The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

All of these things originated from a higher-dimensional secret realm.

Each and every one of them is a national-level strategic resource.

Each one is enough for a power to live off for decades or even centuries.

Now, a new fragment of a higher-dimensional secret realm has fallen from the sky.

It fell in front of the whole world.

Satellites from all over the world captured the images.

What does this mean?

This means that an unprecedented battle is about to begin.

Li Weiguo's expression turned completely serious.

The matter of Gu Xu's slap had been temporarily put aside in the background of his mind.

Now, all his attention was occupied by the seven-colored gem in the sky that was slowly falling towards the sea.

Sherlock must get this.

This isn't a question of "whether I want to" or "whether I do," it's a question of "must."

In the current global situation, the ownership of any fragment of a high-dimensional secret realm could directly alter the power structure among major forces.

Should the United States take it?

They were already strong enough; adding a high-dimensional artifact would only widen the gap between them.

Should the Japanese take it?

Those guys who just got slapped are worried about not having any leverage to turn the tables. If this thing falls into their hands, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Europe, the Northern League, and the South Indian Empire need no further explanation.

It must be Sherlock.

But here is the problem.

Who should we send?

As Li Weiguo was pondering this question, the office door was pushed open.

There was no knocking.

Not many people can simply walk in through the door of the Supreme Command headquarters.

Li Weiguo did not turn around, because he could tell who it was from the rhythm of the footsteps.

The pace was neither too fast nor too slow, and the sound of the heels hitting the ground was crisp and clean, without any hesitation.

Zhang Daoxuan.

"You saw it?"

Li Weiguo asked the question without turning his head.

"I saw it from a long way off."

Zhang Daoxuan's voice came from behind, his tone carrying a calm urgency, "Fragments of a high-dimensional secret realm. Once this thing appears, the whole world will be in turmoil."

"Um."

Li Weiguo turned around and looked at Zhang Daoxuan.

The two looked at each other for a second, and everything was understood without words.

There's no need to discuss pointless questions like "whether or not to fight."

Of course we should fight for it.

The question is how to fight for it, and who to use to fight for it.

"What are your thoughts?"

Li Weiguo walked to his desk and casually picked up a cup of tea that had gone cold.

Zhang Daoxuan frowned deeply: "The debris fell in the western Pacific Ocean, not far from us or Japan."

"Although the United States is halfway around the world, with their delivery capabilities, it will definitely arrive within a dozen hours."

"So the window of opportunity left for us is not long."

"Demigod."

Li Weiguo cut straight to the heart of the matter: "We must send demigod-level combatants. Those below that level will just be easy prey."

"That's the problem."

Zhang Daoxuan's brows furrowed even more: "We only have a dozen or so night watchmen, and each one is firmly stationed in his position. Wang Cang is guarding Kunlun Xu and cannot be easily moved. We also need people on the northern frontier."

"Then we'll have to get it from somewhere else."

"Who to move? Where to move? This is a matter that affects everything. If a demigod leaves the base for even a day, the corresponding defenses will be completely exposed. What if an alien race takes advantage of the situation—"

"I know."

They both knew what the other was worried about.

Sherlock does have demigods, but each one of them bears an extremely important responsibility of guarding the town.

Their very existence is a deterrent.

Just like nuclear weapons, their greatest use is simply sitting there and not using them.

What if you took a nuclear bomb and used it to bomb a mine?

It would be awkward to turn around and find an uninvited guest at your doorstep.

"Think about it again."

Li Weiguo asked in a deep voice, "Besides the existing demigods, are there any other options?"

Zhang Daoxuan opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but then hesitated.

Li Weiguo noticed his hesitation, said nothing, and simply picked up his teacup and took a sip of the cold tea.

Then the two of them simultaneously thought of the same name.

But no one said it first.

Because the owner of that name is currently in the Izumo Secret Realm of the Cherry Blossom Country.

Are you expecting him to run around both ways?

Theoretically, it's not impossible, but...

The two sat facing each other in silence, each pondering their own little schemes—

Thump, thump, thump.

There was a knock on the door.

Three strokes, neither hurried nor slow.

This time, they knocked properly.

"Come in."

Li Weiguo put down his teacup.

The door was pushed open a crack, and Chen Yang walked in.

However, the usually composed secretary Zhang Daoxuan's expression was rather strange at this moment.

His brows were furrowed.

It's very tightly wrinkled.

His eyebrows were so tightly knit they looked like they were about to be twisted into a rope.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Daoxuan's tone immediately changed.

Chen Yang has been with him for decades.

I know this person too well.

Chen Yang is the kind of person who can continue analyzing data without changing his expression even if a magnitude 10 earthquake were to occur globally.

His emotional threshold is ridiculously high.

Anything that can make him frown on the spot is definitely not a trivial matter.

Chen Yang walked to the desk, first glancing at Li Weiguo, then at Zhang Daoxuan.

"Two leaders... something's not right."

"explain."

"The thing that fell from the sky is a fragment of a higher-dimensional secret realm."

"There is no doubt about this. The energy characteristics, dimensional ripples, and spatial folding coefficients all match. Our equipment and the equipment of the United States completed the confirmation almost simultaneously, with an error of less than one-thousandth."

"but?"

Li Weiguo sensed a shift in the situation.

"but……"

Chen Yang spoke slowly again: "Its energy waveform is incorrect."

There was a two-second silence in the office.

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Daoxuan spoke first.

Chen Yang pulled a palm-sized holographic projector from his pocket, placed it on the desk, and tapped it twice with his finger.

A blue waveform suddenly appeared in front of the three people.

"This is a standard energy waveform from fragments of a high-dimensional secret realm..."

Chen Yang pointed to the smooth sine wave on the map: "All known fragments of higher-dimensional secret realms, including the piece from which the Lighthouse Country obtained the Shroud of God, the piece from which we obtained the Tenfold Experience Scroll, and the piece from the Sakura Country—their core energy fluctuations are stable."

He emphasized the word "stability".

Li Weiguo and Zhang Daoxuan nodded simultaneously. They both understood these basic concepts.

"But this part now..."

Chen Yang swiped his finger, and the waveform graph switched to the second one.

Li Weiguo's brows furrowed instantly.

Zhang Daoxuan's expression also changed.

Because the second waveform is completely different from the first one.

The first image is a smooth sine wave, like a gentle stream flowing by.

The second picture—that's not a stream, that's a line drawn by a seismograph during an 8-magnitude earthquake.

The waveform jumped up and down violently, with amplitudes fluctuating wildly and frequencies completely irregular, like an electrocardiogram of a heart patient magnified a hundred times.

In some places, the peaks were so high they almost exceeded the display range, while in others they suddenly plummeted to the bottom.

Interspersed throughout are several completely blank "dead zones".

The entire waveform can be summed up in two words: ferocious.

The kind of chaotic, irrational rage.