Chapter 125: Wallfacer Plan Exposed, Luo Ji: The Heavens' Curtain Opens My Box!

The heavens' curtain did not cease operation due to the desperate brainwaves within the main control room of the Trisolaran fleet.

The lens pierced through the vast sea of stars, refocusing on that azure planet.

【The Crisis Era has begun. Earthlings of the Trisolaran universe have been forced into a situation with no blind spots.】

【One of the predicaments: the "omniscient" surveillance of the first sophon.】

In the picture,

On the bustling streets of human cities, traffic flows like water and horses like dragons.

But the perspective of the heavens' curtain instantly switched to a microscopic dimensional perspective.

Above every pedestrian's head, in every corner of every encrypted conference room,

Even inside every supercomputer deeply buried underground, an invisible high-dimensional particle hovers.

【The two sophons dispatched by the Trisolaran fleet possess eleven-dimensional maneuverability.】

【They can cruise near light speed across Earth's surface, monitoring any word or deed on Earth at any time, reading all physically stored information.】

【Every move of humanity, every secret meeting of humanity.】

【To the Trisolarans four light-years away, this is a completely delay-free "live broadcast".】

【Predicament two: the "absolute lockdown" of basic technology.】

The heavens' curtain displays the miserable state of the high-energy physics laboratory.

The accelerator starts, protons collide.

The sophon easily penetrates the protective layer, taking the impact in place of the target nucleus.

The painstaking collision data of human scientists turns into a pile of meaningless gibberish.

The existence of the sophon cuts off humanity's path to exploring the fundamental nature of microscopic matter.

【Physics has stopped breathing.】

【The technology tree of human civilization has been chopped at the waist, completely losing the possibility of a technological explosion within four hundred years.】

【Predicament three: the countdown of time and internal betrayal.】

In the deep space background, the first Trisolaran fleet drags its azure tail, crossing the sea of stars, heading straight for the solar system.

And within Earth's interior,

In a dim basement,

A group of human elites kneels before a virtual Trisolaran game interface.

【The four-hundred-year death countdown has already begun.】

【Earth's interior is not a monolith.】

【The rebel force known as the Earth-Trisolaran Organization (ETO) lurks in the shadows.】

They have utterly despaired of human civilization, worship Trisolarans as their supreme gods, willingly serve as internal agents for the alien invaders, and frenziedly assassinate top scientists.

As the three predicaments are revealed, the public chat channel of the myriad heavens shatters completely.

The myriad viewers who just a second ago felt pity for the Trisolarans' harsh survival environment now feel the anger of being severely deceived.

The flagship of the Fourth Fleet of the Star Alliance.

Marshal Sidney of the Star Alliance slams her fist on the tactical table, her cold eyes fixed on the heavens' curtain, her fingers rapidly tapping on the virtual keyboard.

Star Alliance—Marshal Sidney: Vile alien! Wagging your tail and begging for pity on the public screen, putting on a disgusting face of longing for peace, while behind the scenes you deal a killing blow to a native civilization that hasn't even left its home star system! All-around surveillance, locking down technology, cutting off the future. Is this how you follow your supreme god? Utterly disgusting! The aliens are the cancer of the universe and must be completely eradicated!

This barrage, carrying a strong smell of gunpowder, instantly gained massive agreement.

However, another voice also quickly emerged.

Star Earth Alliance—Marshal: Sidney, your xenophobic thought is too extreme. The Trisolaran civilization is essentially also for survival. On their home star, where they could be roasted to ashes by three suns at any moment, they fundamentally have no choice.

Star Earth Alliance—Marshal: If Earth humanity could abandon your extreme xenophobia, actively extend friendship to the Trisolarans, and carve out a region for them to reside, they would gain living space, humanity would gain Trisolaran technology, and the two civilizations could completely coexist. They merely lack a bridge of communication!

Star Alliance—Marshal Sidney: Shut up! Weak idiot! Try giving half your home star to the robber holding a gun to your head? The Human Alliance has no cowards like you!

Ignoring the fierce quarrel between the two major factions of the Star Universe, the strong ones of other universes noticed something deeper.

Ninja World, underground laboratory of the Sound Ninja Village.

Orochimaru stands before the operating table, his blood-stained scalpel slipping to the ground.

He ignores those debates about civilization morality, his golden vertical pupils fixedly staring at the screen where a proton unfolded in eleven dimensions.

He stretches out his long tongue, licking his pale lips.

"Beyond the macroscopic world, there actually exists such a wondrous microscopic universe."

Orochimaru's hands fly to form seals, his body slightly trembling from extreme excitement.

"Unfold the proton into high dimensions, carve integrated circuits, grant it self-awareness."

"This is the perfect vessel! This is the ultimate form of seeking truth!"

Orochimaru kicks open the discarded experimental body beside his foot, his eyes full of frenzy:

"The flesh is too fragile, ninjutsu also has limits."

