The emergency meeting went smoothly.
After the meeting, within just one day, all the subcommittees responsible for carrying out this task were selected, along with the task teams within each subcommittee.
Zhang Tianyuan led these several thousand people back to No. 6 Spacetime, and the entire plan was ready to be executed at any time.
"These people were selected from the parallel universe's branch, so I'll trouble Elder Zhong to use your channels to create some opportunities for them."
When Zhang Tianyuan Zhong Ruijin again, he immediately noticed that Zhong Ruijin looked much more tired, clearly having not rested much in the past two days.
However, the old man remained quick-witted. He accepted the list from Zhang Tianyuan and nodded, saying, "Thank you for your hard work, President Zhang. I will create the necessary conditions for them diplomatically, and we will also do our best to assist them and act as their guarantor."
Zhang Tianyuan laughed and said, "They should be the ones assisting you. After all, they come from a parallel universe and aren't familiar with the specifics of this one..."
Zhong Ruijin chuckled, "That's mutual cooperation..."
Zhang Tianyuan never expected that these branches could persuade them to join their brotherly nation in this time and space on their own.
After all, the members of these branches are just ordinary people, nothing special. If they could successfully "fool" their brother countries like this, it would be a miracle.
Their primary role was to use Zhong Ruijin's name to assist domestic diplomats in their work, trying to convince foreign countries of the impending ice age and thus prepare accordingly.
Meanwhile, the Mutual Aid Society and other time-space entities will also provide necessary assistance.
Liu Chunshi was also beside the two. He had been staying in No. 6 Spacetime for the past two days, working with the domestic meteorological department.
"President, I just spoke with Elder Zhong this morning, and we believe the situation has reached a point of no return."
Yesterday, through special channels, we obtained previously unpublished meteorological data from the Arctic, and discovered that the situation in the Arctic may be far more severe than in Antarctica.
"The polar temperatures in this spacetime have been rising for unknown reasons for the past few decades, and now the melting of the ice sheets is quite severe, increasing the likelihood of it affecting the climate cycle."
"If yesterday's worst-case scenario prediction was less than one in a hundred million, now, with the addition of Arctic data, the probability has risen to one in ten thousand..."
Zhang Tianyuan looked at the preliminary analysis results handed over by Liu Chunshi.
"Unexplained temperature rise?"
Our latest discussion suggests it could be undetected volcanic activity, or, similar to No. 1 Spacetime, a rapid rise in underground temperatures, albeit with this warming phenomenon being particularly severe at the poles.
Seeing that Liu Chunshi was about to begin his professional explanation, Zhang Tianyuan quickly stopped him. "So, in other words, we now have no way to eliminate or postpone the crisis?"
Liu Chunshi nodded. "That's no longer possible."
"Let's ignore them and get started on our disaster preparedness plan."
As Zhang Tianyuan said this, he kept looking at Elder Zhong.
Although all personnel involved in the disaster evacuation plan are now in place, the plan requires Elder Zhong's full support.
His attitude is very important.
Zhong Ruijin had already fallen into deep thought before that.
Just this morning, he not only met with Liu Chunshi, but also with meteorological experts from the meteorological department, as well as many academicians and leading figures with meteorological backgrounds.
The topic of discussion was whether the disaster Zhang Tianyuan mentioned was a hypothetical possibility.
As a result, most meteorologists in their timeline believed that such a disaster was indeed possible.
Liu Chunshi and the Wandering Spacetime meteorologists conquered the entire meteorological department in just over a day, making them accept and understand the theory of cooling storms.
Of course, the meteorologists in this time and space also added to Zhong Ruijin's statement that the probability of a cooling storm actually occurring is very small.
So small as to be negligible.
However, Zhong Ruijin was not happy to hear these words.
He recalled what Zhang Tianyuan had told him before: if the end of the world is a highly probable event, then how can it be called the end of the world?
Various thoughts raced through his mind, and after a full three minutes of contemplation, Zhong Ruijin opened his eyes and answered Zhang Tianyuan's question:
"Let's do as the chairman says and start planning now."
Liu Chunshi breathed a sigh of relief
He knew his guild leader was right; if he said a disaster was going to happen in this timeline, then something bad was definitely going to happen.
Now that Zhong Ruijin agreed to carry out the plan, at least the people in the country can be saved.
Zhang Tianyuan also shook hands with Elder Zhong.
"After October, you'll be glad you made this decision today."
Seeing the confident demeanor of the young man in front of him, Zhong Ruijin's initial anxiety eased a little.
The decision he made will come at a considerable cost.
If this is false, then both domestically and internationally, things will be in complete chaos...
However, there is no time left for him to weigh the pros and cons.
The planned orders were quickly relayed down.
The Disaster Prevention Working Group, which had been set up just a day earlier, responded almost immediately to the order. The members of the task force were all people who had seen Zhang Tianyuan in person two days earlier, and they urged more departments to take action.
And the first action was quickly launched, which was...
Publish papers.
A paper that has been widely circulated among meteorological departments in China in the past two days has been sent to various meteorological research institutions abroad through official channels.
Whether these institutions are official or private, as long as they are recognizable, they have all received this paper, which bears the names of Liu Chunshi and many other meteorologists, both well-known and unknown.
The title of this paper is simple and straightforward.
A Study on the Current State of Polar Weather and Potential Catastrophic Consequences
Across the ocean.
National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration.
"What is this? Is this the latest research sent from the other side?"
Tom was adding sugar to his coffee while pondering matters in Antarctica. One of his subordinates Jack, reported after the ice shelf collapse that he had encountered a strange research team that spoke Chinese and wasn't on the official roster before the incident...
Just as he was engrossed in his thoughts, his subordinate brought him a paper.
