Iceland in the North Atlantic.

The temperature here is cold all year round, and apart from the gritty coniferous forest, there is little green to entrench on it.

A pickup truck shuttles through the snow-white land, the kilometer road has long been covered by heavy snow, and the pickup truck leaves a continuous rut in this ancient and rarely visited land.

In the pickup truck, the driver in a thick suit is concentrating on the steering wheel.

The co-pilot, a middle-aged white man in a down jacket and a black scarf, looked through a stack of reports with a cold expression.

Free as a bird.

It's the next best thing to be.

Free as a bird.

Like a homing bird I'll fly

As a bird on wings.

……

The Beatles' singing was whispered in the car, and the sound of freedom was fascinating, and both of them were silent, each doing their own thing.

It's a road close to the coast, but unfortunately the sea is now covered with thick ice.

After passing a street sign that says (Brunhoud 75KM), it means that they are still 75km away from Brunhoud in the north.

However, after passing the road sign, the driver did not choose to follow the road, but turned northwest.

The direction they are heading is Skaftafell National Park in Vatnajökull Glacier Field, a road that is not on the map.

The weather is windy and snowy, cold and dim fill the place, the pickup truck turns on the headlights, the driver seems to be very familiar with this road, and the driving seems to be easy.

After driving more than 30 kilometers to the northwest, the pickup truck came to a valley in the ice field, and the driver rhythmically turned on and off the headlights more than a dozen times.

Immediately, the bottom of a huge rock not far away slowly cracked, and a passage appeared there, and the driver flicked the steering wheel to drive the pickup truck into the passage, and the passage slowly closed.

Leaving the snow outside, the rut was soon covered in snow and disappeared without a trace, as if nothing had happened.

Deep in the passage.

"It's here!"

The middle-aged white man in the co-pilot opened the car door without saying a word, lifted his suitcase and walked towards a door on the left.

When he came to the door, he took off his left glove and pressed it on a screen.

Drip! The door then parted left and right, and he walked in, and the door quickly closed again, and inside the silver-white cabin, the middle-aged white man casually pressed the button on one side [—15].

The cabin shuddered slightly, and then slid down, apparently an elevator.

After getting out of the elevator and turning a few more passages, he came to his destination, a silver-white monochromatic room, in which there were six other people in addition to the middle-aged white man.

"Mozart, you're late." An old voice rang out in the room, and the voice was made by an old man with gray hair, his sharp eyes that made it difficult to look directly.

Mozart, a middle-aged white man, pushed his suitcase along the table to the white-haired old man: "I'm going to investigate the thinking club, here are some materials and brainwave glasses." ”

The old man opened the suitcase, which contained three brown paper bags, a brainwave glasses, and a matching microbase station.

"Why don't you use G-Net?" Another voluptuous blonde woman asked.

"Irina, don't be too confident." Mozart warned solemnly.

Irina's white and flawless arms, lightly supporting the side cheeks, the amorous in those eyes seemed to be moving, she took a puff of mint cigarette, and spit out the smoke lightly: "Whew! Are you saying that the G network is not secure?"

"That person is not simple, a person who can develop virtual worlds and brainwave glasses, and is a top mathematician himself, do you really think that the Internet is safe in front of him?" Mozart asked rhetorically.

The other four frowned as well.

The old man at the head knocked on the table, put down the investigation report in his hand, and said solemnly: "The threat of the Thinking Society and that person is getting bigger and bigger, and we must find a way to solve it." ”

Pressing the cigarette in her hand on the ashtray, the corners of Irina's mouth curled slightly: "Why don't you think about absorbing him?" We don't also recruit some Orientals. ”

Mozart shook his head and said, "So I said you are too confident, do you think the other party will join us?"

"Why not?" Irina replied with a smile.

Others also expressed some opinions one after another, mainly divided into two opinions, the Zhao'an faction led by Irina, and the eradication faction led by Mozart.

The old man closed his eyes and pondered the opinions of both sides, and finally he said slowly: "Prepare with both hands, Irina you are responsible for contacting each other, Mozart you are responsible for the eradication plan." ”

"Yes."

“OK。”

"If the other party is unwilling, he must be eliminated at all costs." The old man commanded coldly.

Mozart raised his left hand, pointed his index finger at the ceiling, and said fanatically: "All for the glory of the Lord." ”

"You get the branches ready, we're running out of time." The old man continued.

"Do we have to plan ahead?" Irina was taken aback.

The old man said coldly: "It's just a rehearsal, just the opportunity to rebalance the world." ”

"So fast?"

"Isn't it too rushed?"

"This is the will of the Lord, get ready!" The old man decided on this matter categorically.

Everyone's hearts sank.

……

Mozart and Irina, as well as a person in charge of the rehearsal plan, went their separate ways.

The butterflies of Colombia will set off a hurricane, the unpredictable future, and countless timelines are entangled.

Iceland – Egilsstaðir.

One after another, civil airliners flew all over the world, and no one knew that among these people, there was something hidden enough to change the world.

November 11th.

Brainwave glasses were sold nationwide in Shell Barter, and as soon as the sales channel was opened, orders soared wildly.

Within ten minutes of going on sale, the brainwave glasses had accumulated orders of up to 1.67 million units.

It wasn't until an hour later that the brainwave glasses had received a total of 5.43 million orders, and at this time, the rate of order increase showed a downward trend.

In fact, the market potential of brainwave glasses is still very large, but because there is no 6G network coverage in many areas, this has temporarily suppressed the sales of brainwave glasses.

In the factory in Jiangcheng, the packed brainwave glasses were transported out by trucks, along with logistics trucks and civil aviation planes, these brainwave glasses will be sent to all buyers.

The sales of brainwave glasses have made the virtual world, Nanke Dream World, more popular, especially those online store merchants and studios, who need staff to enter Nanke Dream World.

In the case of the trade-off, the Internet companies outside the Citizen's House have become more and more difficult, and many investors and shareholders have withdrawn their capital.

For example, Dongying SoftBank has withdrawn its investment in Huaguo Internet companies on a large scale, and even Alibaba's shares have been sold off, and the consequence of not selling is that it will be finished with Alibaba.

Majack bought back SoftBank's stake from Son at a price 20% above the market price, and then applied for a privatization and delisting of rice shares.

The wave of Huaguo Internet Company's delisting of rice stocks has become an inevitable trend, and whoever does not withdraw will die in rice stocks.

Alibaba, who completed the privatization, quickly applied to join the Citizen's Home, becoming the second giant among the Internet giants to surrender.

Ali's decision suddenly triggered a fundamental change in the domestic Internet, and the unification of the Internet has become the general trend.

This is the end of the barbaric growth of capital, and they will be firmly kept in cages by the House of Citizens.