Fate's Choice: Livestream at the Start Summoning Billions of Ravens

Kyoto, China, the Ninth Bureau's exclusive highest-level physics laboratory.

Jiang Ming, wearing a white lab coat, was looking down at a gold coin in his hand.

Mora.

Beside him, several elderly professors with gray hair were excitedly discussing a set of newly released data, their words filled with terms that ordinary people couldn't understand, such as "high-dimensional projection," "conceptual anchor," and "non-standard model particles."

Since Sir Nicholas Bull's speech at Cambridge, these scholars, who once stood at the pinnacle of human wisdom, have fallen into a strange state of confusion and frenzy.

"Advisor Jiang, our preliminary hypothesis is that the decay period of the unknown element contained within this Mora may contradict the law of entropy increase in our universe! This... this is simply..."

An elderly professor, his face flushed with excitement, waved his report, seemingly trying to express something, but unable to find the right words because it was so revolutionary.

Mirror One simply listened with a smile, nodding occasionally and offering some ambiguous opinions.

He certainly knew the true nature of these things.

A derivative of mood value.

Is the end of science theology?

No, for the original being, science and theology are merely tools he uses to harvest emotional value.

Just then, a field officer from the Ninth Bureau, dressed in a black uniform, quickly walked to the explosion-proof glass and saluted Jiang Ming No. 1 inside.

"Advisor Jiang, Director Chen requests your presence in the command center."

The surrounding professors immediately fell silent. They knew very well that such a scene meant that a major event had occurred that they could not be informed of.

Mirror One took off his white coat, handed it to his assistant, and smiled apologetically at the professors.

"Professors, please continue with your work. I'll be right back."

He passed through a series of passages requiring both iris and fingerprint verification, and arrived at the heart of the Ninth Inning.

......

Command Center.

The huge circular screen did not display any military data or satellite images, but instead showed a dense array of global online public opinion analysis.

Posts and comments in various languages ​​are refreshing like a waterfall.

The most eye-catching one is a list highlighted in red at the top – “Global Servant Combat Power Ranking (Unofficial Ranking)”.

And below the list, there's a highly-rated comment from the Korean Naver forum, translated into Chinese.

"Ms. Caster Furyna's style is a perfect match for our K-pop culture. I suggest inviting her to tour Seoul; she'll definitely love it here!"

Chen Jianguo stood before this waterfall of data, his hands behind his back, his face ashen.

"Look, these are the hottest topics around the world in the past 24 hours."

Mirror One's gaze swept across the screen, lingering for a moment on the comment from the South Korean netizen, and the corner of its mouth twitched involuntarily.

steal?

They even want to steal Servants?

That really fits their usual persona.

"Just a clown, Director Chen, don't worry about him," Mirror One said calmly.

"I don't care about them." Chen Jianguo turned around, his deep gaze fixed on Mirror One's face. "What I care about is this list, and the human heart it represents."

He picked up a tablet computer from the table and handed it over.

On the screen is a detailed summary of information about Caster Frynn.

From her first appearance at Global Harbor, to her stunning performance at the Comic Con, and then to the Q&A session about "Fontainebleau Cream".

Every smile, every word, and every action of hers was recorded.

"We conducted a comprehensive assessment of her." Chen Jianguo's voice was deep. "She has a simple personality, no malice towards human society, and you could even say... somewhat naive. Her wish is to correct the tragedy of her world; it is pure and selfless."

"But the most important point is that she is currently in a state of 'unclaimed' status."

Mirror One remained silent; he knew the main point was about to be made.

Sure enough, Chen Jianguo took a deep breath and spoke in an unprecedentedly serious tone.

"Comrade Jiang Ming, we hope you can give it a try in the Ninth Bureau and higher levels."

"I'm trying... to become Caster Frynn's Master."

The air seemed to freeze.

Countless thoughts flashed through Mirror One's mind in an instant.

He knew, of course, that all of this was part of the original script, and that the so-called Holy Grail War was nothing more than a meticulously planned global spectacle.

To fight for the Holy Grail? To fulfill one's wishes?

He was just a mirror image created from scratch; what desires could he possibly have? His greatest wish was to play the role of "Jiang Ming" well and not cause any trouble for the original body's plans.

If one didn't know the inside story, it would be a lie to say that one wouldn't be moved by a Servant as beautiful, powerful, and pure as Frynn.

but now……

He had to respond according to the persona of "Jiang Ming".

An "ordinary" superhuman who is wary of supernatural powers and only wants to live a peaceful life as an advisor.

"Forget it, Director Chen," Mirror One gave a wry smile and shrugged. "I have no interest in being a Master."

This reason is quite valid and is consistent with his consistently somewhat slovenly personality.

Chen Jianguo seemed to have anticipated that he would say that.

He didn't argue, but instead stepped forward and patted Mirror One on the shoulder.

"I understand your concerns, but look at what the world has become."

He pointed to the screen, showing Captain Evan Cross displaying the Command Seals during a White House press conference.

"The Americans have already bound their 'Guardians of the Nation' to the state apparatus. As for John Newton, although he hasn't chosen a Master yet, the entire European academic community is going crazy for him. It's only a matter of time before he finds an 'assistant' who can communicate with him."

"Our nation has the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal, which is excellent, but facing an increasingly complex situation, one card is not enough!"

"We have assessed Fryna's power. What she showed at the comic convention was just the tip of the iceberg. Her singing voice, which resonated with the entire internet, is an unparalleled power in itself. Not to mention, she also represents a real otherworld called 'Teyvat'."

Chen Jianguo's words carried undeniable weight.

"We cannot let her fall into the hands of people with ulterior motives, nor can we let her become a bargaining chip for other countries to exert pressure on us. Letting her stay in China and be guided by the people we trust most is the best solution."

"And you, Jiang Ming, are the person we trust the most, and the only suitable candidate."

Mirror One remained silent.

He knew that every word Chen Jianguo said stood on the highest point of national interest and was irrefutable.

But he still has to "struggle" a bit.

"Director Chen, this isn't a matter of trust. The contract between a Master and a Servant is about 'fate,' not something I can just decide to do and they'll choose me. What if they don't have feelings for me?"

"That's why we say 'try.'" Chen Jianguo looked at him intently. "We won't force you, and we certainly won't force her, but we must fight for this opportunity."

Chen Jianguo stared at Jiang Ming, his voice suddenly softening.

"Jiang Ming, let's put aside those matters of national righteousness."

"And what about you?"

"Don't you have any wishes you want to fulfill?"

"Make yourself stronger, ensure the safety of those you care about, and even... shape the world into the way you want it to be."

"The Holy Grail can do all of this."

"Go and try, even if not for yourself, but for this land beneath our feet, for these billions of people."

"Give us another layer of insurance."

The command center was eerily quiet.

Everyone held their breath and stared at Jiang Ming No. 1.

A subtle, almost imperceptible shift appeared in Mirror One's eyes, a perfectly timed "wavering" that Chen Jianguo keenly caught.

From a public perspective, it is a matter of national righteousness and the future of the nation.

In a private sense, it refers to personal desires and deep-seated yearnings.

No human being with flesh and blood could resist such persuasion.

He knew that his words had an effect.

After a long silence, Jiang Ming, the Mirror One, let out a long sigh, as if he had made a difficult decision.

"All right."

Jiang Ming rubbed his temples, a hint of helplessness on his face.

"I'll give it a try."

"However, let me make this clear first: I can't guarantee whether it will work out or not. After all, it depends on Miss Funina's wishes. You can't force a relationship."

A slight smile finally appeared on Chen Jianguo's serious face.

"Just do your best."