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

In the early morning in Rome, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the French windows, casting long, thin patches of light on the carpet. The system's deep notification tone echoed in Jiang Ming's mind as expected.

The holographic panel of the Destiny Choice System slowly unfolded in front of him, and a stream of dark blue data poured down like a waterfall.

Jiang Ming leaned back on the sofa and brought a freshly brewed cup of black coffee to his lips.

"Boss."

Mirror 2, which had been standing in the shadows, took a half step forward, with an invisible torrent of data weaving and shimmering around him.

"The first wave of large-scale sentiment gains has been settled, and the two conceptual weapons in Congo and Dhaka have triggered the expected global turmoil."

Jiang Ming looked over the coffee cup and landed on the two bolded numbers at the very top of the holographic screen.

[The video of the unusual events at the Kolwezi mine in Congo has gone viral, garnering 3.2 million in sentiment points on its first day.]

[Aerial footage of Dakah's Bogra region resonates globally, generating 4.7 million in sentiment points on its first day.]

He blew away the steam from the surface of the coffee and took a sip of the bitter, black liquid.

"320 million and 470 million."

Jiang Ming read the two numbers aloud, the smile on his lips widening slightly.

What are the reactions of mining executives in Congo right now?

Mirror 2 raised its right hand and made a light swipe in the air, bringing up several heavily encrypted internal emails from multinational corporations.

"Glencore's team of experts has arrived in Kolwezi. They have sealed off the entire No. 2 mine and are scanning the ore and air inch by inch with state-of-the-art electron microscopes and spectrometers."

Number Two's voice remained as monotone as the most efficient machine.

"They also invited several leading figures in the field of physics to try to explain why those diesel generators do not emit exhaust fumes using the laws of thermodynamics."

Jiang Ming chuckled softly and placed the coffee cup on the marble coffee table.

"The fear provided by those transnational capitalists is always the best nourishment."

He pointed his finger at the Congo data bar in the air.

"The working class wielded pickaxes in a frenzy, feeling that the gods had bestowed upon them power, while the capitalists, watching the energy conversion efficiency defy common sense, felt that their worldview, along with their financial empire, was under threat."

Mirror 2 enlarged the data panel in Dhaka and pushed it in front of Jiang Ming.

"In comparison, aerial videos from Dhaka have a nearly 50 percent higher emotional conversion rate and spread much faster."

Jiang Ming looked at the blue crystal plate embedded in the murky floodwaters on the screen, a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

"That makes sense."

He leaned back and placed his hands on his knees, crossed over his knees.

"The Congolese miracle is shrouded in capitalist exploitation and the remoteness of the African continent, making it difficult for ordinary people to truly understand its pain."

Jiang Ming looked at the Bangladeshi children running on the clear water in the picture.

"The situation in Dhaka is completely different. The flood that swallowed homes is a shared memory of disaster for all mankind. That solidified transparent deck touched on humanity's most primal desire for a miracle of survival."

Mirror2 displays a cloud of trending search terms on global social media.

"Currently, seven of the top ten trending topics on Twitter and other major platforms are related to the Dhaka Unsinkable City. The Bangladeshi government's attempt to use the army to suppress the news has only fueled the fire."

Jiang Ming nodded, his fingertips slowly tracing the texture of the trousers.

"The more they try to cover it up, the stronger the public's curiosity and worship of supernatural powers become. This emotional value of 790 million is just the beginning."

He withdrew his gaze and mentally issued new instructions to the system.

"Open the artifact crafting workbench."

The enormous holographic panel instantly switched, and a virtual control panel emitting a faint glow appeared in the air, awaiting the creator's next shaping step.

"The first two pieces of equipment were just a warm-up; they were two nails we hammered into the wall of the old order."

Jiang Ming stared at the blank blueprint area on the control panel, his pupils reflecting a deep blue light.

"Number Two, cut out the heat map of the global humanitarian crisis."

A huge three-dimensional Earth projection immediately unfolded in the center of the holographic screen, covered with red patches of varying shades.

"Boss, which area are you planning to enter this time?"

While asking questions, Mirror 2 zoomed in on several of the darkest areas.

"We have demonstrated the ultimate in energy transformation and the miracle of matter structure."

Jiang Ming's gaze lingered on the deep red patches, like a deity choosing an experimental site.

"Next, I'm going to delve into the fundamental logic of life cycles and agriculture."

He pointed to several war-torn areas in the Middle East and Eastern Europe on the map.