If I can engrave my soul into the sophon, I will achieve true immortality, omniscience and omnipotence!

"My research direction has been found."

Superman Universe.

Clark floats above the clouds of Metropolis. His red cape snaps in the cold wind.

His brows are tightly furrowed, gazing at the human scientists on the heavens' curtain who have collapsed and committed suicide due to the nonexistence of physics.

That feeling of despair suppressed to the extreme is transmitted directly to him through the screen.

"Technology has been completely locked down, even the process of thought is under the enemy's surveillance."

Clark murmurs softly to himself, his tone filled with deep worry.

As a Kryptonian with a body of steel, he can easily lift mountains, even change the course of rivers.

But he didn't know how to face Sophon, a higher-dimensional construct that ignores physical defenses.

"No secrets, no privacy."

"What can humanity use to resist such higher-dimensional crushing?"

Clark gazed at the sky screen,

"Wallfacer Project... just what is it?"

The sky screen's image underwent a violent shift at this moment.

The dark red alert tones gradually faded, replaced by a touch of extremely deep, profound blue.

【When humanity was nearly plunged into an inescapable doom, they scoured every card of two civilizations and finally found a faint glimmer of hope in the darkness.】

【Humanity discovered its sole advantage against the Trisolaran civilization.】

【That is—the barrier of thought!】

The sky screen's image split into two.

On the left, the scene of Trisolaran communication was displayed.

Two withered Trisolarans stood together, making no movement, emitting no sound.

But the light-wave frequencies on their foreheads directly synchronized.

【Due to the Trisolaran civilization's special evolution, their thoughts are absolutely transparent to the outside.】

【Communication equals thought, thought equals communication.】

【They cannot conceal their true thoughts; their civilization's dictionary contains no words for "deception," "disguise," or "scheming."】

On the right, the screen showed various kinds of humans on Earth.

There were politicians smiling while hiding knives at the negotiation table, street vendors haggling, mothers telling kind lies.

【But humanity is different.】

【Since the birth of human civilization, lies, disguises, and schemes have filled every human's blood.】

【We have hidden inner worlds, we have labyrinths built of language.】

【Sophon can understand human language, can read all text and code in human computers.】

【But, Sophon cannot see through the human brain!】

【As long as humans do not speak their plans aloud, do not write them down.】

【Even if Sophon stands right before them, it can never know humanity's true strategy!】

Accompanied by stirring background music, the United Nations emblem slowly enlarged at the center of the sky screen.

【In the third year of the Crisis Era, the United Nations Planetary Defense Council formally passed a resolution.】

【A grand deception lasting several centuries, gambling the fate of all humanity, has drawn back its curtain.】

【Aiming to select the most promising elites from all humanity, granting them the highest level of privileges.】

【The Wallfacer Project, officially launched.】

Four dazzling beams of light descended from the top of the sky screen, illuminating four vacant positions.

The privileges of the Wallfacers, rendered as golden giant characters, fell one after another into everyone's view.

【Privilege One: Absolute Power.】

【Wallfacers can mobilize Earth's extremely vast resources, no matter how unreasonable the project.】

【Privilege Two: Absolute Secrecy and No Need to Explain.】

【Wallfacers need not explain their plans to the outside world, need not justify any of their orders.】

【The outside world must unconditionally execute Wallfacers' orders, for such unreasonableness may itself be part of strategic deception.】

【Privilege Three: The Wallfacer Act and Hibernation Transit.】

【The UN enacted the "Wallfacer Act" with equal status to the UN Charter, safeguarding their position.】

【Wallfacers will use hibernation technology to cross the chasm of time, directly arriving at the doomsday battle era four centuries hence.】

This series of privilege settings that defy conventional cognition left the spectators of the myriad heavens stunned.

Super Beast Armored World.

Xuanwu Ship

Huo Linfei gazed at the clauses on the sky screen, his eyes flashing green light. He excitedly waved his arms.

"Mobilize global resources, and still need to explain to no one?"

"Who dares ask? That's just strategic deception?"

Huo Linfei let out a loud whistle,

"Isn't this too awesome?"

"If I were a Wallfacer, I'd first build ten super-large mechs to play with—whoever dares stop me, I'll say it's a secret weapon against the Trisolarans!"

Armored Warrior World.

Beimiao sat on a spacious leather sofa, turning the water shadow stone in his hand.

He gazed at the screen, the corner of his mouth lifting into an arc of absolute confidence.

"Absolute power and the loneliness of being misunderstood."

"This burden of saving the world can only be borne by a leader with absolute rationality and iron-fisted methods."

Beimiao snorted coldly, his eyes sharp,

"Spare no means, only to achieve the final goal."

"If this world were to choose Wallfacers, I, Beimiao, would undoubtedly be the only choice."

"Others simply cannot withstand this pressure, especially that certain piano prince."

