What? No More Hibernation?

Watching Old Ford stare blankly into space, Lin Feng shook his head and left the interrogation room.

Once outside, Lin Feng made a throat-slitting gesture to the accompanying agent.

"I was originally worried we might kill the wrong man. Now there's nothing left to hesitate over."

The agent said nothing, merely nodding in silence.

Anyone who killed had to be prepared to be killed. If Old Ford had merely seized power directly, Lin Feng would not have gone this far. But Old Ford had wanted to kill his family, and he had to pay the price for that.

Sitting in his official car, Lin Feng kept seeing Old Ford's roaring face in his mind.

Lin Feng was no stranger to thoroughgoing defeatists. These human elites stood high enough to see far enough—could they really not see the future of human civilization?

They could see it, and they saw it clearly. But so what?

A hopeless war was still hopeless. Despairing human elites either resigned themselves and chose to drown themselves in pleasure and dreams, like Old Ford, or refused to accept their fate and chose to flee, like Zhang Beihai.

The human heart really was a troublesome thing...

Wait, thought!

Lin Feng suddenly remembered something and abruptly sat upright.

"I nearly forgot about that problem."

Effeminate culture!

The mainstream culture of future human society!

This was a huge problem!

In the Three-Body Game world, Mozi and King Arthur sat on two scorching rocks.

"Mozi, you failed. Feng Taylor did not lose his authority as a Wallfacer as you wished," King Arthur mocked.

"Impossible. There was no way he could have noticed! All his precautions were against us, not against humanity! My plan should have been perfect!"

Mozi angrily smashed his fist against the rock beside him.

"Yes, there really was no reason for him to notice. It could only have been a coincidence."

Rarely, King Arthur did not argue with Mozi over this matter and instead agreed with him.

"A coincidence... do you believe in coincidences?" Mozi asked.

King Arthur shook his head. "A coincidence, by definition, is something that does not happen often. Only then can it be called a coincidence. If it happens frequently, then it can't be called a 'coincidence' anymore..."

"I think the same way," Mozi said.

"If that 'nail' within the organization cannot be pulled out, we will never be able to kill Feng Taylor."

Several months later, just as Lin Feng was considering how to solve the problem of effeminate culture in future human society, he received a message from an agent.

"Wallfacers Radiiaz and Shiens have both entered hibernation?"

Lin Feng asked, and the agent nodded.

"Yes. They will awaken twenty years from now, once integrated circuits and von Neumann architecture computers have developed to their limits."

"Also, you must attend the next Wallfacer Hearing. Refusing to attend hearings should not be part of the Wallfacer Plan. The PDC's authority supersedes that of the Wallfacer Plan."

Those words were a notice from the United Nations.

"I understand."

Lin Feng waved the agent away, then leaned alone against the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window and fell into thought.

"Hibernation..."

In the original story, Radiiaz had hibernated until several decades in the future, and that was also when the Wallbreaker exposed him.

The image of the brown-skinned, heavily built sitting president of Venezuela surfaced in Lin Feng's mind, and he could not help sighing inwardly.

He was clearly a hero who had sacrificed and devoted himself for All Humanity, yet in the end, he died beneath the stones thrown by his own people.

After hesitating for a long while, Lin Feng stood up.

"I should go see him."

When Lin Feng visited Radiiaz, he did not receive a particularly warm welcome. Radiiaz sat across from him in a white bathrobe.

"Why did you suddenly come to see me? Are you here for the mathematical model of the Stellar Nuclear Bomb too?"

Radiiaz went straight to the point without wasting words, his eyes filled with vigilance.

In this world, the United States had once invaded Venezuela. Given Lin Feng's status as someone with considerable power in the United States, he was not surprised that Radiiaz was so wary of him.

"What would I want that thing for? Its power is so weak."

"I only came specifically to see you. After all, for the next twenty years, you'll vanish from human society."

Lin Feng explained, but Radiiaz only heard the first half of what he said.

"You just said... its power was small?"

Radiiaz gripped the sofa armrest with all five fingers, staring fixedly at Lin Feng. He looked furious.

Lin Feng answered as if it were only natural. "I think the Stellar Nuclear Bomb you proposed doesn't deserve the word 'stellar.' A real sun, even if only half its light were concentrated onto Earth, could reduce the planet to ashes in an instant."

"A single one of your nuclear bombs can't even sink one of Earth's continents. In what way is it like the sun? Just because it releases nuclear energy too?"

"I wouldn't have any objection if you named this kind of nuclear bomb anything else, but you shouldn't give it a name that's so easily misleading."

Lin Feng failed to notice that the more he spoke, the darker Radiiaz's expression became.

"Get out..."

"Hm?" Lin Feng froze.

"Get out of my residence! You're not welcome here, Feng Taylor!"

Radiiaz gritted his teeth as he threw him out.

A month after returning, Lin Feng received new information.

"What? Radiiaz isn't going into hibernation after all?"

"Why did he suddenly decide not to hibernate?"

Lin Feng was somewhat dumbfounded. This wasn't how the script was supposed to go. Wasn't Radiiaz meant to hibernate until the future, then carry out his Wallfacer Plan?

Was he planning not to hibernate, and instead live long enough to see humanity develop Stellar Nuclear Bombs?

Seeing Lin Feng's astonished expression, the CIA agent making the report inwardly complained.

Who do you think caused that? Isn't it obvious?

Naturally, the agent could not say that outright. After all, Lin Feng was now his superior, so he said, "Radiiaz may have his own considerations."

Lin Feng scratched his head, feeling as though the plot he knew had become an untethered alpaca, racing wildly across the plains of philosophy.

"I specifically went to see him off last time, and then he suddenly chose not to hibernate. Won't it be awkward if we run into each other at the Wallfacer Hearing? Please discuss it with the United Nations. I won't be attending the Wallfacer Hearing," Lin Feng said.

Lin Feng tried to use this as an excuse to refuse to attend the Wallfacer Hearing, but unfortunately, the CIA agent had already received instructions from the United Nations.

"Please do not make such willful demands. The PDC's authority stands above the Wallfacer Plan. Your authority does not allow you to refuse participation in the hearing."

Lin Feng gave a dry cough and explained, "We had an argument when we met that day. I'm afraid Radiiaz might beat me up if we meet again at the hearing. I can't beat him."

"You may attend the hearing through a live video feed. That is not a problem."

"Uh..."

The CIA agent's words backed Lin Feng into a corner. Even if Lin Feng pretended to be ill, they would probably force him to attend the Wallfacer Hearing. Once he accepted reality, Lin Feng could only agree in the end.

The reason Lin Feng was so unwilling to attend this Wallfacer Hearing was that he knew what its topic would be.

Stripping authority!