The changes taking place around the world were still unknown to the players. The ripples they caused were bound to take time to significantly affect the current state of the world.
Even Murphy, who had personally carried out the formatting command, couldn't predict how much of a shock his actions would cause the other factions. But he wasn't concerned about that right now. He had other things to worry about.
"Two-thirds of the equipment in the Swamp Restricted Zone has shut down. Everything in the biology lab has turned into scrap metal, though the program tracking legendary creatures and ecosystems around the world is still running. Worst of all, there's no hot water in the bathroom, and the massage bathtub is out of service."
Triss complained:
"I went back to take a bath and ease my fatigue, but all that came out was cold water. It certainly woke me up, but isn't it a little ridiculous that even the elevators don't work? Those three iron beetle assistants have gone offline too, and security in the restricted zone has completely given up. The protective grand array can only maintain a bare minimum level of operation.
"R-9 Base wasn't affected. That's probably because it's part of the Life Greenhouse Project itself, so it has higher clearance.
"Hog's problems are pretty serious too. The Gnoll Civilization Hall might as well be closed for business.
"Couldn't you have talked to me before making such an important decision?"
"There wasn't enough time to think it over then. I had to get everything done before the Scholars restarted the Life Greenhouse. Judging by the results so far, it seems to have worked pretty well."
Murphy leaned back on the embassy sofa. Faced with Triss's complaints, he shrugged and said:
"And we're not the only ones having