"Report: Residents of East Districts 8, 9, 21, and 31 have been evacuated. Shall we proceed with the order to shut off power to those areas now?"
"Disable!"
"Issue the order, "Nie Xingjun said solemnly.
"Report: In addition to the Jade Dynasty World, the world portals for Jianxia and Fengyun have been taken over, and everyone inside has been evacuated. Should we shut them down now?"
This report made Nie Xingjun hesitate. He turned around and asked, "Has there been any news from Elder Zhang yet?"
Unlike the closure of several areas in the East City, that area was an entertainment district. As long as the personnel were evacuated, it could be reopened at any time after being closed, and the losses were not a big deal. To put it bluntly, it was just a project that a few wealthy families gave to some playboys to use to extract money from the lower classes. It was something that could be used or not.
However, if the otherworld game zones are closed, it will be a matter of national importance. Although the New World has been opened and the Central Federation has the most slots, it is still a newly launched project. It is estimated that it will take fifty years to achieve success, not to mention the many risks involved.
More than 80% of the Eastern Federation's military force was cultivated in two other martial arts simulation environments. Once the power is cut off, it will be difficult to restart it in the future!
Nie Xingjun's hands trembled as he felt that if he were to issue this order, he might become a sinner in history if he wasn't careful. But he had no way to resist.
"No, not yet. We've sent messages to not only Elder Zhang, but also to other former leaders, but haven't received a single response."
Upon hearing this, Nie Xingjun felt a chill run through his body.
Before going to the New World, although the older generation had already handed over power, for the sake of security, electricity resources were still used to establish communication lines for them. For some reason, in the New World, once a communication line is activated, the power consumption is extremely high. Just a few minutes of communication can halve the power supply of an entire city. Normally, it would never be used unless there was an extremely urgent matter. However, each line was tested and confirmed to be absolutely connectable, but now none of them can be contacted!
To prevent manipulation by others, these dedicated lines for top leaders, while using national resources for electricity, are entirely staffed by researchers trained by their own people. Each line is unique, with top-secret procedures. What does it mean to think that someone could tamper with these communication lines?
Could it be that all the families have been infiltrated by this hidden force?
Or, to put it more desperately, this group possesses such power that they can completely disregard public and private matters; everyone's data is transparent to them.
The more he thought about it, the more terrified Nie Xingjun became. His face even contorted in horror. "Can't we contact a single one? Who else can we contact?"
"Um, there's one more." The person below had a strange expression and his voice was somewhat hesitant.
"Who?" Nie Xingjun asked hurriedly.
" Number Two."
" Number Two?" Nie Xingjun was taken aback, but instantly remembered who it was.
After the Number One King of Qin went missing, the Federation later activated a second liaison officer, chosen by Elder Zhang Zhengyuan Elder Zhang. Using his authority, he overruled objections and secretly placed someone in the game. To conceal this from foreign intelligence agents, the secrecy surrounding the Number Two's entry into the game to gather intelligence was extremely high. Only Zhang Zhengyuan himself and a few technicians knew about it, and even Elder Hou of the Federation only found out later.
Jiang Xiaoling, Number Two!
Jiangnan
This period could be described as the most pleasant time for Jiang Xiaoling. Because the people above had signed a contract with Chen Qing, he, as the original liaison, had basically lost his original role. Since the entrance opened, he had not received any missions.
The key point is that he also enjoys treatment that even scions of prominent families could not imagine, retains his memories of his previous life, and lives in such a prosperous place as Jiangnan.
He felt very content and could now fully immerse himself in his new identity: a five-year-old child, loving parents, and a mischievous younger sister. As a member of the lower class in the Data City, he had only ever seen such a life in some movies and TV shows.
He had always been afraid to open his heart, fearing that all the beauty before him would one day vanish in an instant, but now, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
There may still be dangers in the future, but at least he no longer has any pressure or burdens. He can just continue to enjoy this rare life.
" Xiaoling," a middle-aged woman's gentle voice rang out, "It's late, don't ruin your eyes, go to sleep."
"No, Mother," Jiang Xiaoling said with a smile, "In three months, I'll be taking the preparatory school entrance exam. I can't waste the opportunity that Father worked so hard to earn."
Hearing this, the middle-aged woman's eyes reddened. Sometimes, it's heartbreaking to see a child so sensible. While other children are running around in the fields covered in mud, this child is always engrossed in his studies, living a life of maturity beyond his years.
It was also a happy ending for their family after suffering. When they were fleeing from the war in the Southeast Commandery, they were about to die at the border of Jiangnan, but they were rescued at the last moment. In addition, the old man seemed to have some kind of talent as a farmer and was assigned to the mountains. The family even moved into the most enviable twin high-rise building in Liuzhou.
This magnificent house, with even the floor paved with gleaming ceramic tiles, was a life she had never dreamed of before.
The key is that the child is sensible; he knows how to strive for success at such a young age.
Liuzhou Academy offers many preferential policies for local residents, one of which is related to children's education. As long as children have talent, they can enroll in Qicheng Setting Out Elementary School under the Yin-Yang Academy as young as six years old. The school is full of top-notch numerologists. It is said that once you enter the school, it is as if you have already stepped into the gate of the Yin-Yang Academy.
Yin Yang Academy is currently the most sought-after place among Jiangnan literati. The sorcerers who emerge from there not only possess magical skills but also astonishing knowledge, making them highly sought-after everywhere. If one's son could get in, it would be a glorious achievement that brings honor to the family, even more enviable than becoming the top scholar in the imperial examination!
At the time, the old man was thinking about how to guide the child to learn that, hoping that the child could keep up with the pace and enter elementary school before the age of ten. Unexpectedly, the child was sensible. From the first day he got the book, he worked day and night, even more hard than many scholars taking the imperial examination. He was so sensible that it was heartbreaking.
"Son, since that's the case, let's be a little more frugal this month and get a new set of luminous lights for your room. I saw those next door; they're incredibly bright, even at night, they make the room as bright as day."
"Mother, no need." Jiang Xiaoling shook her head and smiled, "With that money, we can buy some nourishing food for our little sister. She has a huge appetite now, and she might even have a talent for martial arts. Who knows, we might even produce a military family member."
"What kind of army is this for a girl like you? Stop talking nonsense!" The middle-aged woman glared at her son.
Jiang Xiaoling glanced at the little girl who was secretly eavesdropping by the door, then shrugged, her expression clearly saying, "See, I've done my best."
The little girl outside the door immediately puffed out her cheeks and stormed out.
Jiang Xiaoling smiled immediately. He didn't actually want his younger sister to join the army either. The times ahead were turbulent, and joining the army was too dangerous.
Just as I was about to say a few words to my mother, suddenly, a voice I hadn't heard in a long time appeared in my mind.
"Is Number Two here? Is Number Two here?"
Jiang Xiaoling's smile froze almost instantly.
He knew almost without a doubt that trouble was brewing!