"So that's how it is."
After hearing M. Bison's explanation, the leaders of the Ten Rings all nodded.
A mental network formed from the brain waves of 2.2 million people could be understood simply as 2.2 million different thoughts and ideas, all in a primitive, disordered state.
But after enduring the constant bombardment of fighter jets, palm cannons, and lightning, those 2.2 million thoughts began to be passively integrated, their state shifting little by little from disorder to order.
At that moment, consciousness began to sprout and grow, and the giant infant began to awaken its so-called [self-awareness].
And the so-called critical point represented the eve of the giant infant's awakening of self-awareness—the state where it was just one step away!
"So."
His eyes flickered slightly as M. Bison said in a low voice.
"Whether it's Muzan Kibutsuji or Wesker, if they want to control that body, they have to seize the giant infant's 'consciousness' and hold it in their own hands, like a remote control!"
"A remote control? Not a bad description. I'm getting more and more interested in what those two will do next."
The black tomoe spun in his pupils. Obito Uchiha's voice was hoarse and low as he slowly sat down on the edge of the rooftop.
Whether New York was destroyed or not had nothing to do with him. Before he officially launched his Infinite Tsukuyomi plan, he might as well watch someone else's performance first.
Rumble.
The giant infant's body was buried beneath the buildings.
He was not dead. Instead, he had fallen into a very strange state. His body was mutating, and human mouths were beginning to grow one after another across the surface of his skin.
Those mouths opened and closed unconsciously, different voices spilling out from within. In a daze,