The book expounded on the future direction of development from political, economic, cultural, social, and other perspectives.
A message came through the portable terminal. The sender was Choi Gu-seong, confirming the materials he had sent. There was a great deal of data and many charts. Most importantly, there was on-site footage of Hiroko Fujii, the face of the woman who had died so miserably frozen on the screen.
There was also Shogo Makishima's objective: the changes in the hues of everyone at the scene.
"In such a short time, it caused a marked rise in regional stress..." Shogo Makishima was quite satisfied with the changes in the data. It seemed to have achieved the result he expected. The more turbulent and unstable this world became, the closer they would come to success. Flashing several big white teeth, he said with a smile, "Good work."
"Thank you."
"That'll do. There's no need to revise the plan."
"The response to the rehearsal was explosive. This is quite an extraordinary event."
"What an idiot."
"Hm?"
"He only killed one person. The real event hasn't even happened yet. The extraordinary event is only beginning now."
"...That's true."
"Hey, I only told you the entire plan. I'm counting on you."
That was the entirety of their conversation. Shogo Makishima was also very satisfied with the plan. At present, they had arranged several vicious murder cases. Each incident had precisely controlled its timing, and the emotional changes of the bystanders would trigger changes in their hues. The anxiety they spread would spread like a virus, growing larger and larger like a snowball.
And that was not all. Those interested in violent incidents would also search for this news.
They kept spreading it.
Spreading it endlessly.
In truth, the more time a crime took and the more