Quantum Rose

Meanwhile, in the Three-Body World.

Three months had passed since the outbreak of the Three-Body Crisis.

To deal with the Three-Body Crisis, the Planetary Defense Council had officially been established.

But alongside it came another plan—one even more insane, yet even more inspiring.

The Wallfacer Project.

Four Wallfacers had been pushed into the spotlight.

Their photographs and résumés were printed on the giant screens of Times Square, broadcast on loop at Tokyo's busiest intersection in Shibuya, and flashed across electronic billboards along the Thames River.

Humanity had placed its final hopes in these four people granted supreme authority.

They could mobilize every resource on Earth to devise their own strategies.

They needed to explain themselves to no one and answer only to themselves.

After becoming a Wallfacer, Zhang Qi had also begun his own plan.

A black Hongqi H9 with special PDC plates ignored the congested stream of red traffic on Chang'an Avenue and smoothly drove into a quiet alley.

Inside the car, Ding Yi irritably tugged at the tie around his neck.

Because the person they were about to meet was an old friend of his—

A while later, the driver stopped beneath an old residential building.

The walls were plastered with small ads for locksmiths and drain unclogging.

Ding Yi got out with Zhang Qi, then led him into the building.

They eventually stopped outside Room 302 on the third floor.

The dark-red security door looked rather old.

Ding Yi stepped forward, raised his hand, and knocked.

Knock, knock knock.

There was no response from inside.

Ding Yi knocked again.

"Old Chen, open up. It's me, Ding Yi."

After about half a minute, a voice finally came from behind the door.

A haggard middle-aged face appeared behind it.

"Long time no see, Old Chen—"

Ding Yi looked at