mijobooks Chapter 280 A single word from the master stirs up a storm in the world.
Chapter 280 A single word from the master stirs up a storm in the world.
In the courtyard house.
As Lin Fan listened to the breaking news that had just been broadcast on the radio, a faint smile appeared on his lips.
"...Breaking news from this station: At 3 PM today, our country's official authorities formally announced to the world that China will fully launch the 'Era of Nationwide Cultivation' starting today..."
"...An official spokesperson stated that our country has mastered a complete, efficient, and safe basic spiritual practice method, which will be promoted nationwide in the near future..."
"...At the same time, the nation will establish a 'Merit Strategy Committee' and a 'Cultivator Management Bureau,' with the aim of establishing a completely new social incentive and resource allocation system centered on 'merit'..."
The news content was very official and boring.
But Lin Fan knew that when this news was translated into various languages and reached the desks of intelligence agencies around the world, it would be a different story.
It will unleash terrifying, monstrous waves.
"Li Zhenguo, that guy, he's pretty quick."
Lin Fan took a sip of tea and leisurely talked to himself.
He originally thought that it would take the Chinese government at least a day or two to figure out his "merit system".
Unexpectedly, in just a few hours, they not only accepted it completely.
They even went so far as to create a major news story about a "nationwide cultivation era," directly bringing the matter to the attention of the entire world.
This is a declaration of loyalty to oneself.
It's also about showing off to the whole world.
They boasted that China had latched onto their strongest, most powerful backer.
"That's interesting."
Lin Fan smiled, neither confirming nor denying the matter.
He didn't mind that the Chinese government was using his name to intimidate others.
He was even pleased with the outcome.
Because this was part of his plan.
He needs a powerful enough "agent" to help him set up the "server" for the game "Earth Online" and attract enough "players" to join.
It seems that China, as the "agent," has done a pretty good job.
At least, this first wave of global promotion was done with great momentum.
Lin Fan's divine sense spread out like a tide.
In an instant, it enveloped the entire Earth.
He "saw" that Washington, the White House, was brightly lit, and that countless politicians and generals in the Oval Office were arguing heatedly over a "statement" that had just been sent from China.
"Everyone's practicing cultivation? Have they gone mad?!"
"Where did they get this technology?!"
"A merit system? What the heck is that? It sounds so much like a game's mechanics?"
"No! We absolutely cannot let them get ahead of us! Immediately! Activate the 'Super Soldier' program! We want our own super army too!"
He "saw" that in Moscow, in the Kremlin, the emperor known for his iron fist, was sitting alone, quietly, in his office, looking out at Red Square, his eyes deep and solemn.
On his desk, too, lay that same statement from China.
After a long pause, he picked up the red phone on the table and, in an unquestionable tone, slowly said:
"Restart the 'Red Winter' project."
"I don't care what methods you use."
"I want to see our 'Siberian War Bear' appear on the streets of Moscow as soon as possible."
He "saw" London, Paris, Berlin...
The whole of Europe was plunged into an unprecedented state of anxiety and panic.
Ancient nobles, emerging conglomerates, powerful organizations of superhumans...
Everyone was stunned by China's sudden and unexpected bombshell.
For the first time, they truly felt the fear of being abandoned by the times.
He even "saw" the deepest part of St. Peter's Basilica, the ancient and sacred building in the Vatican.
An elderly figure dressed in a magnificent papal robe was kneeling beneath a massive cross, praying devoutly.
"Lord... the dragon of the East has awakened..."
"Do you really intend to abandon these lost sheep?"
Lin Fan took in everything, his face remaining calm and composed.
He knew that from this day forward, the world's arms race would enter a completely new and frenzied phase.
It's no longer about who has more aircraft carriers or who has more powerful nuclear weapons.
Instead, it's about who has the strongest "cultivators" and who has the most "extraordinary people"!
And that's exactly what he wanted to see.
Competition drives progress.
Pressure is a source of motivation.
He wants to completely "stir up" this world.
Only in this way can he select enough excellent "chess pieces" in the shortest amount of time to complete the subsequent, more ambitious, cosmic-level "dungeon missions" for him.
For example, dealing with the "Star Beasts" on the far side of the moon, who are almost unable to contain their hunger.
"It's about time. We should find some new jobs for Ares and Aiolia."
Lin Fan thought for a moment.
Those two war fanatics, after returning from Antarctica, have been in a state of anxiety during a "mission gap".
Ares, in particular, after being so badly beaten by the Thunder Beast, kept clamoring to find a stronger opponent to prove himself.
Just now, the whole world is getting restless because of China's "Cultivation for All" plan.
There will definitely be quite a few rule-breakers who will jump out and cause trouble.
It's time to let them "enforce the law" a bit.
"Let's start with that 'Super Soldier' program."
A cold glint flashed in Lin Fan's eyes.
He had absolutely no liking for the so-called "super soldiers" created by the United States using various gene-editing drugs and cutting-edge technologies.
In his view, those things were all incongruous, failed, experimental products.
They not only overdraw the potential of life, but also insult the word "evolution".
Such misguided "counterfeit products" should not exist in the "game" he designed.
Lin Fan's divine sense instantly locked onto Ares and Aiolia, who were frantically working out and releasing their excess energy in a secret overseas military base.
"There's a job."
His voice resonated directly in their minds.
"teacher!"
The two men shuddered and immediately stopped what they were doing, responding respectfully in their hearts.
"Go to Nevada, in the United States, to a place called 'Area 51'."
Lin Fan's voice was very calm.
"There, a group of self-righteous mortals are conducting some very foolish experiments."
"They attempted to use some clumsy technology to 'create' so-called extraordinary individuals."
"Go, wipe that base, along with all the 'experiments' and 'research data' inside, from the face of the earth."
"I want the whole world to understand one principle."
"Any attempt to take shortcuts outside of the rules I have established is heresy."
"And as for heresy..."
"The only outcome is purification."
Ares and Aiolia exchanged a glance after hearing this.
They both saw in each other's eyes a hint of barely suppressed, fervent excitement!
Purify heresy!
This is the kind of work they love the most!
"Yes, sir!"
The two responded in unison, their voices filled with a bloodthirsty, yearning.
"Your will is our only direction!"
next second.
Two streaks of light, one gold and one red, shot into the sky.
With a terrifying speed that disregarded all physical rules, it sped toward that forbidden desert across the ocean.
A "purification" operation, personally ordered by the Master, is about to begin, its bloody curtain rising.