Worldwide Awakening: My Soul Kinds Are Lost

Chapter 813 - 813: Crisis · World Desertification

Three days of emergency repairs, in the face of crisis, all nations temporarily set aside the conflicts arising from interests, and with the help of metahumans, who previously were forbidden to appear in public.This was all due to the Strategy Bureau's support strategy.

Fortunately, it didn't cause a negative impact. Nations immediately marketed them as unsung heroes silently protecting the world, uninterested in fame and fortune, wholeheartedly devoted to the country, and so on, attributing such personas directly to the metahumans.

Since it couldn't be hidden, they had no choice but to choose the best way to control it.

The repairs had ended and nations restored basic technological conveniences, but the impact had not ended: data loss, program damage, and a series of issues still left nations in a mess.

At least in the short term, various entertainment activities and transportation, medical treatment, etc., still remain inconvenient. It's a major reshuffle, and many believe this is not necessarily a bad thing, thinking they can seize the opportunity to divide new interests.

"Strange, why is the weather getting hotter?" muttered a passerby quietly.

The matters concerning the Sun no longer piqued much curiosity; experts from all nations came out to explain, sounding muddled but very professional, mainly meaning not to overthink, as it was a normal natural phenomenon.

Besides not saying when it would end and how to solve it, everything was fine.

Moreover, because it was now all daylight, working hours had become longer, and added to the previous electromagnetic storm crisis, it now emphasized dedication even more.

"Not only that, the dust is also severe. I forgot to close the window when leaving for work yesterday, and there was a layer of dust when I returned, it drove me mad," someone replied.

Hearing this, Song Jing couldn't help but tense up. As a metahuman with SSS-level superspeed, he was extremely busy, assisting as a liaison between nations to ensure coordination among them.

He was constantly on the move, and rarely had leisure time to buy a drink and hear these things.

He actually didn't pay much attention to the issues of temperature and dust.

However, these two combined made Song Jing think of the Oasis Pyramid. He hadn't witnessed it personally but had heard about it.

Moreover, Changsun Zhong had said that the impact would grow larger, which concerned him. The influence seemed negligible, but insidiously it could be terrifying.

"I need to notify Changsun Zhong."

Otherwise, what else could he do? He had no solution either, and saw the limitations of metahumans.

In the face of a crisis comparable to a natural disaster, metahumans were nothing.

Unless they achieved enough self-awareness to elevate their superpowers, they couldn't fight such an impact.

He tossed the drink bottle into the trash and began to run, everything around him slowing down and rapidly receding.

At the entrance of the Strategy Bureau, he withdrew his superpower since there was no need to use it anymore.

He hurried to Changsun Zhong's office, whose door was open, and knocked while asking, "Is it convenient to chat?"

Changsun Zhong was still busy, though most couldn't understand what he was busy with.

However, the draft papers piled up in the corner were not messy, but very organized.

"Come in." Changsun Zhong recognized Song Jing's voice.

"Just now, on the road..." He shared what he witnessed on the road.

This seemingly insignificant matter made Changsun Zhong pause and lift his head to say, "Could you help call Wu Tu over?"

Wu Tu, possessing an S-level power of a Holy Griffin, could transform into a griffin with powerful melee capabilities, as well as flying, eagle eye, and even some elemental abilities.

Soon, Wu Tu was brought over by Song Jing.

"Deputy Bureau Chief, is there something urgent?" Wu Tu arrived promptly.

Changsun Zhong had become the Deputy Director of the Strategy Bureau, though he held more power than his grandfather, the current director, and all metahumans listened to him, even his grandfather.

"I need you to do something, here's what..." Changsun Zhong explained the plan to Wu Tu, which was to take the appropriate equipment to the sky for observation.

"Alright, I'll handle it immediately." Wu Tu agreed without hesitation and went out to execute the plan.

The efficiency was quite high, especially after suffering Wang Linchi's harsh reprimand, he understood the crisis everyone was in.

By afternoon, the data was quickly transmitted back.

Changsun Zhong's expression turned serious.

"Desertification is happening globally." He concluded.

Previously it was speculation, now there's evidence to prove it.

If satellites still existed, all nations would have noticed, but now, with so many things piled up, there's no time to care about desertification causes.

"And it's desertifying from the inside out. If, as expected, opposite completes ascension, the entire world will become desert."

This was the result he derived through computational models.

The main reason is that the desertification data among nations is too evenly distributed.

"This... can't be, desertification is a process, and it also requires..." Song Jing stayed as he had been waiting, and upon hearing this, he was somewhat shocked too.

He didn't know much about desertification, but he was aware of some concepts.

"Talking science with an unspeakable idea?" Changsun Zhong retorted.

Not everything can be explained scientifically; they easily mess with the whole world, so it's normal to break some common sense or concepts.

"Alright then, what should we do next?" Song Jing realized he was too focused on details and continued, "Now, preventing wind and sand, afforestation might be too late."

"No, that's not the focus." Changsun Zhong sighed, "It's a matter of nations."

"Firstly, they're still dealing with the aftermath of the electromagnetic storms."

"Secondly, they won't believe it. Even if they do believe, it's unlikely they'd truly invest heart and soul in addressing desertification."

"Before that, they might face the high temperature issue first."

"In three days, the temperature could rise by a degree daily."

Changsun Zhong mentioned, while rubbing his temples, as he indeed had no good solution.

"Hopefully, I'm wrong; otherwise, we might soon face a constant high temperature of fifty degrees at the very least."

The constantly rising temperatures, how could they even resolve it?

"Is there no solution?" Song Jing's heart sank, whether desertification or high temperatures, neither was manageable, and most importantly, it was about water.

Without water, everyone would certainly die, and they wouldn't even need Wang Linchi to take action; dragging things out would be fatal.

Moreover, it wouldn't even take a year, at most two months, and they would all perish. Even if not, they'd enter internal conflicts due to water resources.

"It's not that there's no way." Changsun Zhong squinted his eyes, recalling a potential solution.

"Really?" Song Jing asked with surprise, he didn't expect there actually was one.

"The Sun that's been hovering for days might actually be an external rule... Oh, simply put, if we destroy what looks like the Sun but is actually some sort of equipment, there's a ninety percent chance of delaying the crisis." Changsun Zhong explained.

"And the remaining ten percent?" Song Jing didn't ask how to destroy it, knowing it wasn't his task, only concerned about the costs if they failed.

"It would throw our world into another crisis, like cold disaster." Changsun Zhong wasn't very confident either.

Wang Linchi seemed to possess an adaptation evolution ability; changes made would be gradually adapted to by the opponent, eventually forming a new disaster.

"Neither is good." Song Jing felt helpless hearing cold disaster, thinking it was just swinging to extremes, hot or cold.

"Should we still destroy it?"

At this point, Song Jing couldn't make any decision.

"Destroy it; we must destroy it." Changsun Zhong immediately stated, "We can't fall into the opponent's rhythm, even if it could be another trap."

"Moreover, a cold disaster doesn't align with the opponent's ascension ceremony logic."

Song Jing didn't argue back, then thought of another issue, could the opponent have been this cunning on purpose?

"But what if it's a deliberate ploy, and by destroying it, we assist them?" Song Jing questioned again.

This time, Changsun Zhong was silent. If that were the case, and the opponent did it, it would indeed be unsolvable, achieving their goals no matter what they did.