I'm doing a crossover anime/manga project, and I'm creating a new kind of "Moonlight&

Why do I always make things so awkward when I'm just showing concern for her?

Without the filter, Yukino finally saw the true emotions of Haruno beneath her perfect, all-around talent.

Of course, it was also because of games and magic that the older sister finally let go of something and completely broke free from certain shackles.

after all.....

She may have improved a bit more in magic now, but she's definitely no match for her sister.

Once it's made public, even the national level will extend an olive branch, and he might become the top leader of a key department in the future.

"Oh, I see. So what's Yukino thinking?"

Yang Nai composed himself, his eyes reflecting the girl's figure.

"It's probably a journey back to before the disaster happened."

Yukinoshita said calmly.

"Whether we consider the purpose of the game, the duties of Chaldea, or the clues in the announcement, this is the only answer."

"Just as I thought..."

Yang Nai nodded, then suddenly looked up. This usually unreliable beauty asked softly.

"Is it possible that the destroyed world was already the end result of your journey there and your failure?"

Volume 1: Chapter 96 The Countdown to the Suspended Planet!

"Since there are traces of Chaldea investigators, is it possible that one of these investigators is ourselves?"

In the Federal Council.

Smoke filled the air as a prominent figure listened in, while a group of think tank members analyzed the situation.

someone asked.

"It's unlikely. Such speculation is mostly a concession made by novelists to make the plot more exciting."

Another think tank member shook his head: "You have to understand, that's not our world. It's not another world, but it's just another parallel world."

We exist outside of spacetime, so the grandmother paradox does not apply to us.

"Yes, that's my view too. It's highly likely that we're just going to do a retrospective investigation after the previous group of investigators failed."

"No, that name is Spirit Particle Transfer, which clearly refers to the transfer of soul particles, most likely involving sending a person to a corresponding point in time."

You've forgotten a concept—pan-human history, which may not refer to a single world, but rather a group of "correct" worlds.

Or perhaps you could call it a sacred timeline? In short, with this central axis fixed, deploying or retrieving investigators won't cause any spacetime paradoxes.

"Why not? If there are two batches, are you sure that the current batch won't run into the previous batch at that time?"

Since a connection has been established, it forms a timeline.

I believe it's time travel.

Have you forgotten those facets of the world? With such power, what's a little rewinding of one world?

"What do you mean? That's a universe. Do you know what level of energy it would require? That doesn't make sense."

"You're trying to reason with the gods? What's the point of authority? Don't forget our previous discussion."

A group of think tank members argued heatedly, their faces turning red.

Finally, I quietly opened a certain blue Zhihu app from China.

Yes, don't think of think tanks as something lofty and prestigious. They are essentially just a group of ordinary people, and there are even those who fill positions through connections.

After all, the educational methods in the East and West are different. Aristocratic education, such as equestrianism and flower arranging, accounts for a significant portion of education. In addition, it also depends on whether you have a letter of recommendation and how much your family has donated to the school.

Then decide whether to admit them, and what kind of treatment they will receive...

Therefore, it is important to refer to the wisdom of some netizens from the East.

Currently, due to the rise of a certain major Eastern power, many observers from various countries have been lurking on various social media platforms.

Anyway, the cost is low...

Just as a group of think tank members were secretly copying some netizens' ideas, a phone call came in.

"What? A countdown is appearing in the skies over New York?"

"Not just New York, but Tokyo, Berlin, Paris, Jerusalem... all have the same countdown in the sky."

........

"I am not wrong, right?"

Tokyo.

On the Ginza Building.

Miao Meng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the high-rise building, staring blankly at the sky in front of her.

The weather was great, and the angle was perfect. The scenery in the shot was beautiful, with a clear blue sky, endless blue waves, and pure white clouds that looked as soft as cotton candy.

With the restaurant she bought with her hard-earned money, she should have gained a lot of fans.

but.....

At this moment, in the very center of the clear sky, there is a magnificent clock that exudes a magical aura, composed of a row of dazzling silver-white numbers.

Each number is magnificent and imposing, standing tall between heaven and earth, majestic and awe-inspiring.

Countless layers of mysterious runes could be faintly seen intertwining and flowing within, while the numbers continued to decrease as time passed.

"What is this...?"

Miao Meng was no longer cheerful; she was filled with tension and fear of the unknown.

