation is the true savior!"

Wang Zhenyi's eyes trembled with excitement. Besides simulating war and trying to save the world, the game in War Space had another purpose.

That is, to tell the world, from the perspective and tone of a higher-dimensional civilization, through iron-fisted violence and death, that there is only one country that can save this future planet, and that is China.

Only by following China can we have a tomorrow!

Just then.

Wang Zhenyi frowned, as if he had sensed something.

He took a few steps forward, past the floating Earth, gazing at the endless pure white.

next second.

In the pure white war space, some light began to emerge, eventually weaving together a large number of machine tools, instruments, equipment, scientific researchers in white coats, and a giant cannon with a rectangular barrel.

Wang Zhenyi watched the excited, busy workers in white coats, but they seemed completely oblivious.

"I now completely believe that camera..."

No! Watchers!

"They must be a higher-dimensional civilization far surpassing humanity!"

An excited voice rang out; the speaker was Director Zhou from Yanjing Institute of Technology.

He looked around at the equipment and instruments, his eyes shining with brilliance, and spoke in an exceptionally devout tone.

"Old Zhou, you said the Watchers are a higher-dimensional civilization."

"He not only helps us with scientific research, but also lets us know about the future, and he also puts us to save the future."

"What is his purpose? Why would he do this?"

"Are you bored? Or just overeating?"

As soon as Director Zhou finished speaking, another professor with messy hair asked casually.

Faced with this question, the busy Director Zhou shook his head and said:

"Who knows?"

Just then, a slightly younger-looking young man next to him laughed and said:

"I suddenly thought of Liu Cixin's 'The Rural Teacher'."

"How so?" the professor with the messy hair asked curiously, and Director Zhou's gaze also turned over, as did the other professors present.

Under everyone's gaze, the young man quickly said:

"I don't remember the specifics, but it was something like the Milky Way was going to be demolished."

"Earth happens to be in the middle of the demolition zone, and an advanced civilization is considering whether to just blow up Earth."

After some discussion, we decided to observe humanity to see if it has any value in continuing to exist.

"So they chose a mountainous area in China and asked the children in the school some physics-related questions."

"I didn't expect that even the children could answer the questions."

"Because this rural primary school has a dedicated rural teacher."

"That's why the Earth survived."

After the young man finished speaking, the professor with the messy hair suddenly realized what he meant.

"I understand. You mean a higher-dimensional civilization might be observing us for some reason?"

"Do we want to judge our creativity by the trajectory of our national destiny?"

"Can we judge our courage through video game warfare?"

"Or is it possible for us humans to unite?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The young man nodded in agreement, then smiled and said:

"After all, they are a higher-dimensional civilization, and we can't judge them by the standards of us lower-dimensional beings."

Just then, Director Zhou, who was standing there, suddenly said:

"Following this line of reasoning..."

"Do you think it's possible that the insect swarm was created by a higher-dimensional civilization?"

"Are they staging this apocalypse themselves?"

"Is the purpose to test us?"

The professors present were stunned by this speculation.

"To be honest, I think it's possible."

"If that's the case, then what exactly does he want to see?"

"Who knows? They're from a higher-dimensional civilization."

"Forget it, stop thinking about it and get back to work!"

"Yes, yes, don't waste computing power."

Not far away, Wang Zhenyi watched them talking and working at the same time, a slight smile playing on his lips.

The reason why the United States was once so powerful was largely due to the iron-fisted rule of the American leader during World War II. He cracked down on social capital and emphasized national will, as if a giant hand had brought together the United States' scientific research and productivity.

Therefore, the United States was so powerful in those years.

The emergence of countless astonishing science fiction projects left many Chinese researchers in despair at that time.

But what happened next?

As his influence waned and the true nature of capital emerged, driven by the pursuit of financial reports and shareholder returns, asset-heavy industries became increasingly rare, while finance and the stock market flourished. Commissioner Smith moved about freely, and the Black House gradually became a puppet-like entity.

You have to be at the mercy of capitalists to get any project done!

"So, this is the America of today."

"Does it really have the capability to integrate resources and centralize computing power?"

Wang Zhenyi muttered something in a low voice, shook his head, and exited the war space.