Chapter 148: Conquest III

United Nations Headquarters, New York.

In the garden, a colossal revolver sculpture with a knotted barrel stands as a symbol of "No Violence." It was a gift from Luxembourg to the United Nations in 1988 and resides within the UN headquarters' garden.

The meaning of this sculpture is clear: to stop war and prevent bloodshed.

Passing through the garden and entering the interior, the United Nations Assembly Hall features a prominent yellow wall adorned with the UN emblem as the backdrop for the presiding platform. It tilts at an angle of less than ninety degrees, resembling a cliff edge that could collapse at any moment.

The hall's dome displays a starry sky, brilliantly radiant yet dark. Its structure bears no connection to the yellow wall below, offering no sense of stability but instead imposing a tremendous pressure from above, creating a sense of impending collapse.

The room is filled with the continuous hum of discussions.

Luo Ji feels like he's being scrutinized by many people, who then engage in discussions about him. He's been seated in the fifth row near the aisle, and he doesn't even understand how he ended up in the United Nations Assembly Hall directly.

Luo Ji feels that Secretary-General Sayre glanced at him after saying something to the person beside him.

Secretary-General Sayre ascended the podium, surveyed the assembly, and then spoke, "The 19th meeting of the Planetary Defense Council has now entered its final agenda: the announcement of the final list of Wallfacers and the initiation of the Wallfacer Project.

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In a review of the initial appearances of the two Trisolaran intelligences, mainstream defense plans, and their pronounced weaknesses in terms of strategic thinking, deception, camouflage, and vulnerability, and with the unanimous consent of member states, the United Nations Planetary Defense Council hereby announces the selection of the four final Wallfacers.

Wallfacers will be granted extraordinary powers, enabling them to mobilize and utilize a portion of Earth's existing military resources.

During the execution of strategic plans, they are not required to explain their actions and commands, no matter how incomprehensible they may seem. This is essential to exploit the weaknesses of the Trisolarans.

The first Wallfacer: Frederick Tyler."

As the Secretary-General's voice fell silent, Tyler rose from his seat in the first row, walked confidently to the podium, and faced the assembly with an expressionless demeanor.

"The second Wallfacer: Manuel Rey Diaz."

Manuel Rey Diaz, a South American with brown skin, a sturdy build, and a determined gaze, also stood up and ascended the podium, facing the assembly.

"The third Wallfacer: Bill Hans."

A refined British man walked up to the podium, facing the audience.

Tyler, Diaz, and Hans, the three Wallfacers, were the result of a political balance and compromise between the United States, the Third World, and Europe.

Many globally renowned names flashed through Luo Ji's mind as he scanned the figures in the front row.

"The fourth Wallfacer: Luo Ji."

When Secretary-General Sayre slowly raised her right hand and pointed to herself, Luo Ji was bewildered.

He felt dazed, completely unaware of the gazes around him. He mechanically walked up to the podium, as if there were layers of gauze separating him from the voices, which buzzed and mumbled, failing to penetrate Luo Ji's mind.

At this moment, Luo Ji had only one thought: this couldn't be real. If it were real, he wished to revoke his Wallfacer status. He was just an ordinary person, unable to bear the burden of all humanity.

And then, his wish came true.

Outside the conference hall, screams and gunfire erupted, followed by silence. The screams and gunshots snapped Luo Ji out of his daze.

The entire assembly hall suddenly fell quiet. At the entrance, Colonel Van-Zee led the Kryptonian soldiers into the hall, positioning themselves to guard the passageways.

Their distinctive armor and cloaks, as well as the ∞ emblem on their chests, made it abundantly clear that an unimaginable turn of events had occurred.

Kryptonian diplomat Kristine, wearing a beautiful and affable smile, gracefully flew to the podium. She smiled at United Nations Secretary-General Sayre and said, "Please make way; I'm here to announce the future of Earth."

Secretary-General Sayre was taken aback, momentarily allowing Kristin to take her place on the podium.

Christine stood on the podium, looked around the assembly hall filled with representatives from various countries, and with a beautiful smile, said, "There's no need for you to face the wall anymore; Earth has been conquered. Hello, everyone. I am Christine, a diplomat from New Krypton."

Now, representatives from various countries began to exchange messages in secret, arriving at a despairing conclusion.

"All the networks are under control. How did you manage to send messages from the United Nations General Assembly hall?"

"It was them. They opened up the network channels."

"Our country has fallen because of someone with an ∞ emblem on their chest. Bullets and weapons have no effect on them, and they boldly stood in front of our president. No weapon can harm them."

"All our fighter jets, missiles, and electronic devices have been mysteriously controlled. Even our smart rice cookers are being manipulated."

"The nuclear bombs in our local area network are under control. There's no escape for any electronic information-controlled system or network."

"What can we do to resist?"

Inside the assembly hall, an Asian representative remembered the fatalistic technologists who had emerged in their armed forces.

They believed that the Trisolarans' scientific superiority had rendered humanity powerless.

Now, it seemed to be true.

"I believe you have all reached the same conclusion from your respective countries," Christine's beautiful smile appeared demonic in their eyes.

"New Krypton has always upheld the spirit of caring for humanity and humanitarianism. We are delighted to see Earth's population integrate into the New Krypton Empire. With a history of cosmic travel spanning over two million light-years, we will dedicate ourselves to promoting the fusion of various civilizations and fostering the collision of different cultures in the future.

New Krypton is a friendly and kind cosmic empire. Under the leadership of King H'el, we ensure that every citizen who joins the empire enjoys physical and mental comfort. We possess spaceships capable of traveling the universe, and our research into biological genetics has reached a level that no one else can compare to.

Under the New Krypton Empire, as long as you study diligently and make contributions, you can pilot spaceships and warships by yourself. You can also become an esper, possessing abilities like flying, manipulating ice, water, earth, and lightning, and enjoying a lifespan ten times that of a normal human. These abilities, which might seem like myths to you, are within reach.

New Krypton is friendly and kind. We kindly ask that the high-ranking officials of various countries refrain from any resistance, as it may lead to unfavorable impressions of New Krypton and subsequent annihilation. Please cooperate with New Krypton in establishing a unified administrative center.

We guarantee that under the protection of New Krypton, Earth will be worry-free and extremely safe. No extraterrestrial force can easily harm you!

I'm talking about you, Trisolarans."

Christine turned her head and smiled as she looked at one of the Trisolarans in the assembly hall.

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