roccoschili Chapter 815 - 815: If You Don't Want to Take the Fall, Join the Sun
Chapter 815 - 815: If You Don't Want to Take the Fall, Join the Sun
Within one day, sand began to appear in all the water.This sand appeared out of nowhere, causing astonishment to everyone.
The middle and lower levels did not realize what this really meant. Isn't it just water, something that flows as soon as the faucet is turned on?
However, to the higher-ups, this event was akin to the sky collapsing.
Even in completely sealed containers, the water showed sand.
This meant their original plan had failed and revealed a signal that the enemy intended to kill them all.
Without water, everyone would die.
Then, the previously rejected plan to destroy the 'Sun' was immediately restarted.
Since you refuse to let us live well, we won't let you live well either.
A series of resource coordinations were completed in just half an hour, something that normally would take at least a month to succeed.
Subsequently, they were transported at an extremely fast speed to the Strategy Bureau and handed over to Changsun Zhong.
When it comes to their own interests, the high-ups never hesitate, and once the national machinery moves, nothing is a problem.
Changsun Shi was a bit bewildered; he hadn't even had time to persuade them before they agreed on their own, and after learning the situation, he understood why.
Although Wang Linchi indirectly assisted, it did not mean they succeeded; instead, they fell into a deeper level of despair.
Even if the 'Sun' were destroyed, it could not stop the sandification of water resources.
And if water resources are sandifying now, what will sandify in the future?
But Changsun Zhong didn't care about all these issues; difficulties must be solved one by one, not by rushing at them all at once.
Rushing at them all at once would only result in getting overwhelmed by difficulties, not overcoming them.
The weapon against the 'Sun' was completed in just ten hours, with Changsun Zhong providing the designs and data, and various nations arranging for a large number of top-notch personnel. The entire process from crafting, assembling, to debugging was extremely fast.
"I don't know if it will succeed," Changsun Zhong looked at this weapon, originally born as a doomsday weapon when a certain sun underwent helium flash, intending to perish together with the unspeakable.
The one in his hands was, of course, a simplified version; the complete version was a weapon that would require the resources of an entire world to create, something impossible with the current state of humanity in this timeline.
The resource was not the issue; the real problems were technical inadequacies and the unreliable human heart.
"Do you also have no confidence?" Changsun Shi's heart sank when he heard this.
"After all, this is not the complete version, and I am not a professional; I can't guarantee 100% success," Changsun Zhong said calmly.
What he was doing was defying destiny, and encountering difficulties and obstacles is normal; nothing is 100%. Even if humanity, which created this doomsday weapon, came back, they wouldn't have complete confidence.
Unfortunately, that civilization's attempt to perish together with the unspeakable failed, and they couldn't even catch a glimpse of its silhouette. Instead, their thoughts mastered this doomsday weapon, becoming a backbone force against the Human Community.
But no one blamed them; they dared to use everything as fuel, which is already impressive. Losing is usual.
Giving does not necessarily yield corresponding rewards.
Changsun Shi wanted to say something but the sun-destroying weapon was already charging energy, and ultimately he did not continue speaking, as saying these things now might affect morale.
The reason Changsun Zhong was not in charge of operations was naturally because nations still wanted to keep the weapon in their hands, to prevent the Strategy Bureau from overturning the heavens.
Ever since the sandification of water incident occurred, the actions of various nations indeed did not align with the interests of civilization and the world, but they conformed to the interests of their own high-ups.
Truly selfless people are always the minority, and such people rarely reach high positions.
A torrent of laser pierced through space, impacting the 'Sun' in the sky, forming ripples covering most of the sky.
Changsun Zhong squinted at the sky, initially feeling it could succeed, but as time passed, unease began to rise in his heart.
And this unease continued to expand bit by bit.
"This time might end in failure," Changsun Zhong suddenly said.
This statement brought worry to Changsun Shi's expression; compared to the elites arranged by various nations, he naturally trusted his grandson more.
"Activate overload mode!"
A person in charge shouted, clearly detecting something amiss through the data, so before things fully spiraled out of control, they planned to gamble.
If it succeeds, nothing happens; if it fails...
Boom!
The entire sun-destroying weapon exploded directly, sending countless fragments flying.
Luckily, with Changsun Zhong present, there were no casualties, but because of the weapon's explosion, the original laser also immediately extinguished.
Everyone stared dazedly at the 'Sun' in the sky.
It still existed and emitted the same light as before.
"This is impossible; the data indicates the 'Sun' couldn't resist..." The person in charge was hysterically in disbelief.
The responsibility for the weapon's damage lies with him; if he hadn't ordered the activation of overload mode, the explosion wouldn't have occurred.
The term overload means exceeding the weapon's capacity, so problems were to be expected.
But that's not the point; the point is not only is the 'Sun' still there, but it also appears undamaged, making him the scapegoat for this failed plan.
Accountability might not happen, but any future career prospects are severed, almost no different from being cut off.
"This... failed," Changsun Shi muttered softly and then glanced at Changsun Zhong. After numerous setbacks, the latter seemed accustomed to it.
"It's normal, succeeding would be the problem," Changsun Zhong replied.
In the distance, sand began to rotate, revealing a human figure.
The figure was watching them from afar.
Changsun Zhong glanced at it, and the figure instantly collapsed into sand.
"It's you; it's definitely your data that's flawed!" The person in charge, as if mad, grabbed Changsun Zhong by the collar, his eyes red as he questioned, "Why are you deliberately sabotaging? How does this benefit you?"
"Calm down," Changsun Zhong easily pushed him away, then smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes caused by the grab and said, "Why should you destroy the 'Sun'? Just because of your status?"
"Go back and tell your nation's monarch that humanity is in grave danger, extinction is near," Changsun Zhong finished speaking, snorted coldly, then turned and left.
The opposition wanted to say more but was intimidated by a group of metahumans; after his lips moved twice, he finally muttered, "The international court won't let you off."
Yet this received no response, even from his original team members who looked at him like a piece of foul waste, unwilling to come close.
He wanted to shift the blame, but his attempt was technically insufficient.
Moreover, this was in front of everyone's eyes, making it impossible to shift the blame.
He slumped dejectedly to the ground.
"You seem to have encountered some setbacks?"
He didn't know how long had passed when a gentle voice reached his ears, dispelling the chaos in his mind.
He looked up to see a young person, and upon first sight, he inexplicably felt a sense of goodwill.
The other extended a hand, pulling him up.
"Encountering setbacks, sitting won't solve the problem," comforted the other.
"But everything's over; I couldn't destroy the 'Sun,' and while failing to complete the mission, I damaged the weapon," he confided his problems to the other, dejected.
"Why destroy the 'Sun'? If you can't destroy it, why not align with it? After all, the 'Sun' is so powerful," the other offered a solution beyond his usual logic.
"Align with the 'Sun'?" he murmured, looking up at the sky; the 'Sun,' originally just a fireball, now appeared to have orderly patterns in his eyes.
This was something he had never imagined.
"What should I do?" Though he saw the patterns, he still didn't know how to align.
"Feel with your heart, and you'll soon know what to do," the warmth in the other's voice immersed him.
He was completely unaware that the flesh beneath his skin began to rhythmically move irregularly, and his hair accumulated visibly grains of sand.
Sandification isn't limited to the environment; organisms can also undergo sandification, even acquiring high-temperature abilities.