The geometric-symbol state was a form of "existence" beyond mortal comprehension. Without interference from the senses, my will focused like a higher-dimensional laser, precisely targeting loopholes in the rules and chronic ailments of the world. The aftershocks in energy and medicine had yet to subside, but my "gaze" had already locked onto a more fundamental, more hidden dimension-the global food distribution system.
This was a domain where the four major grain traders used "free trade" as a pretext, manipulating futures, seed patents, and supply chains to manufacture cyclical famines for exorbitant profits. Hunger was their meticulously calculated product.
The targets: the core decision-makers of the Ring of Abundance, an international grain-trading alliance. Eliminating them would not be difficult. The challenge lay in dismantling the structural injustice they had built, rooted in financial and logistics systems.
I "sat" in a soundless, colorless, immaterial void, my consciousness connected to the notebook. The pen tip-a conceptual extension-descended. What it wrote was no longer a simple death or event, but a compound directive involving profound distortions of time and causality.
I entered the names of five key figures and wove a "decay script" spanning several weeks: one after another, they would develop an undiagnosable "time perception disorder," manifesting as accelerated aging and memories scrambled across time and space. In their deranged state, they would sign a series of agreements completely at odds with their conglomerates' interests-selling off strategic grain reserves at low prices, opening their core seed banks, and dissolving key price-fixing alliances. Their deaths would be the ultimate outcome of this "temporal disease," appearing to be natural decline. Meanwhile, the world's major grain futures markets would undergo violent but brief turmoil caused by a series of "retroactive errors in historical data," enough to make the speculative capital attached to them evaporate in an