The Wallfacer: Everyone wants to break through my wall.

"Maintenance task number 7049moe224bgq..."

The captain of the engineering vessel smoothly reported a series of numbers, but his tense expression revealed his inner turmoil.

After a period of silence, the patrol fleet responded.

"Confirmed and verified, alert lifted, passage permitted."

……

Inside the engineering vessel, a group of engineers sat outside the fusion reactor, listening intently to the information exchanged between the spacecraft and the patrol fleet.

After learning that the Lungmen was allowed to pass, their tense expressions relaxed simultaneously.

"Phew, I felt like my heart was going to jump out of my chest," said engineer Fan Ao, patting his chest in relief.

"The mission is still ongoing. Stay vigilant and don't let your guard down," someone next to Fan Ao reminded him.

They are not only engineers, but also warriors. When the engineering vessel needs to enter combat mode, they transform into warriors and defeat the enemy.

“As for the mission, we don’t know the specifics. They just say we must obey orders absolutely. If we encounter any unexpected situations, we won’t even be mentally prepared,” Fan Ao said.

The mission was top secret; even those who were carrying it out didn't know much about it.

This situation was different from the past, which made the crew realize the special nature of this mission.

"There's a reason why the higher-ups have made this request," the chief engineer said.

Just then, the first mate walked in from another cabin, calling out the chief engineer's name while scanning everyone.

"Yelleng! Is Yellenger here?"

"what happened?"

Yellenger got up and went over to talk to them in hushed tones. Van Ao, who was sitting, couldn't hear what the two were talking about, but he could see the chief engineer's frowning and hesitant expression.

Before long, the chief engineer and the first mate stopped deliberately lowering their voices to talk.

"Does it really have to be done this way?" Yellenger asked.

The first mate said solemnly, "Do not question the tasks assigned by Mr. Wade."

"understood."

Yellenger nodded and did not raise any further objections.

After the first mate left, the chief engineer called all the engineers together, and only then did Van Ao realize what the two of them had just talked about.

Yellen said, "Put aside what you're doing for now and listen to me. We're going to the cargo hold area in a bit. There's a stamping machine there. We're going to get our thoughts stamped."

"What would require a steel stamp?" Van Austen asked.

Being branded with a mental label is no small matter. If not handled properly, one could live a life worse than death for the rest of their life, with things like the water being poisoned or the air being used to NTR your wife.

Bill Hines, who voluntarily imprinted his beliefs on himself, was convinced that humanity would inevitably lose the final battle. It was only thanks to the actual defeat of the human fleet that he was able to find relief.

After glancing at Van Austen, Yellen explained to the group, “The stamp reads, ‘Until the end of this mission, you must obey Mr. Wade’s orders 100% and faithfully complete the assigned tasks.’ For this mission, Mr. Wade only needs machines to carry out the mission, not people.”

"Divide into three groups and take turns to imprint their thoughts."

On the bridge, Vader stared silently at the antimatter facility on the radar, which was gradually closing in distance.

"We're almost at A1-class orbit," the captain reported.

Vader ordered, "Prepare to connect to the full channel; the mission requires us to speak to the entire human world in the solar system."

"learn."

The communications officer nodded and began accessing all channels.

Wade then immediately ordered, "Contact Taylor headquarters and tell them 'awaiting instructions'."

"Yes."

Quantum communication is real-time, and the Taylor system headquarters received the quantum message from the Lungmen in the next moment.

"We have received a quantum message from the Lungmen."

“Information content,” said Tang Ying, a core member of the Taylor Group.

After checking the information, the communications officer reported, "They said to wait for instructions."

Tang Ying's usually cold and aloof expression softened slightly as she turned to ask her adjutant.

"Is everyone else in position?"

The adjutant nodded and replied, "The nanohumans are already deployed."

Subsequently, Tang Ying gave instructions to the correspondent.

"Reply to the Dragon Gate message, and the fish will leap over the Dragon Gate."

……

Three days later, a global announcement was sent to all of humanity in the solar system, making it known to everyone.

[Announcement to all humanity in the solar system—This is the Lungmen, located in a Sun A1 class orbit. We are ordered to execute the Solar Ascension Plan. The Sun will be destroyed in two days. Please proceed immediately to the nearby Human Transformation Bureau for atomic miniaturization.]

Two days from now, regardless of how many people haven't achieved atomic miniaturization, the sun will explode.

One stone stirs up a thousand waves; after all, a solar explosion is no small matter.

But most people don't take it too seriously, since the sun has been protected by the Space Force's patrol fleet ever since the hawks planned to destroy the blockade satellites.

To destroy the sun, you must first get past the patrol fleet.

A direct confrontation with the patrol fleet would obviously cause a significant disturbance, and deceiving the patrol fleet into crossing the restricted area would be extremely difficult, given their very strict controls.

Numerous experts and scholars reassured the skeptical public and introduced the Space Force patrol fleet to the public.

Many insiders have been sharing various creative ways of explaining online how the Space Force's patrol fleet strictly controls restricted areas and prevents malicious actors from approaching the sun.

These scholars and experts are all intelligent people. They know that this incident was just a prank that caused no real harm, so they educate the public to establish their authority.

