WTYTIAAN Chapter 285

Chapter 285

*Seven Days Until Public Beta*

A post that appeared to be mere speculation spread with incredible speed, sparking a flurry of comments, mostly sarcastic in nature.

[The end of the world? Wow, you say it like it’s real.]

[Has the gaming community evolved this far? Even game forums are doing roleplay now?]

[What’s this? A game invasion?]

[Then I wish to be among those who disappear, I can’t stand this job for another day. It seems nice to die unknowingly.]

[If the world ends, does that mean I don’t have to save money for a house or pay the mortgage? Should I go out for a fancy meal today?]

[Will we get superpowers when the world ends?]

[Whose prank is this? Or is game promotion this hardcore now? Directly invading electronic devices and forcing us to watch promo videos.]

[Is it really a fully immersive VR game? I’m kind of looking forward to it, but is it just vaporware? How come I’ve never heard of this game company before? Even Tianyancha can’t find the legal representative. Is this some no-name, fly-by-night company?]

[A fly-by-night company couldn’t pull this off. I suspect it’s a conspiracy by foreign underworld forces!]

Few took the post seriously, and the world continued as normal.

Meanwhile, several other major countries, equally ‘unaware,’ whose electronic devices had been hijacked, were conducting a thorough investigation into all information related to “The Way Home” overnight. The reason? Their government’s classified computers had also been invaded and forced to play the video.

Could a game company capable of breaching a nation’s firewall really be just a game company? No, they had to find out!

That was roughly their train of thought.

Only China remained calm, maintaining a reserved attitude toward the whole situation, with internal meetings held one after another, without a moment’s pause.

Everyone was working hard for the future that was about to arrive.

*Six Days Until Public Beta*

The forum post fermented for two days before finally reaching foreign countries. Information was taken out of context and spread, causing international panic.

Several major countries, having finally traced relevant clues after two days of investigation, unanimously concluded that this was a Chinese conspiracy to undermine international relations.

The UK, France, Germany, the US… countless countries demanded an explanation from China regarding the electronic device hijacking incident of the previous two days.

China remained silent.

They could not provide a relevant response until there was a definitive conclusion.

As a result, several major countries reaffirmed their belief that this was a Chinese trick.

In an instant, public opinion exploded, and all sorts of rumors sprang up like mushrooms after a rain.

*Five Days Until Public Beta*

The public outcry grew louder and louder, and even some unpleasant voices began to emerge domestically.

Some influential figures who had not joined the Dawn Project sensed something unusual and began to inquire about the details of the matter. Before they could find out anything, they were invited for a cup of tea that night.

*Four Days Until Public Beta*

The player and “Flame” factions were steadily losing ground. Due to the crisis on the front lines, the two major empires were forced to cease their infighting and fully confront the increasingly ferocious monster attacks.

The resurrected Keen finally came into everyone’s view, and standing beside him was the newly born goddess of light.

The Light Church had completely betrayed them.

The god who symbolized light had once again become the shadow looming over this continent.

*Three Days Until Public Beta*

“Haven’t we contacted him yet?” The G311 director was frantic. “Where was the last place he appeared? Have people been sent to look for him?”

No one answered her question.

After a long silence, someone whispered, “Flame’s people don’t know either, but that angel… uh, the Archangel said he just left temporarily and will be back soon. We just need to wait for him to return.”

“Wait for him to return?” The G311 director laughed in anger. “What time is it now? Wait for him to return? Both worlds are going to be destroyed—or maybe just our world! What time do we have to wait for him?”

Another silence.

“If we really can’t stop the merging in the end, the Dawn Project’s backup plan will be officially activated.”

The Dawn Project, backup plan.

Unite all countries with nuclear stockpiles. When the worlds fully merge, contain the monsters in the Sea of Death for twenty-four hours, while evacuating the civilians overlapping in the Sea of Death. After twenty-four hours, launch a full nuclear strike.

The goal was to suppress the source of the monsters in the Sea of Death.

But this also meant that the entire Blue Star would need five hundred years to recover from the damage caused by this plan.

Would such a dawn really be a dawn?

Everyone present was silent, the heavy atmosphere spreading, the dark clouds of death looming over everyone’s head.

These matters could even be discussed later, but the most critical issue was the people who would be erased by space-time after the overlap. There was no way to avoid it. No one knew if they would be lucky when faced with the choice of fate.

Only by surviving could they witness the dawn.

The G311 director looked around at the people with pale faces, sighed deeply, and slowly sat down. Her once-straight back was now unconsciously hunched over, revealing a state of exhaustion.

“Creak—”

The door of the conference room was pushed open. “The chief has ordered the release of the ‘Message to the Blue Star Compatriots’ to the world.”

Countless gasps were heard, but no one questioned the decision.

After all, time was indeed running out.

That day, the Chinese official media released a “Message to the Blue Star Compatriots” to the entire Blue Star, to all of humanity.

[To all human compatriots on Blue Star:

Hello, this is the G311 base in China.

As confirmed by joint observations of international joint scientific research institutions and paranormal phenomenon research departments, Blue Star is undergoing an overlapping phenomenon with a world called Ermann Continent due to fluctuations in the latitude of outer space, and human civilization is facing an unprecedented major crisis…]

Once the “Message to the Blue Star Compatriots” was released, the already widely spread rumors were once again dug out. Everyone looked at the announcement issued by the Chinese government and all the observation reports listed with a blank expression. At that moment, their only thought was—

Are you kidding me? Is the world really going to end?

The whole world was in turmoil.

*Two Days Until Public Beta*

The second day after the “Message to the Blue Star Compatriots” fermented, after the extreme incredulity, came an unparalleled daze.

The world seemed to stand still that day, as if they were having a nightmare, not fully recovered, and subconsciously began to snap up supplies.

In an instant, small-scale riots broke out all over the world. Only China, which had been prepared for a long time, dispatched countless troops and police to fully control the security of various places, suppressing the restless riots with extremely tough measures.

Even so, more than 10,000 malicious incidents still occurred in one day, and the number of casualties reached thousands.

The Internet was even more chaotic. China had no choice but to ban all public platforms and push traffic to official live streaming rooms. Every webpage featured a live streaming room of “The Way Home” belonging to the Chinese government.

Arguments, distress, complaints, etc., were all put on pause, and everyone’s eyes fell on this so-called official live streaming room, fully witnessing the brutal war in another world.

An idea gradually became clear:

The end of the world has really arrived.

*The Final Day Until Public Beta*

Two days of noise could not stop the passage of time, the sun set little by little, and then rose little by little, hanging in the sky. The glaring sunlight crawled into the bedroom through the cracks in the curtains, landing on faces that had not slept all night.

Countless people’s eyes were filled with bloodshot veins, staring intently at the live stream on the screen.

At this moment, in the official live streaming room, the central camera position was focused on the so-called Archangel.

Theodore was still entangled with the goddess of light. One of his original three tattered wings was broken again, drooping weakly behind him, blood dripping continuously from the wings.

The goddess of light on the opposite side was also covered in wounds, but remained expressionless, like a puppet being manipulated, standing in front of the necromancer Keen.

Facing each other from a distance, this was already the seventh day of their continuous battle.

Both Theodore and the goddess of light had reached their limits.

On the other hand, behind the goddess of light, the culprit of everything, Keen, was unharmed.

He looked like an uninvolved bystander, looking down at this farce.