"This paper is strange enough just by its title... What's even stranger is that it was sent directly from the weather bureau across the street?"
He had worked at the meteorological bureau for two or three decades and had never seen anything like it before.
What does it mean to send papers directly to the other party instead of submitting them to journals?
Are we asking them to submit the articles on our behalf?
The subordinate who received the paper also found it strange, but he still relayed what he had overheard. "The other party expressed their hope that we would read this paper carefully, as it contains significant information."
"How significant could it be?" Tom stirred his coffee with a spoon, placed the paper on the table, opened it, and began to read it carefully.
One minute, two minutes...
Tom's expression grew increasingly confused.
because--
He didn't understand.
Or rather, he felt that the data citations and sources in this paper were too inexplicable.
For example, in the Arctic region, hydrological and climate data for many places are military secrets, yet this paper brazenly published this data.
Even he couldn't possibly know the data from those places, so naturally he couldn't determine whether the data cited here was true or false.
Without knowing the authenticity of the data, it's even more impossible to judge whether the content of a paper is reasonable.
However, although he didn't know if the data was true or false, Tom knew one thing—
That is, if this data is confidential to him, it should also be confidential to the weather bureau on the other side.
Where did the other side get this data from?
And they even dared to include them in their papers?
"Are they crazy?"
Tom, having reached this point, lost all interest in reading further and no longer cared about his coffee. This paper was too unusual; he needed to continue reporting it to his superiors.
If it is later confirmed that the data cited in this paper is true, then it means something big has happened!
This could mean that their confidential weather data has been leaked...
Tom took the paper and prepared to call and report it.
Unlike Tom, most of the other institutions that received the papers patiently read them to the end.
I also saw that seemingly absurd conclusion.
"The Earth may experience a major climate shift within the next month and a half, entering an ice age, and at that time, a superstorm will sweep across the entire Northern Hemisphere?"
"Don't talk nonsense, how could such a thing happen?"
Did the person who wrote this paper drink too much alcohol?
"Perhaps it's just some minor character trying to attract attention."
"Spoiled? I've never heard of this author before, I don't know where I found so many names..."
The impact of this paper is limited to the meteorological field; it is basically only known to people within the meteorological community. Some meteorological agencies did not even report it, treating it as mere literary garbage.
The news didn't cause any stir among the general public; only a few tabloids received the news and reported on it, and then nothing more.
Nobody is interested in this at all.
Checking the weather forecast to see if it will rain tomorrow is the most basic level of concern most people have for meteorology.
The whole thing vanished without a trace.
Until the day after the paper was published.
Tom, carrying the paper he had received yesterday, knocked on a door, which still had a name tag on it.
Raymond Becker
Their direct superior in the entire meteorological department, the person who manages their budget.
"Please come in." Shortly after the knock, a female secretary opened the door from the inside and then offered the office to Tom and Becker.
Becker thanked the secretary and then went into his office.
Wearing glasses and with a mean expression, Becker sat behind his desk waiting for him.
"I heard you received a strange paper from the other side of the ocean yesterday?"
"Yes, I've brought the original document from yesterday."
"Then tell me, what's strange about it? Why did you request to report to me in person?"
Tom said nervously, "This paper contains classified meteorological data, including not only Arctic data but also Antarctica..."
He checked the data about Antarctica in that paper yesterday, but that was within his access rights.
After all, his subordinate Jack had projects related to Antarctica.
To his surprise, he discovered that the data in this strange paper wasn't just made up; the Antarctica data it cited was exactly the same as the data he had found...
If we work backwards like this, does that mean the Arctic part is also true?
He panicked, which is why he requested to report to Becker in person.
Upon hearing this, Becker immediately took it seriously.
Meteorological data is not only used for meteorological research, but also for important military intelligence.
Especially in sensitive regions like the Arctic...
I was just about to ask more questions.
Suddenly, the phone on Becker's desk rang.
The secretary outside indicated that an ambassador named " Chai Ping " wanted to meet with him. (Xxs-2)
Hearing this, Becker was puzzled, but he could only pause Tom's report and go to meet with Chai Ping.
He not only remembered this person, but the two were also "friends" with a good relationship, at least maintaining a superficially amicable interaction.
Upon arriving at the reception lounge, Becker discovered that there were several people brought by Chai Ping in the hall, all of whom were blond and blue-eyed, including a fat man who seemed familiar to him.
It wasn't that their appearance was familiar, but rather that their demeanor was.
It's like facing another version of yourself...
With a sense of doubt, Becker greeted everyone present before looking at the people Chai Ping had brought:
"Chai, who are these people?"
The seemingly refined Chai Ping smiled and said, " Becker, these are the friends I brought today for you to meet. This is Carl and his assistant Susan..."
Chai Ping introduced everyone to the group.
Becker, however, only noticed the fat man Carl, who had a similar temperament to himself, and especially noticed that he had a whole team. The people Chai Ping introduced later were clearly Carl's subordinates.
This person's identity is extraordinary.
In that instant, Becker had already gone through all the famous people in his country in his mind, but still couldn't find anyone who matched Carl.
Becker had no choice but to briefly introduce himself before getting straight to the point, "Chai, your friend is also my friend. Are they facing some kind of trouble?"
He thought that Carl and his group had gotten in touch with Chai Ping and wanted him to do something for them.
To everyone's surprise, Chai Ping laughed and said, " Becker, actually it's not Carl and the others who have encountered problems, but us."
"More precisely, right now it's probably a problem for you and me, and for everyone in the world."
Becker adjusted his small glasses. "I don't quite understand what you mean... Chai, you're acting a bit strange today..."
At that moment, Carl suddenly extended his hand to him. "Mr. Becker, actually I come from a parallel universe, and in that universe I hold the same position as you."
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