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

The golden particles completely dissipated into the air.

On Wall Street, in front of the New York Stock Exchange, only the cold bronze bull sculpture remains, along with an eerie silence.

The traders stood frozen in place.

The police officers maintained their gun-raising positions.

All eyes were fixed on the empty space at the top of the bronze bull sculpture.

next second.

Inside the NYSE, the core trading server known as the "engine" suddenly erupted with a blinding burst of electrical sparks.

A pungent smell of burning plastic instantly filled the air.

Its physical components, including the chips and motherboard, were completely burned by an incomprehensible force in that instant, turning into a pile of irreparable carbonized waste.

The heart of the global financial system has stopped beating.

London Stock Exchange.

"Warning! Data link with NYSE interrupted!"

"We've lost our source of quotes!"

Frankfurt.

"All US stock indices are at zero! Repeat, all indices are at zero!"

Tokyo.

"Circuit breaker triggered! The entire system has been tripped!"

Without its core engine, the chain reaction spread across the globe in milliseconds.

Panic, pure panic, exploded on a battlefield without gunfire.

Trillions of dollars in market value evaporated in just a few minutes amid a chaotic sell-off and systemic collapse.

JPMorgan Chase headquarters.

The head of the public relations department stared blankly at the newly printed draft of the emergency announcement.

"Confirmation...confirmation that our company stock, JPM, has been forcibly wiped to zero from all trading systems worldwide."

"All the digital assets we entrusted to us... have vanished into thin air."

A board member's voice trembled uncontrollably.

"How is this possible? What kind of attack is this? A quantum computer? Aliens?"

No one can answer.

Ultimately, an announcement defining the incident as a "devastating digital attack using unknown technology" was sent to the terminals of all mainstream media outlets worldwide.

at the same time.

In stark contrast to the chilling panic on Wall Street.

On the other side of New York City, Brooklyn, Queens, Harlem, the Bronx...

In those corners forgotten by the hustle and bustle, a tsunami of cheers is erupting.

"It's true! My God, it's true! Twenty-five thousand US dollars!"

A single mother in her dilapidated apartment wept tears of joy while looking at her phone screen.

"I'm not dreaming! I'm not dreaming!"

A homeless man who had just been worrying about his next meal knelt down and burst into tears when he saw the notification on his phone that $8,800 had been deposited into his account.

At first, there were only sporadic, incredulous screams.

Soon, when people discovered that almost all the poor people around them had received this windfall, their doubts turned into ecstasy.

A young man was the first to rush out of the apartment. He stood on the street, holding up his phone and showing everyone the bank messages on the screen.

"Roosevelt! It's Roosevelt!"

This name ignited the fuse.

More and more people are pouring out of apartments, shelters, and cheap rental housing.

They took to the streets and gathered together.

They waved their phones, displaying the incoming payment information; the light from the screens shone like a new galaxy.

They chanted the name of the one who had saved America from the Great Depression.

"Roosevelt!"

"Roosevelt!"

"Roosevelt!"

The cheers surged like a torrent, engulfing the entire slum.

The footage of this offline celebration was captured by countless mobile phones and uploaded to the Internet at the speed of light.

Social media exploded.

A hashtag called "#FDR_is_Back" quickly rose to the top of the trending topics list on all social media platforms worldwide within just ten minutes.

Beneath the surface of the topic are the most authentic videos of revelry from the working class of New York.

Then, the second topic emerged in an even more aggressive manner.

"#MakeAmericaGreatAgainAgain"

This satirical and subversive topic has precisely struck a nerve with countless people.

Countless memes and campaign posters were created in a frenzy.

In one image, a black-and-white photograph of a young Roosevelt has been photoshopped into a color modern campaign poster, with the bold headline below: "He's back to finish what he started!"

In another GIF, Roosevelt, sitting in a wheelchair, is seen giving the middle finger towards Wall Street, with the caption: "Your emperor is back to collect taxes!"

A deepfake video has gone viral.

In the video, Roosevelt's face is perfectly recreated. He faces the camera and says in that familiar and firm voice, "I promised to liberate our country from the hands of bankers and speculators, and now I have returned to fulfill my promise."

The video was shared over ten million times within half an hour.

The White House's official website crashed completely due to a massive influx of petition messages.

All the petitions contained only one message.

"We demand that Franklin Delano Roosevelt resume his presidency as President America!"

President America's personal social media account has become a dumping ground for public venting.

His latest post about "stabilizing the job market" has been completely flooded with comments.

"Hey, shut up, you're not even as good as a dead man!"

This comment garnered over three million likes in just one hour.

"You're fired! The person who can actually solve the problem is back!"

"Here's a joke: the current president is still talking about jobs, while President Roosevelt had already given everyone money."

"You are a hundred Wall Streets away from Roosevelt."

The president's approval rating plummeted within just a few hours.

Polling agencies were inundated with calls, and all the data pointed to an absurd but true result.

A president who died more than half a century ago has a virtual approval rating that is several times higher than that of the current president.

Under the catalysis of extraordinary forces, public opinion across the country underwent an incredible shift.

White House.

Oval office.

President America hung up on the finance minister's emergency call.

The Finance Minister's voice, distorted with fear, still echoed in my ears on the phone.

"Mr. President... this is not an attack, this is a trial... our financial system is facing an unprecedented systemic collapse... all... all the numbers have been wiped out..."

The president was pale and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

He looked out the window; the Washington sun was still shining brightly, but his world had been plunged into darkness.

The president reached out a slightly trembling hand, lifted a red protective cover on the table, and pressed the emergency button underneath without hesitation.

A top-level command was instantly transmitted to the terminals of the Pentagon and all core members of the National Security Council.

Summon them, summon them immediately.

China, Kyoto.

Ninth Bureau Command Center.

The huge electronic screen was divided into two parts.

On the left is a live broadcast showing Wall Street in chaos, with countless police cars and armored vehicles surrounding the bronze bull, but unable to do anything about it.

On the right is a scene of revelry among people in New York's slums, with countless people holding up images of Roosevelt as if celebrating a great victory.

Chen Jianguo stood in front of the screen with his hands behind his back, saying nothing.

The entire command center was completely silent. All the experts and analysts stared blankly at the screens, their minds a complete blank.

This level of power, this method of directly rewriting social rules, is beyond everyone's comprehension.

In the dead silence, Jiang Ming, who was sitting next to Chen Jianguo as an "advisor" observing from the sidelines, suddenly chuckled.

He picked up the teacup in front of him, blew on it to cool it down, and then casually remarked in a tone that suggested he was enjoying the spectacle.

"It seems the people of America want a different president."