Devotion to the Cause

"What are you still waiting for? Hurry up and take this ETO molecule away. I plan to finish this press conference before four o'clock and don't want to waste time with this kind of guy."

Hearing Lin Feng's order, the guards finally made a move. They had been hesitant because they were waiting for Lin Feng's next instruction.

The reporter struggled as the guards led him away. He glared venomously at Lin Feng on the stage, his gaze meeting Lin Feng's condescending stare directly.

"I curse you! Feng Taylor!"

"Even if I lose everything, I will definitely sue you!"

Like the final whimper of a defeated dog, the reporter's words not only failed to make Lin Feng feel the slightest bit threatened, but they even gave him the urge to laugh.

"Human joys and sorrows are not shared, and it's so noisy…"

Lin Feng shamelessly picked at his ear, his gaze returning to the other reporters present.

Instantly, all the reporters felt as if they were being stared at by a wolf, their backs prickling with unease. They all lowered their heads, not daring to make eye contact with Lin Feng, fearing they would suffer the same fate as the person before them.

No one wanted to go to jail!

No one wanted to be imprisoned indefinitely!

No one wanted to be inexplicably branded with anti-human crimes!

Now, they regretted attending this press conference. If they hadn't been afraid of Lin Feng labeling them as ETO molecules and arresting them, they wouldn't have stayed there for another minute.

Lin Feng chuckled and said, "Don't be nervous, everyone. Do I look like the kind of lunatic who arbitrarily arrests people?"

You don't just look like it, you are it!

The reporters grumbled and cursed inwardly, their thoughts as unpleasant as could be imagined.

However, the reporters only cursed in their hearts. None of them dared to say it out loud. The entire press conference venue was eerily quiet, with only Lin Feng's voice echoing.

Lin Feng sighed and shook his head.

"I, Wallfacer Feng Taylor, have a heavy and complex workload. I truly don't have the mood or energy to answer questions other than those related to my Wallfacer work."

"If anyone insists on asking, I can only suspect they are a spy sent by the ETO to deliberately disrupt my work."

"So… please, everyone, don't ask me any more questions outside of my Wallfacer work."

This was already a blatant threat. The reporters present fully realized how unreasonable and overbearing this Wallfacer was.

They also fully realized what a class disparity meant.

The other party was called a Wallfacer, but in reality, he was an 'Emperor,' while they were just commoners, or not even that!

"Who's next?"

Lin Feng said, his gaze sweeping over the reporters.

The same thought flashed through every reporter's mind – Please don't pick me, I have no more questions to ask!

Some reporters' pants were already damp, and a faint odor was beginning to emanate.

The power of life and death was entirely in Lin Feng's hands, a perfect embodiment of the essence of dictatorship!

"Hmm? No more questions? There were so many people just now."

Lin Feng retracted his gaze, sighed, and pointed at one of the reporters.

"You, yes, you. I remember you were raising your hand very enthusiastically just now, but you were a bit slow. You can ask your question now."

The reporter Lin Feng pointed at felt like crying. If he had known this Wallfacer would be so crazy and dictatorial, he wouldn't have raised his hand so eagerly even if he were beaten to death.

His legs still trembling, the tall, thin reporter forced out a smile that was more like a grimace, his voice shaking. In the most respectful tone he had ever used, he stood up, bowed, and asked Lin Feng a question.

"Res-respected Mr. Taylor, your Wallfacer plan, can that plan really defeat the Three-Body fleet that will arrive in the solar system hundreds of years from now?"

Lin Feng nodded and replied with a certainty that seemed to predict the future.

"Of course. As I said, no one understands how to wallface the Three-Body problem better than I do."

The Three-Body game. Eternal night without a star. Carbon dioxide in the atmosphere condensed into ice and fell, swaying with the biting wind. When it hit people, it felt like invisible blades scraping their skin.

On the endless snowfield, some people gathered together.

They were discussing what they had seen on the news.

"First Emperor, is that person a threat to the Lord?"

Qin Shi Huang shook his head, "The Lord told us not to worry."

This answer did not satisfy everyone present. The Macro-Electron Storage Plan was indeed seen by them as the most dangerous of all the Wallfacer plans.

"Is the Macro-Electron Storage Plan really not a threat to the Lord? That's the energy humanity's entire civilization has accumulated for hundreds of years. If this energy is unleashed in a battle against the Lord after his arrival…"

"Feng Taylor's plan is to build potential towers globally, utilizing Earth's natural electric fields to store electrical energy. In addition to this, there's the storage of various clean energies converted into electrical energy. Hundreds of years from now…"

Producing energy is not difficult; energy can be found everywhere, even in the void, where quantum tides are constantly churning.

The real difficulty lies in how to store and utilize this energy. The law of entropy increase means that no container can truly seal energy.

All energy containers in this world are merely buckets with holes, the only difference being their capacity and the size of the holes.

If humanity could truly store all its energy for hundreds of years and deploy it in a battle against the Three-Body fleet, it would undoubtedly be a terrifying prospect.

"I understand your concerns, but the Lord's stance is also very clear. If there truly is a threat, the Lord will not ignore it," said the First Emperor.

The First Emperor shared their concerns. The Lord had conveyed his attitude but hadn't explained why he wasn't worried.

They didn't disbelieve the Lord; they were afraid the Lord might misjudge, that the Lord was too easily deceived.

The Macro-Electron Storage Plan was the most dangerous of all the plans, at least on the surface.

But precisely because the visible plan was like this, it made them unable to help but worry about the hidden Wallfacer plan.

"Regardless, we still need to defeat Feng Taylor."

"Firstly, it can deliver a blow to the confidence of all humanity, making them self-deprecating and lacking the courage to resist the Lord in the future. Secondly, I worry the Lord might misjudge. Even if the Lord's thoughts are correct, defeating Feng Taylor will allow the Lord to win more easily in future battles."

No one present objected to this proposal.

The Wallfacers were originally the targets the ETO intended to defeat; now, there was just one more.

"Leave it to me."

Someone among them stepped forward to volunteer.

This person was none other than the Wallbreaker who had defeated Wallfacer Frederick Taylor last time, Von Neumann!

"Von Neumann, you've already completed one wallbreak; it's time to give others a chance."

Someone nearby tugged impatiently at Von Neumann's suit. He had also been preparing to step forward as the Wallbreaker, but Von Neumann had beaten him to it.

"Precisely because I completed it, it should be me."

Von Neumann wore a confident smile. As the first Wallbreaker to successfully break a wall and defeat a Wallfacer, he had the right to be so proud.

"In the last wallbreak against Frederick Taylor, I gained a deep understanding of ball lightning. No one in the organization is more suitable than me," Von Neumann stated.

Scanning the people around him, Von Neumann held his head high, declaring his intentions.

"Moreover, I believe that if two Wallfacers are defeated by the same Wallbreaker, the blow to all of humanity will undoubtedly be immense."

"I will let this father and son know that they are not Wallfacers at all, but complete failures."

The crowd fell silent. Finally, the First Emperor spoke.

"Von Neumann, I must remind you, Feng Taylor is different from his father. You will be arrested and imprisoned for life, or even killed."

"Mozart has already been arrested."

The First Emperor was reminding Von Neumann that his opponent this time was different from the previous Wallfacer.

It was highly likely that Von Neumann would never return from this wallbreaking operation!

He would be arrested!

He would be sentenced to death!

He would become a sinner to all of humanity!

However, the First Emperor saw no hesitation or fear in Von Neumann's eyes, not even a trace.

"Dedicating oneself to the Lord is, after all, the duty of a Wallbreaker."

Von Neumann's very calm words echoed across the snowy plains.