What is this?

She thought of the book she had read, *The Three-Body Problem*.

Could it be that aliens have finally arrived? Are they announcing their intention to attack Earth?

White Dragon Daddy, please save us!

"It's not just Tokyo, my dear Miaomeng. I asked my friend, and it happened over New York too..."

Now, the whole of New York is in chaos. The military has been mobilized and is even trying to shoot down the countdown, but it looks right overhead. They fly up to 10,000 meters into the air but can't touch it. No matter how they fly, they can never reach it.

I estimate that it's present in the skies above major cities all over the world, and it might even be the same thing.

(Five Insights from the Sleep: Guess Who Gave Them the Credit?)

"Tokyo too? Kobe has them too."

"They have them in Kumamoto too."

"Chiba too."

"Get lost. Is there any difference between your place and Tokyo?"

"Holy crap, is this the end of the world? A countdown to the end of the world? It shows 100 minutes left, which means there's only a little over an hour left before the world is destroyed?"

"Wanla, I just bought this house, and I haven't even lived in it for a minute! It's my hard-earned money!"

"Yay! I was going to commit suicide, but now everyone's gone with me! Hahaha, I want to see rivers of blood."

"Can't you think of something positive? Maybe it's going to heaven?"

"Is there a difference?...Wait, don't you guys think this time looks familiar?"

"Now that you mention it... Oh my god, it's the last 24 hours before the FGO announcement?"

FGO has now become a game for everyone.

At least one billion people worldwide have entered it.

Aside from some who were still living in primitive society, or those who were sent to illegal factories at a young age and lived in darkness, most other people had heard of it.

Especially after the last person cleared the level yesterday, everyone immediately realized what had happened.

"Hiss~, weren't there supposed to be ten people clearing the level? Does that mean we're included too?"

"Let's not even go for it. The post-mass extinction world almost killed me. Facing extinction head-on? Please, have mercy on me."

A lot of people chickened out.

We can't afford to mess with them, we can't afford to mess with them at all, the Soul System is absolutely untouchable

"Anyway, those ten are probably going. Ugh, this is terrible. We only have one hour left to prepare."

"Are you suggesting we throw them into the mass extinction event? People will die, won't they? I don't think they can be resurrected then..."

......

New York, Paris, London...the whole world.

In an instant, it seemed as if a deathly silence fell.

Everyone with eyes was staring intently at the magnificent countdown in the sky.

Even those who had never entered the game before felt a shock as if fantasy had invaded reality.

That majestic, azure countdown sat in the sky, like a giant that blotted out the sun, indifferently and ruthlessly looking down upon the world.

Waiting for the final moments.

Most people know this because of a certain miraculous game, but some people think it's the end of the world, God's judgment day, or an alien invasion.

Many people think that no matter what the reason, it's highly likely that things are going to fall apart.

As a result, people let themselves go, grabbing anything of value and smashing anything that looked good, causing the crime rate to skyrocket.

Especially in the federal area, there was on-the-spot zero-dollar purchases, all sorts of crimes, and revelry.

Moreover, the outbreaks occurred in dozens of states simultaneously, making it impossible to manage them all; the situation was incredibly chaotic.

"Hopefully it's just because of those few players who cleared the game..."

Some important figures were praying in their hearts.

Such a large-scale event, covering the entire globe, what if it were targeted at all of humanity? Wouldn't that be disastrous?

They still have the wonderful life they want to live, a life so pleasurable they wish they could live forever.

I absolutely cannot bear to die.

At this moment, they trembled as if they were ants in their eyes.

.......

"So... what exactly do we need to prepare, sir!"

Saeki's residence.

Hikigaya's voice trembled as he pointed to the sky outside the window, where only ten minutes remained on the countdown, and asked.

He originally thought there was nothing left to be afraid of, nothing left to make him nervous.

result......

The whole world is in an uproar.

For the first time, the supernatural has forced its way into the world's view on such a large scale.

They don't care whether the other person can handle it or not.

Even if you're not afraid, you can't help it.

"Yes, sir, I'm fully armed. What else do I need to prepare?"

Kazuma was also trembling slightly.

"Does it have to be such a big scene? He thought something was happening in the game."

Did it directly impact reality?

Ayanokouji remained silent, gazing wistfully at the horizon.