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

Twenty-four hours after Newton's speech.

The high-definition video recording of the mathematical formulas and multidimensional ether model composed of pure light that remained over Cambridge has become the most valuable and sought-after treasure in the global intelligence market.

Every country and every organization wants to be the first to crack it.

Geneva.

More than 300 top physicists from 17 countries around the world convened the highest-level physics conference in human history via encrypted video link.

The meeting resulted in the joint establishment of a superorganization called the New Physics Frontiers Project (NPFP).

However, the first conclusion reached after the organization was established sent a chill down everyone's spine.

They can't decipher it.

The news caused a global uproar.

Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT), California Institute of Technology (Caltech), Institute for Advanced Study in Princeton...

These universities, which once represented the pinnacle of human wisdom, jointly issued an unprecedented announcement.

A reward of ten million US dollars is offered.

We are looking for any individual or team that can provide even a single, effective analysis of Newton's theory.

The entire world was plunged into a massive intellectual panic because of an ancient person from three hundred years ago.

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at the same time.

Nagata-cho, Tokyo, the land of cherry blossoms.

"Holy Grail War Countermeasures Headquarters".

The atmosphere inside the huge circular conference room was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

The Prime Minister, seated at the head of the table, and all the core cabinet members around him, stared solemnly at the main screen.

On the screen was a recording of Newton's Cambridge speech.

Masao Sakamoto stood in front of the screen, expressionless.

He raised his hand and pressed the remote control.

The screen went black instantly.

The only source of light in the conference room was a few dim emergency lights overhead.

Sakamoto Masao turned around to face the group of people with the highest power in the country of Sakura.

"Everyone, twenty-four hours have passed."

"Now, I will report on the latest global situation."

"America, with the 'Guardian of the Nation' Archer Roosevelt and Master Captain Evan Cross in place, the integration of national power and supernatural power has been initially completed."

"China possesses a mysterious superhuman codenamed 'Raven God,' with a combat strength rating of A+. He also possesses Saber, the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal Li Bai, whose Master is Zhang Ruoxu, a leader of Taoism. He also possesses Caster, Frynn, but currently has no Master."

"The Vatican, possessing the 'ruler' of this war, Joan of Arc, theoretically holds the final right to interpret the rules."

"Just now, John Bull also acquired their follower."

Sakamoto Masao paused, his gaze sweeping across the faces of each minister.

"One, a self-proclaimed 'God of Physics,' Isaac Newton."

"He took physicists around the world back to their freshman year of college with a single lecture."

The conference room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Masao Sakamoto's voice rang out again, this time with an uncontrollable sharpness.

"So, what about us?"

"What does our land of cherry blossoms have?"

He suddenly pressed the remote control.

On the dark main screen, the horrific scene of Shinjuku being razed to the ground instantly appeared.

That was the masterpiece left by Berserker Shuten-dōji.

"We have this."

Screen switch.

On the outskirts of Hiroshima, a ring-shaped mountain range with a diameter of over one kilometer, formed by countless meteorite fragments, was clearly visible to everyone.

That was Assassin Uchiha Madara's "greeting gift".

"And this too."

Masao Sakamoto's voice suddenly rose in pitch.

"We have encountered two supernatural disasters of the highest level in succession!"

"Shuten-dōji, Uchiha Madara!"

"We lost thousands of Self-Defense Force personnel, tens of thousands of civilians were killed or injured, and the economic losses exceeded five trillion yen!"

"And what did we get in return?"

"A Berserker class that remains vacant to this day! A world-destroying demon hovering over the land of Sakura, poised to reappear at any moment!"

"Everyone!"

Masao Sakamoto took a step forward, placed his hands on the cold conference table, and leaned forward like a wild beast about to devour its prey.

"The Americans are pressuring us to open up more financial markets!"

"While the Chinese expressed 'regret' over our experience, they also deployed a state-of-the-art monitoring network in the East China Sea!"

"Europeans treated us like a testing ground for supernatural powers and a laughingstock!"

"What use is our once-proud security treaty with America, where our troops are stationed in Japan, now?"

