by <unknown>
Perhaps he was thinking too much…
Fisher shook his head and returned to the cabin. The two blonde women turned their heads and looked over at the same time.
"I heard that you've succeeded?"
A blonde woman asked.
"Yes, we should have succeeded."
Fisher nodded. "The fellow Samuel invited the target to his home and then the sniper we arranged got a headshot. He can't be any deader than he is."
"Then why do you look unhappy?"
The blonde woman was relieved and seemed to relax visibly. "Our main goal has been completed. After this, the company will be headless. In less than half a year, it'll be torn apart because of internal fighting and government intervention, isn't that right?"
"I know, it's just…"
Fisher frowned. "Don't you think that guy died too easily?"
"Easily?"
"Yes, I admit that our White Embers' activities are very secretive. Not only did we avoid the Internet and satellite networks, but we also completely concealed every single trace with the help of this continent's government. But after all, the other party is the founder of Blackwatch."
Fisher was a little disturbed. "Could he really be eliminated by us, just like that, with barely a squeak?
"Then what do you expect of him? Do you think all this is just a trap?" The blonde woman was puzzled.
"I don't know."
Fisher shook his head and explained resolutely, "If we had used several of our backups, even the last trump card in the embassy, before we managed to kill our target, I wouldn't doubt it at all. But now we've killed him off without using the backup methods at all. This is what makes me so uneasy."
"Don't scare yourself, Fisher."
The blonde woman then persuaded with a smile. "Getting worked up over that has no meaning at all. Let's look at the DNA testing. This is something that will not deceive us… Whether the mission is a success or a failure, we'll soon get the answer."
Fisher reluctantly nodded and said no more.
The three people remained sitting in front of the radio transceiver, waiting from morning to evening.
At 7 o'clock in the evening, finally, the radio sent a message composed of a series of beeps again.
Fischer turned on the device quickly as if in a conditioned reflex and started accepting the signals with a solemn expression.
After the signal was deciphered and reconstructed, only five words were obtained —
"DNA sample is a match."
At the moment they saw these words, the three of them were frozen as if they had turned to stone. Then the two blonde women could not refrain from jumping up and high-fiving each other. "We've won, we've really won!"
"We've won, Fisher, we've won, we've gotten rid Chen Chen!"
The bright laughter of the two young women rang throughout the entire cabin. Even Fisher on the side was surprised at first, but then he had to accept this truth.
The man named Chen Chen was really dead.
"It seems that I was worrying for nothing."
Fischer exhaled and slowly got used to this reality and then said to the two blonde women who were celebrating raucously, "Pass this news to the top. Presumably, they'll be able to sleep well after receiving this news…"
"Do we still use the radio?"
The blonde woman broke out of her cheering and grinned with a flushed face. "Or should we use mobile phones, Facebook, Twitter?"
"What are you talking about."
When Fisher heard this, his face turned dark and serious instantly. "This isn't the time to let down our guard. Don't forget, the actual scary thing about this company is its pervasive network strength. Even if the founder has died, within the next few days they can still maintain a stable operation. If we want to return to living in public, we have to at least wait until the company is annexed by the local government. Understand?"
"Got it…"
After hearing all this, the two of them recovered from their previous excitement and sat again in front of the radio transceiver, sending messages obediently.
"There's no point then…"
At the same time, Chen Chen, who was far away in Africa, silently watched the conversation between Fisher and two blonde women on the screen, with a sorry look. "Are they going to be so strict about things? This is a bit troublesome."
"It doesn't matter, Sir Godfather."
Little X's voice immediately chimed in. "He can persist and the people around him can persist, but it doesn't mean that his subordinates and his superiors can also persist so well."
As Little X spoke, a list was slowly printed out from the printer. It was a long list with the names of at least five hundred people. "This is the record of all the White Embers members that have been exposed in Switzerland. These people are all hidden around Zurich. Most of them are just doing auxiliary work. There are only about a hundred actual core participants."
As she spoke, Little X suddenly corrected herself. "Your Godfather, a correction. I've just retrieved a message using the keywords 'Chen Chen's death'. This message was sent by the head of a Swiss financial group to a member of another financial group.
"At present, this message is spread continuously and very quickly at that. Our method has succeeded. With your feigned death, it's easy to track down the forces behind White Embers."
Chen Chen nodded then. "It seems that Fisher's painstaking planning has failed. In that case, we can spring the trap."
"Are we rounding up all the participants in White Embers?"
Little X asked.
"No, for the ones behind the entire thing, we'll leave them alone for now. We just have to bring Fisher to the 'playground' that was prepared."
Chen Chen could not help but broke out into a cold smirk. "As for the group of people behind White Embers, I have other plans…"
In accordance with Chen Chen's order, on the small road leading to the cabin, a pickup truck with its engine roaring, carrying some cargo, drove over the bumps on the path, gradually approaching the cabin.
There was no lack of White Embers sentries on the way to the cabin, but what was strange was that as the pickup truck approached, those sentries vanished without a sound along the way.