Unfortunately, these people did not expect that the Taylor system would use the Solar System Antimatter Control Committee to issue a false emergency mission.

If the control system of an antimatter facility malfunctions, it could be a very serious space accident. If things go wrong, a huge amount of antimatter could come into contact with the container walls and cause a massive explosion.

The explosion was a minor issue; the antimatter dust cloud that was ejected was the most troublesome thing. Therefore, the space force patrol fleet did not arrange for boarding inspections and simply let them pass.

Urgent tasks can't wait, and this isn't the first time; similar situations have occurred many times before.

Three hours after the announcement, the Space Force also issued a statement, essentially confirming that the previous announcement was true and that the Sun was indeed being hijacked by dangerous individuals.

Those experts, scholars, and members of the public who still held hope for the patrol fleet were stunned.

As a result, another wave of panic began to brew on the internet.

"Oh my god! The sun is going to explode?!"

"Are you kidding me? Please tell me this is a terrible joke! This isn't real!"

"Project Sunrise... Isn't that the plan that Feng Taylor announced a long time ago when the Swordholder first broadcast the coordinates? Wasn't that plan supposed to have been abandoned?"

The internet is a good channel for spreading information. Under the influence of panic, people send a lot of information they know to the internet.

Although the government has not yet issued an official statement, people have already come to the conclusion that the instigator of this incident is someone else.

“That announcement is real, not a prank. A week ago, my relative who lives in the Taylor department contacted me and said that the entire Taylor department was required to conduct atomic microscopy, which is undemocratic.”

"How come there's no news about something this big?!" someone said angrily. He thought that if humanity had noticed this problem earlier, they could have stopped the Taylor Group's wolfish ambitions in advance.

One person explained, "The official explanation given by the Taylor Group was to gain a more comprehensive understanding of the shortcomings of atomization. Who would have thought that it was to implement the solar ascension plan? That meaningless plan has clearly been abolished!"

Before long, someone else retorted, "The Taylor Group never announced the abolition of the plan. It was proposed by Feng Taylor. Who in the entire Taylor Group has the right to veto his decision?"

Although the Taylor Group is a political entity, it does not serve the group, but rather individuals. Its core mission is to help the Wallfacer, Feng Taylor, complete his Wallfacer project.

The Taylor system is fundamentally different from all traditional political systems in human history.

Of course, there are some clever people among us who quickly figured out what would happen next.

"Quick! Get to the nearest Human Conversion Bureau while there are still few people there!"

"I'll go pack my things now."

"Pack up my ass! Those assets aren't even going to be taken to the atomic scale! Let's go now!"

Chapter 311 Taylor stepped on the gas.

Through the quantum communication network, major human political entities urgently contacted the Taylor system, and the person who met with them was the electronic human Davis.

“Mr. Davis, please let Feng Taylor speak. Does he want to be a coward?” the Space Force representative said discontentedly.

Unlike the other delegates, Davis, representing the Taylor faction, remained calm and answered.

“It’s the same if you tell me, Mr. Taylor has his own things to do.”

The Martian government representative asked, "What prompted you to suddenly take this action?"

Davis replied, "This was all Mr. Taylor's decision; the Taylor group was simply acting according to plan."

A representative from the Space City Federation asked, "Could the two-day deadline be extended? The time is too short; we simply don't have enough time to atomize everyone."

Davis said, "There's no need to worry about that. Our plan is to have everyone atomized. To ensure the smooth progress of this plan, we started preparations long after the atomization technology was successful. Human Transformation Bureaus in various locations have a sufficient number of nanohumans to help transfer macroscopic humans to the atomic scale."

Davis paused for a moment, then continued.

"I would also like to add that you should never try to launch the Atomic Legion to disarm the Lungmen using microscopic means. That is impossible. They are using a high-precision anti-trigger system. If you rashly take physical action against them, it will only cause the antimatter bombs to be deployed prematurely."

Upon hearing this, the Space Force representative's expression immediately darkened.

The Space Force representative asked, "What about the people in the Space Fleet? They're far from human cities, and there's no Human Conversion Bureau on the warships to provide them with atomization channels."

Davis said, "We will use electromagnetic catapults to launch miniature antimatter spacecraft carrying nanohumans and atomic computers over there. In less than a day, we can atomize all the fleets in the solar system."

Miniature antimatter spaceships were designed specifically for nano-humans to escape into space, before the development of atomization.

These miniature spaceships are now transporting nanohumans and atomic computers at 70% the speed of light to various human fleets within the solar system, helping them all achieve atomization.

The Earth government representative said, "What about those nanohumans? Including them, the number of atomic computers is definitely not enough. You say you want to atomize everyone so they don't have to die, but aren't the lives of those nanohumans also lives?"

Upon hearing the Earth government representative's question, Davis smiled knowingly and countered with a question.

“Ms. Bilana, what gave you the confidence to choose to believe what a Wallfacer said? How could you believe everything Mr. Taylor said? Don’t you know that lying is a Wallfacer’s job?”

"The actual number of atomic computers in the Taylor series was not 700 billion, but 5000 billion."