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

There are 72 hours left until the "door" opens.

The entire city of Tokyo has been completely transformed into a heavily fortified military stronghold.

Armored vehicles from the five nations patrolled the empty streets, the tracks of tanks screeching as they rolled over fallen leaves in front of luxury stores in Ginza.

The airspace above the city has been designated as an absolute no-fly zone.

Drones from all media outlets around the world, like vultures circling outside the restricted area, broadcast every move of this ghost town 24 hours a day.

At the eye of the storm, there was an unusual calm.

……

Shanghai International Airport.

A VIP passage reserved for dignitaries was temporarily cleared.

Caster Frynn, dressed in modern, practical clothing and wearing a wide-brimmed hat that covered most of her face, walked briskly toward the tarmac, escorted by several Ninth Bureau agents in black suits.

Her three water elemental servants had all transformed into harmless forms.

Lord Uther transformed into an octopus-shaped plush keychain, which hung on the handle of her suitcase.

Mrs. Hevima and Miss Shebeleda transformed into two small, adorable seahorse and crab brooches, pinned to her collar, swaying slightly with her every step.

A special plane bearing the bright Chinese national emblem had been waiting for some time.

Funina climbed the gangway, glanced back at the city she had explored for so long at the door, and then walked into the cabin without looking back.

……

At the same time.

Tokyo, British-controlled area, Yokota Air Base.

A Boeing 777 passenger plane belonging to John Bull Royal Airways, led by a guide vehicle, slowly taxied to its designated parking position.

The hatch opened.

Rider Isaac Newton disembarked from the plane alone.

He was still wearing the 17th-century scholar's robe embroidered with alchemical symbols, and leaning on the cane inlaid with a triangular mirror.

No luggage was carried.

Or rather, for him, he himself is the greatest source of knowledge and power.

The commander of the John Bull garrison, a man with the rank of brigadier general, strode forward, about to begin his report.

"Your Excellency, I am..."

"Shut up."

Newton didn't even glance at him, and walked right past him.

"I'm not interested in your soldiers' games. Don't bother my calculations with your muscle-filled brains."

The brigadier stood frozen in place, his prepared speech stuck in his throat.

He could only watch helplessly as this man, who represented the pinnacle of science, walked into the makeshift laboratory prepared for him as if inspecting his own garden.

……

Bucharest, Romania.

An unmarked Il-76 military transport plane roared into the sky under the cover of night.

Inside the cabin, Vlad III Lancer sat with his eyes closed.

His master, Radu Petrescu, was meticulously polishing a military dagger, the scars on his face appearing particularly gruesome in the dim light.

The two of them didn't say a word.

But the heavy, palpable killing intent inside the cabin almost froze the air.

……

Vatican.

In the prayer room, Joan of Arc bid farewell to the Pope.

She turned and walked toward Arjuna Berserker, who was still unconscious and bound by golden chains.

The golden chains hummed and slowly tightened, the other end automatically wrapping around Joan of Arc's fair arm.

"Lord, be a witness to the end of this war."

With the girl's soft prayer, in the next moment, she and the bound Berserker transformed into countless golden specks of light and vanished into thin air.

……

Provisional Command Post of the People's Republic of China in Tokyo and Yokohama.

In a quiet room, the aroma of tea wafts through the air.

Saber Li Bai and his charioteer Zhang Ruoxu are sitting on opposite sides of a chessboard.

On the chessboard, the black and white pieces have been locked in a fierce battle to the middle game, with the situation becoming increasingly complex and difficult to resolve.

Li Bai held a white chess piece, which hovered in mid-air, and hesitated to place it.

He sensed several powerful and distinct auras arriving one after another.

Zhang Ruoxu picked up the teacup and took a small sip.

"The wind is rising."

Li Bai smiled, and with a snap, the white piece in his hand landed neatly on the center point of the chessboard.

"When the wind blows, let's drink a big cup of wine."

……

America, Yokosuka Naval Base.

On the deck of the aircraft carrier USS Ronner Regan, the sea breeze howled.

Franklin Delano Roosevelt, sitting in his wheelchair, gazed toward Tokyo.

His master, Captain Evan Cross, stood straight behind him like a javelin.

……

The top of a skyscraper in Shinjuku Ward.

The figure, who had been sitting cross-legged in meditation, slowly opened his eyes.

Dark red armor, a flaming fan, and a pair of scarlet Sharingan eyes that slowly rotated with three tomoe.

Assassin, Uchiha Madara.

He sensed that powerful auras, strong enough to tear the earth apart, were appearing one after another in the city.

Madara Uchiha's lips curled into a long-awaited smile.

He slowly stood up, opened his arms, as if to embrace the whole world.

The sound wasn't loud, but it resonated across the empty rooftop.

"finally……"

"Everyone's here."

……

There are 36 hours left until the "door" opens.

While the secular armies and the extraordinary Servants focused all their attention on Tokyo, another war had already reached its climax in the unseen world of the internet.

A website called "New World Pioneers Forum" was quietly established on the dark web.

A black background, vibrant green code, and a completely anonymous speaking mechanism.

This place has become a playground for ambitious people, madmen, scientists, and insane individuals from all over the world.

Within three hours of its launch, the website had already surpassed one million registered members, and the number is still growing exponentially.

The pinned post on the homepage is a "Basic Guide to Survival and Development in the Mirror World V1.0" published by an anonymous person.

[Popular Sectors]

[Geological Exploration and Resource Development]:

A user with the ID "MIT_Geology PhD" published a paper that is over 10,000 words long.

By modeling the geological data of the main world Earth, the precise coordinates of dozens of super-large rare metal veins, oil fields, and diamond mines in the "Mirror World" were accurately predicted.

Below the post, countless IDs claiming to represent certain financial groups or national interests are frantically bidding, trying to buy out this coordinate data.

The price has soared from one million dollars to nine figures.

[Application and Weaponization of Physical Laws]:

The discussions in this section were even more intense.

"Since the 'mirror world' has no life, it also means there are no microorganisms. So, what does an absolutely sterile environment mean for biological experiments?"

"Without atmospheric drag and without the Coriolis force, if we built an orbital cannon on the equator, what level of range and power would it have? Could it shoot the moon down with a single shot?"

"I have an idea: could we build a 'natural' supercomputer by utilizing the subtle differences in the flow of time between the two worlds?"

These crazy ideas, which are considered fantastical in the real world, are being analyzed for feasibility by a group of top scientists and engineers with an extremely rigorous attitude.

Colonial Construction and Social Structure:

The discussion here is filled with political and political maneuvering.

"Regarding the naming rights for the first colonial city, I suggest a public auction."

"We must establish a completely new set of laws in the New World, a set of laws that truly serve the pioneers! The morals and rules of the old world are not applicable to the New World!"

"Beware! According to my intelligence, the five permanent members of the UN Security Council have begun secretly recruiting their first batch of 'pioneers,' with the quota strictly limited to the military, research institutions, and large state-owned enterprises! We civilians must unite and fight for our own tickets!"

Countless pieces of true and false information, and all sorts of strategies, converge and ferment here.

Intelligence agents from various countries have already swarmed into this murky water like sharks, frantically gathering valuable intelligence while simultaneously releasing all sorts of false "strategies" in an attempt to mislead potential competitors.

Greed, ambition, wisdom, lies...

Humanity's most primal desire for exploration was completely ignited by the allure of a huge pie—"a brand new Earth without an owner."