"Filter out these firefight zones. Human-made craters don't deserve any blessing. What I'm looking for are those desperate places completely abandoned by the natural environment."

As the three-dimensional Earth rotates rapidly, the red patches decrease, eventually leaving a large, deep red highlight area in eastern Africa.

"Target the outskirts of Juba, South Sudan."

Mirror 2 quickly retrieved all real-time monitoring and historical statistical data for the region.

"Target area has been locked, and relevant data is being imported."

A series of shocking numbers and photos unfolded before Jiang Ming.

"The region has suffered from devastating drought and insect infestations for four consecutive years, with zero food production and 80 percent of international aid routes cut off by armed conflict."

Number Two pulls up an aerial photo showing endless rows of dilapidated tents and parched, cracked yellow earth.

"The refugee camps on the outskirts of Juba are currently housing 70,000 displaced refugees."

Number Two enlarged several top-secret reports from the medical station.

"More than 20,000 of these children are suffering from severe malnutrition and are at risk of mass death at any time."

As Jiang Ming looked at the photos of the children who were so thin they were just skin and bones, with frighteningly large eyes, the air in the room became somewhat oppressive.

"Local rebels set up eleven checkpoints on the three main roads leading to Juba, and the UN Food and Agriculture Organization's transport convoy was detained for two whole weeks."

Number Two continued to add the breathtaking background data.

"Warlords used starvation to control refugees."

Jiang Ming placed the empty coffee cup on the marble coffee table, making a crisp clinking sound, and turned to walk towards the holographic projection in the center of the room.

"This is an ancient and brutal method of rule."

He stood before the projection of the cracked earth, his gaze sweeping coldly over the coordinates of the checkpoints.

"What we need to do is uproot this kind of rule."

Jiang Ming returned to the virtual control panel, his hands hovering above the virtual keyboard.

"Seventy thousand people waiting to die on a barren piece of land—that is the ultimate despair."

He typed a few characters imbued with divine radiance into the blueprint's name input box.

The Seeds of Eden

"When their hunger for food and survival reaches its peak, any glimmer of green hope will be regarded as the highest faith."

The system immediately displayed a confirmation screen, requesting the creator to set activation conditions and operating rules.

"I want to design an extreme weapon that can directly rewrite the rules of plant growth."

Jiang Ming looked at the parameter setting interface of the blueprint and began to verbally explain the core concepts.

"It doesn't need water, fertilizer, or even sunlight. As long as it comes into contact with soil, it can produce edible fruit at a speed that defies the common sense of biology."

Number Two quickly recorded the data and simultaneously performed data analysis.

"Boss, completely ignoring the law of conservation of energy to grow plants, the initial emotional investment required for this weapon will be enormous."

Jiang Ming looked at the 790 million emotion points that had just been deposited into his account and spoke in a light tone.

"What we have no shortage of right now is emotional energy. Let's set the range to a radius of five kilometers and let this land grow enough food to feed 70,000 people for a year in one day."

He extended his fingertip and outlined the shape of the seed on the screen.

"It can't look like a high-tech product; it must be a real, ancient plant seed with a rough texture and an earthy smell."

As the model gradually took shape, Number Two raised a tactical question.

"What if the refugees get the seeds but the warlords steal them? Those armed soldiers will never let go of any opportunity to control the food supply."

Jiang Ming chuckled and entered new restrictions in the conditions column.

"Then let's add the exclusivity of the concept binding."

He typed on the virtual keyboard, hardcoding the rules into the underlying logic.

"The activation conditions must be stringent. It can only be triggered by someone who is truly on the verge of starvation and has not eaten any solid food for more than three consecutive days burying it in the ground by hand."

Jiang Ming looked at the seed model on the screen that was emitting a faint green light.

"If it were held by warlords whose stomachs still contain remnants of meat, it would just be an ordinary stone, and no matter what method they used, they would not be able to sprout even half a leaf."

He turned his head and looked at Mirror Number Two in the corner.

"I want to make the most desperate people at the bottom the only key to unlocking miracles."

Mirror 2 took a half step back, its figure gradually blending into the deeper shadows in the corner of the room.

"Boss, the forging of the conceptual weapon is about to begin. The massive energy fluctuations may alert the extraordinary monitoring equipment in Rome."

Number Two's eyes glowed with faint data light, and an invisible force field rapidly spread out from him, tightly enveloping the entire luxury suite.

"The cognitive shielding stance has been fully activated, and the isolation at the information and physical levels has been completed."