Marvel Universe.

Peter Parker hung upside down on a skyscraper in New York, staring at the celestial display projected onto the clouds, and sucked in a breath of cold air.

"My God, this is like walking a tightrope on a cliff."

Peter scratched his head through his mask,

"All countermeasures can only be hidden in one's own mind; even talking in one's sleep could possibly leak to the sophon.

How strong a mental fortitude does this require?"

He dropped down onto the roof and connected to Stark's comms: "Mr. Stark, did you see that?"

"Who on Earth do you think is capable of handling this kind of work?"

"Can Director Nick Fury do it? He even deceives his own left eye."

The image on the celestial display froze completely on those four empty pillars of light.

The background music became extremely heavy.

【They will completely seal off their own thoughts.】

【They will bear the fate of all humanity and walk alone into the dark forest without light.】

【The list of Wallfacers, to be announced soon.】

……

Earth,

Manor.

The four massive beams of light projected onto the celestial display illuminated the floor-to-ceiling windows with a ghastly pallor.

Luo Ji stared at the large screen, his hand holding a cigarette suspended in midair.

"Is it finally our turn?"

"This celestial display really opens up for whoever it wants, doesn't it!"

"But as a Wallfacer, I seem to be the least qualified of the lot."

Shi Qiang leaned against the side.

He fiddled with a metal lighter in his hand.

Crack, the flame shot up.

Crack, the flame went out.

Shi Qiang glanced sideways at Luo Ji and exhaled a mouthful of thick smoke.

"Cut the crap here."

Shi Qiang's tone was flat, yet carried a certain resoluteness,

"Least qualified?"

"Little bro, in my twenty years as a criminal investigator, you're the most inscrutable one I've ever seen."

Luo Ji froze.

Shi Qiang pointed his thumb at the celestial display:

"Those three guys have their minds filled with country, family, and the world."

"What's in your mind? Food, drink, and fun?"

"At least your intentions are inscrutable, which is what makes you a true Wallfacer."

Above the celestial display, a grand and stirring background symphony suddenly blared.

Golden text rapidly condensed against the deep space background.

【In the face of the sophons' full-scale blockade, humanity has officially initiated the Wallfacer Project.】

【These four Wallfacers will receive humanity's highest concentration of resources, represent human civilization, and engage in a cross-century confrontation with the Trisolaran world.】

【The first Wallfacer: Frederick Taylor.】

A man appeared on screen wearing a sharply tailored suit, his white hair combed to perfection.

His gaze was sharp, full of scrutiny.

【Former U. S. Secretary of Defense, renowned military theorist.】

【He authored The Truth About Technology and proposed the "Rise of the Small Nation" theory.】

【He firmly believes technological development will erode the traditional advantages of great powers. He is an absolute master of grand strategy.】

Marvel Universe, S. H. I. E. L. D. Headquarters.

Nick Fury narrowed his one eye.

The man who controls the defense apparatus of a superpower—this résumé alone fully qualifies him to command global affairs.

The celestial display image switched.

【The second Wallfacer: Manuel Rediaz.】

In the tropical rainforests of South America, a burly man with a full beard raised his rifle.

【President of Venezuela, truly deserving of the title "Hero of the Weak Nation."】

【He once led military and civilians to defeat a great power's invasion through guerrilla warfare, becoming a totem symbol of the South American revolution.】

【He has a background in nuclear engineering.】

【His methods are extremely iron-fisted, his will unbreakable.】

One Piece World.

The leader of the Revolutionary Army, Dragon, had a glint in his eyes.

This is the true warrior, a leader forged in the blood and fire of the lowest strata.

The subtitles continued to roll.

【The third Wallfacer: Bill Hines.】

The camera locked onto a futuristic laboratory interior,

A refined European scholar bent over, scrutinizing a complex neural map.

【British scientist and politician. He is the only scientist in human history to have received two Nobel Prize nominations for the same discovery.】

【He and his wife jointly uncovered the operational mechanism of brain thought at the quantum level.】

【He once served as President of the European Union, a dual titan of science and politics.】

Audiences across the myriad worlds nodded silently in approval here.

In the world of Naruto, Orochimaru extended his long tongue.

Analyzing the brain at the quantum level?

This wallfacer is somewhat interesting.

These three wallfacers are each absolute elites of their nations' ruling classes.

They have commanded the world's most elite armies, led resilient nations, and probed the ultimate mysteries of the human brain.

It is only fitting that they bear humanity's fate, confronting the Trisolaran civilization with its high-dimensional technology.

【However】

【The fourth wallfacer, however, is utterly unlike them all.】

The cold broadcast voice fell.

The myriad worlds held their breath.

The first three were already the pinnacle of human elite.

What kind of divine résumé would qualify for the final appearance?

A stronger superpower head of state?

Or a transcendent titan of physics?

……