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

The two walked one after the other down the stairwell.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the enclosed concrete space, sounding exceptionally clear.

Human suffering is rooted in reality itself.

Madara Uchiha's voice rang out again, carrying a detached, factual tone.

"Desire, strife, aging, death... these things can never be eradicated as long as they exist. So-called peace is nothing more than a brief respite between two wars."

"Only in a dream where there is absolutely no pain can one attain absolute and eternal happiness."

Jiang Mingjing No. 1 didn't turn around or reply; he just kept walking on his own.

They walked out of the building's side door and returned to the streets of Akihabara.

The afternoon sun was a bit dazzling, but there was a sense of oppression in the air.

In the distance, beside a checkpoint set up by Russian soldiers, a 14.5mm KPVT heavy machine gun atop a BTR-80 armored vehicle, its dark muzzle pointing directly at the street, silently proclaims sovereignty over the area.

Most of the hurried pedestrians had their heads down, their faces showing a numbness born from the dual pressures of life and the current situation.

Madara Uchiha stretched out his gloved hand and pointed at everything in front of him.

"Look, oppression, poverty, disease, and those invisible forms of envy and hatred—these are the 'evils' I plan to purify."

"In my world, all of this will cease to exist. Everyone can have the life they desire most, meet the people they want to see most, and fulfill their most desired wishes."

Jiang Mingjing Mirror No. 1 stopped.

He didn't look at the numb pedestrians, nor at the cold armored vehicles.

He looked up and pointed to the huge electronic screen on the exterior wall of a commercial building across the street, which was at least a dozen stories high.

On the screen, a promotional animation for one of the most popular anime-style mobile games is playing, and it is extremely well-made.

The game features stunning particle effects, depicting a handsome young man and a beautiful young woman fighting side by side for a grand goal in a fantasy world, accompanied by rousing and passionate background music.

"Did you see that?"

Jiang Ming Mirror No. 1 finally spoke.

"No need for that much trouble, humans have already invented a weakened version of 'Infinite Tsukuyomi'."

Madara Uchiha's gaze followed the direction he was pointing and turned to the huge screen.

He saw the dazzling battle effects, the handsome men and beautiful women that only existed in his imagination, and at the bottom of the screen, he saw several young people watching with obvious longing and fascination on their faces.

He fell into a brief silence.

"This is called 'Tittytainment'."

Jiang Ming Mirror No. 1 began to popularize a modern sociological concept to this ancient person from the Warring States period.

"By providing a large number of cheap and readily available entertainment products, such as games, short videos, and idol culture, we fill the leisure time of most ordinary people."

"These entertainment products can create virtual satisfaction, a sense of accomplishment, and even a sense of belonging at extremely low cost, thereby dissolving the rebellious will that people may have due to dissatisfaction with the real world."

"Your method is too inefficient and too costly. It requires not only a moon but also a pair of special eyes."

"For humanity itself, technology and business have already achieved 70% of the effect you planned."

After hearing this explanation, Madara Uchiha let out a very soft, cold snort.

"Drinking poison to quench thirst."

"What I want to give is a perfect, painless, eternal dream, while what you're talking about is merely a low-level, temporary numbness. After they wake up, they will still have to face this reality full of suffering."

His gaze swept over the passersby around him, who were all engrossed in their phone screens.

Three tomoe slowly rotated in his scarlet eyes.

"Moreover, this kind of inferior illusion only makes humans weaker and more foolish."

"Even the qualification to become the nourishment for my 'Eye of the Moon' project is gradually being lost."

Yu Quboban's contempt for "Tittytainment" did not surprise Jiang Mingjing No. 1 in the slightest.

He continued walking down the street, with Madara Uchiha following beside him, the two walking side by side.

"Your so-called perfect world is, in essence, just a bigger and more sophisticated scam."

Jiang Mingjing No. 1 calmly presented his second point.

This time, he didn't point at anything, but began to tell a story.

"There was a man who, from birth, lived in a giant film studio. His life was a meticulously choreographed reality show broadcast live to the world."

Madara Uchiha did not interrupt him, but listened quietly.

"In that world, there are no real accidents, no real disasters. All his 'relatives' and 'friends' are actually actors. The sky above him is a huge curtain, and the sun in the sky is a searchlight for illumination."

"Everything was designed to make him feel 'happy' and 'safe'."

Jiang Mingjing turned his head and looked at Uchiha Madara beside him.

"What's the fundamental difference between your 'Infinite Tsukuyomi' and this pre-designed world?"

"The only difference might be that in your world, there isn't even an audience."

For the first time, Madara Uchiha's steps faltered noticeably.

He did not immediately refute.

The concept of "The Truman Show," this story of a completely manipulated "happy life," precisely hit a blind spot in his grand plan that he had never thought deeply about.

Just then, a commotion broke out at the intersection in front of them.

Around a hundred young people who looked like students were protesting in front of a checkpoint set up by Russia, holding signs that read "Oppose military occupation, give us back our sovereignty!" and "Tokyo is not a colony!"

Reporters from several media outlets were already waiting at the scene, and cameras faithfully recorded the "righteous indignation" on the students' faces from various angles.

The Russian soldiers behind the checkpoint simply formed a thick shield wall, facing them expressionlessly, neither driving them away nor engaging in dialogue.

Jiang Mingjing Mirror Number One pointed to the seemingly impressive demonstration and said to Uchiha Madara.

"Look, another reality show."

"The protests were real, but the timing, location, scale, and even the media positions were all tacitly approved. It was an allowed anger, a protest that could be watched."

Madara Uchiha's Sharingan easily saw through the truth beneath the surface.

He could clearly sense that, on the periphery of the passionate protesters, several men in plainclothes, with calm demeanor, were quietly controlling the situation, ensuring that this performance of "anger" did not exceed the scope of the script.

"Humanity does not need you to create a false world."

Jiang Ming Mirror No. 1 made its final summary.

"They themselves are already very good at performing fake lives in the real world."

Madara Uchiha remained silent for a long time.

He looked at the passionate students shouting slogans, and then at the screen on the building in the distance, where a girl idol group was playing songs and dances.

Finally, his gaze returned to Jiang Ming's Mirror Image No. 1.

"You seem to have a good understanding of the worst aspects of human nature."

He said.

At that very moment, the tranquility of this neighborhood was completely shattered.

The piercing alarms echoed through the streets from all directions.

In the sky, media helicopters and reconnaissance equipment from various countries had already transmitted the images of the Chinese Raven God confronting Assassin Uchiha Madara in the street to their respective command centers in real time.

After a brief moment of hesitation, the Russian commander in charge of the Shinjuku and Akihabara area decisively issued the arrest order.

In his view, this was an excellent opportunity to demonstrate the military strength of the five-nation joint force to the world and to capture two high-threat targets in one fell swoop.

Within three minutes, several BTR-80 wheeled armored vehicles, emitting a heavy roar, sped from both ends of the street.

They launched a standard pincer attack, completely cutting off all escape routes for Jiang Ming's Mirror Image No. 1 and Uchiha Madara.

The heavy machine gun and high-pressure water cannon on the roof of the vehicle spun in unison, accurately locking onto the two people in the middle of the street.

A tall, burly Russian officer leaned halfway out from the roof of one of the armored vehicles, raised a megaphone, and delivered a final warning in broken Japanese and English.

"You are surrounded! Lay down all resistance immediately! I repeat, surrender immediately and submit to control!"