Time.
It was merely a unit of measurement created by scientists.
Used to record the evolution of particles.
If technology transcended its limits,
one could travel into the past, or enter the future.
But
no matter what, time could not be stopped. It continued moving forward in silence.
Another twenty-three hours passed.
Liu Di still stood on the highest floor of Gemini Towers, facing the entire world alone.
No one knew whether he was tired or carefully sensing something.
His eyes had been closed for a long time.
Suddenly.
The conference room projection lit up.
The virtual figure within was not one of the Creator's executives, but A Jia's personal secretary.
This bespectacled young man had the credentials of China's highest-level academic institution. Liu Di had also investigated his character—he was outstanding and deeply loyal.
But at that moment, the secretary A Jia called Xiao Bei looked somewhat anxious.
"Boss Emperor San."
"The tasks you assigned are all proceeding in an orderly fashion, but..."
Xiao Bei paused. "So far, we've encountered thirteen problems in total. I'm not sure about the progress on the other executives' ends, but here with Boss A Jia, we can't handle it anymore. Bloodshed is about to happen."
Liu Di slowly opened his eyes.
Given the scale of Molecular Future, it would have been abnormal if no problems arose.
Predicting the future was no easy matter. Handling minor troubles was perfectly normal.
Liu Di said softly, "Don't worry. I'll be right there."
European Nation, Xiawei Coast.
Secretary Xiao Bei hung up his communicator. The sun shone brightly here, the scenery was beautiful, and waves continually washed onto the shore before slowly receding.
But he and A Jia had not come here for a vacation. They had come to complete their task: acquire Chinese mobile phone manufacturers.