Super God-Level Top Student-Chapter 675 - 267 Foresight

The greatest feat of the internet is probably its ability to create an atmosphere where collective fantasies seem to become reality.

This atmosphere is sufficient to start a rift between the online world and reality.

For example, in reality, if one can earn a hundred thousand yuan a month, their earning ability has already surpassed ninety percent of the people in this world. But on the internet, I'm sorry, earning just a hundred thousand a month is considered wealthy?! My three-year-old's allowance is more than that...

After encountering such rhetoric often enough, many who can't produce five-digit sums start to fall under some illusion.

Several hundred thousand is not considered money; BBA doesn't count as a real car.

What? You can't even earn a hundred thousand a month?

Who gave you the courage to go online?!

Unfortunately, the internet can't replace reality, and human technology hasn't advanced to the point where it can digitize our thoughts, upload them directly online and let everyone live the life of a multimillionaire.

So back to reality, and specifically to the yuan, a hundred thousand is indeed not a small figure. In terms of purchasing power, it could surpass ninety percent of the people in the world.

As for having over a billion yuan, that's a fortune ninety-nine point infinite nine percent of the population on this planet will never attain in their lifetime.

Even for an organization like Langley, taxing over three hundred million US Dollars is indeed a significant sum.

So the pressure from the internet quickly backfired to the west and accumulated upon Romand Willi.

He had envisaged everything and was prepared for many contingencies, but he never would have imagined that the actual video from the press conference would leak out!

"Are all the people at the Special Service Bureau a bunch of dolts?! Can someone tell me what the hell is going on?" When Romand Willi squeezed these words through clenched teeth, it was clear somebody was going to have a bad time.

"We've investigated thoroughly. The videos were recorded by CNN journalist Ross Qiong using his phone. Before he could react, he stuck the phone under the seat with non-sticky glue, intending to check it afterwards and then figure out how to get it out. But somehow the video leaked."

"He doesn't know?"

"Well, his claim is that he also doesn't know. But there was a large sum of money transferred into his account, we are tracing the source of these funds."

"Ha, he doesn't know?! So where is this journalist Ross Qiong now?"

"He committed suicide in his apartment this morning out of fear of prosecution, but we can arrange the time of death for tomorrow."

Romand Willi pursed his lips, finding himself at a loss for words.

The efficiency of this suicide was so high, he didn't even know where to direct his anger.

"Make sure the job is done neatly!"

"Um... it might not be that neat... He was very resistant at the time, and it was an accident..."

Romand Willi glared at his assistant, but ultimately did not lose his temper.

After all, it was an operational blunder by field agents.

These were all trivial matters, though.

In any case, getting shot in the back could also be ruled a suicide, and the operations of his own field agents were surely not more botched than those on the other side at the Special Service Bureau.

As for freedom and human rights...

The rules on this land have always been simple, as long as you don't interfere with the big bosses' interests, you can do whatever you want.

If you really can't make ends meet, why not visit the nearby supermarket and help yourself to some goods without paying?

But if you touch the only taboo, who dies if not you?!

Not even gods could save you!

A man in his thirties still a journalist, couldn't see such simple rules, and still foolishly sought profit by betraying the bosses' interests. It can only be said that foolish greed is always so fatal.

Yes, at this moment Romand Willi also forgot what it was that made him approve the final test of a material model with an unclear provenance, and choose to publicize it at a key moment.

Humanity's common failing is probably to have one set of standards to judge others, and then set another for themselves.

For example, Romand Willi thinks he's closer to the bosses and puts their interests first. So he's naturally different.

His contemplation certainly won't stray from the most genuine thoughts at the bosses' core.

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"If only that Qiao Ze could also commit suicide."

This statement scared his assistant pale, prompting him to hastily change the subject.

"Your Excellence, you have seen the latest assessment report. Artificial Intelligence, combined with robotic technology, could completely change the old security and defense models, and might even rewrite traditional land warfare.

Cyber warfare could become the most critical means of defeating the enemy. But for inland security, combined with AI's control of the internet, there's almost no space for maneuver!"

"I understand, I get it, I was just reflecting. Wait, if so... could an operative who underwent merely a month of rushed training obtain the material model we needed from a place protected by artificial intelligence?!"

"Um..."

"Forget it, it's already in the past! Remember, Ben Ronny was a senior and elite field agent, he has made a great contribution and has been sacrificed!"

"Yes, he has been sacrificed."

Although the brief exchange marked the passing of two people, one in the physical sense and one in factual terms, to those able to sit in this office, it wasn't a big deal.

From the day of birth, everyone has an end.

One can only sigh that while some people are dead, they still live on in data. Yet others who are alive are already dead in the realm of big data.

Only Dou Dou remains the most content, barely causing any trouble and indeed able to live to the very end of civilization, in a certain sense.