"Could the US carrier strike group stop a meteorite falling from the sky?"

An obese finance minister, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

He raised his hand, trembling.

"Chief Sakamoto, you mean...?"

"My meaning is very clear."

Masao Sakamoto straightened up and said, word by word.

"We must have our own, controllable Servants."

"At all costs!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the conference room erupted in chaos.

"The price? What price? Where are we going to find Servants?"

"That's right! The birth of a Master is completely random; we have absolutely no control over it!"

A deputy chief cabinet minister, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and appearing refined, suddenly stood up.

"No, we have a goal."

All eyes were on him.

He took a deep breath and said the name.

"Uchiha Madara".

"We must find him and cooperate with him."

"You're insane! You're insane!"

The Minister of Defense slammed his hand on the table, stood up abruptly, and pointed at the deputy commander's nose.

"That's Uchiha Madara! A complete warmonger! A madman who wants to destroy the world!"

"Didn't you read Masashi Kishimoto's interrogation report? Didn't you read that manga called 'Naruto'?"

The Defense Minister's spittle was practically spraying onto the other person's face.

"His ultimate goal is 'Infinite Tsukuyomi'! To make all of humanity live in his illusionary world! You call this cooperation? This is called seeking help from a tiger! No! It's dancing with the devil!"

"This is gambling with the future of the entire nation of Japan!"

"bet?"

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses sneered and adjusted his glasses.

"Minister Matsumoto, do you think we have any other choice now?"

"We're right at the gambling table right now! But we don't have a single decent hand!"

"Our biggest risk right now is doing nothing! Just sitting here and watching the next disaster strike Kyoto or Osaka!"

"We're just waiting for China and America to use their Servants to decide the fate of our Sakura Kingdom!"

"Uchiha Madara is dangerous, but he also comes from our Sakura Country's culture! We understand him best! This understanding is our only advantage!"

"Instead of leaving our fate to others, we should take it into our own hands!"

"You're dragging the entire country into an abyss!"

"This is cowardly folly, a resignation to your fate!"

"Traitor!"

"coward!"

The argument became ugly and unpleasant.

The highest-level conference room was now like a chaotic vegetable market.

That's enough.

An old, but dignified voice rang out.

The prime minister, who had been silent all along, slowly spoke.

He didn't look at the two arguing parties, but instead turned his gaze to the teacup in front of him, the rising steam blurring his expression.

The meeting room fell silent instantly.

Everyone watched him nervously, awaiting the final verdict.

After a long while, the Prime Minister finally raised his head.

His gaze fell on Masao Sakamoto's face.

"Sakamoto-kun."

"Yes."

Masao Sakamoto stands at attention.

"what you think?"

Masao Sakamoto did not answer immediately.

His gaze swept across the conference room, taking in fear, greed, ambition, and despair.

Finally, he spoke.

"Your Excellency Prime Minister, I am merely an executor."

"All I know is that if we don't have the power to overturn the table, then next time, we won't even be allowed to sit at the table."

The Prime Minister closed his eyes.

In the conference room, only heavy breathing could be heard.

A few seconds later, he opened his eyes again, his gaze now devoid of any hesitation.

He's right.

"We can't wait any longer."

He looked at the deputy commander who advocated cooperation, and then at the defense minister whose face was flushed.

"I am aware of the risks."

"However, the country has reached its most dangerous moment."

The Prime Minister stood up and walked to the main screen.

He reached out and gently touched the cold face of Uchiha Madara on the screen.

"Go find Uchiha Madara."

"Go and talk to him."

"Tell him that we can cooperate."

"Your Excellency Prime Minister! Please reconsider!" the Defense Minister cried out in his final lament.

The prime minister did not turn around; his voice was resolute.

"No matter what, he is a person born from this land."

"This connection is our only bargaining chip."

"The fate of a nation should always be decided by its own people, even if they are a devil."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and fixed his imposing gaze on Masao Sakamoto.

"Sakamoto-kun."

"You are fully responsible for this matter."

Masao Sakamoto's body was taut and straight.

He lowered his head and bowed deeply.

"Yes."