This was not to say that these sentries were killed by someone, but that they really disappeared. First, the sound of the pickup was heard by these sentries who came out to investigate. However, in the next second, there was only a click and the firearms that the sentries were holding dropped to the ground while they had disappeared…
This strange phenomenon kept recurring beside the pickup truck. It was as if the pickup truck was driving into an uninhabited region and it finally reached the front of the cabin, which was the central headquarters of the White Embers.
"Why is there the sound of a car here?"
Inside the cabin, Fisher and the other two also heard the sound of the engine approaching from a distance. The three looked at each other and Fisher immediately shouted toward the door, "John, what's going on outside?"
Even so, no one answered him from outside.
Fisher's expression turned completely solemn.
He slowly drew his pistol, walked carefully to the window, and looked out, only to see a dark red cross-country pickup truck parked outside the cabin, with its constantly roaring engine.
Other than that, there was nothing outside the cabin.
Yes, the sentries guarding outside the cabin had all disappeared without a trace.
"What the h*ll is going on?"
Fisher looked even more perplexed. He stared at the pickup outside the window, wearing a grim, suspicious expression.
If the pickup truck was an enemy, the guards outside the cabin would naturally have attacked the opponent. If this was an ally instead, then why would the guards outside the door collectively disappear?
Just when Fisher was flooded with puzzlement, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be some kind of cargo in the trunk of the pickup truck.
Wa
s that a black ball, in total pitch-black, fixed to the top of the trunk?
This was the only thought in Fischer's mind because, in the next second, he suddenly heard two feminine exclamations behind him. Their voices were not filled with misery, but rather a sort of disbelief.
Fisher quickly turned around and looked behind him.
Nonetheless, there was nothing behind him…
The two high-level White Embers members had vanished under Fisher's nose.
"How can this be…"
Fisher's pupils shrank and he murmured in a low voice. In the next second, he noticed a sudden inexplicable chill emanating from the lower half of his body.
Fisher lowered his head subconsciously, only to see that his lower body was vanishing continuously and the speed of this disappearance was extremely fast. A ripple of blue light surged up, and in an instant, most of Fisher's body had disappeared!
The main thing was, he could still sense his own body!
Fisher's heart clenched in alarm. He could not react in time and only felt the blue light flashed over him. Then, his vision changed completely, going from the previous cabin to a dark and cold room!
At this sudden switch in space-time, he felt dizzy and his vision blurred. Only then did he realize that he was not alone. There were dozens of people here.
"John, Jennifer, you guys…"
Fisher glanced at everyone in a dumbfounded manner. At this moment, everyone looked at him as if he were a ghost, including the two blonde women who had disappeared just now, and the guards who were outside the cabin before.
In a dimly lit room less than 100 square meters in size, the place was already densely crowded with people.
"It's that thing, that thing brought us here!"
Just when Fisher was staring with mouth agape, about to ask what in the world was going on, a blonde woman named Jennifer suddenly pointed at something behind Fisher. "Everyone said that it brought us here, and I saw it with my own eyes. It emitted a blue light, and then you appeared here!"
Following the answer of the blonde woman, Fisher quickly turned his head, only to see that behind him, there was a pitch-black sphere about one meter in diameter!
It was the same as the black ball he had just seen on the pickup truck!
"We're not on land!"
Just then, someone shouted again, "The floor of the room is swaying slowly. Although it's a very subtle movement, I can guarantee that we're not on land, but on a ship!"
That person's words broke them out of their reverie, including Fisher. Everyone started looking all over the place for an exit, but apart from a locked steel door, the entire room had no entrance or exit.
At this time, Fisher had already taken this opportunity, when everyone was panicking, to pull aside his most trusted subordinate and the two blonde women. He lowered his voice and asked, "Who knows what happened just now? Why did we suddenly appear here?"
Everyone shook their heads blankly and then someone suddenly said, "Obviously, us coming here must be related to the pickup. Everyone encountered the pickup truck before they found themselves in this d*mn place!"
Fisher instantly nodded and agreed, "You're right, I realized that too."
With that said, he pointed to the black ball nearby that was surrounded by the crowd of people. "It's that thing. When I was observing the pickup just now, I noticed that this thing was also on the trunk of the pickup."
"In that case, our appearance here is linked to that black ball?"
The blonde woman tamped down the panic in her heart and quickly asked, "Then does anyone know what this is, why it's able to transmit us from where we were to this place in an instant, and what its purpose is?"
"Gantz…"
At this moment, a young man who had been silent on the side suddenly whispered, "I know what this black sphere is, it's called Gantz…"
"What!"
Fisher's eyes suddenly lit up and he squeezed the young man's shoulders like a drowning man clutching at a straw. "Albo, what are you talking about?"
"This black sphere is called Gantz!"
The youth's eyes gleamed with fear as he murmured, "This is something that first appeared in a comic. It can teleport humans at any time, transporting humanity to various dangerous places to fight against aliens… I can't believe this is true, that Gantz exists in the world. I can't believe it…"
At this point, the young man's face was seized by terror. He broke free of Fisher and curled up at once in the corner of the room.
"D*mn it, Albo, what are you talking about?"
Fisher felt even more lost. What comic, what Gantz? As he had never been exposed to such information before, he had no idea what the other guy was saying.
"What he means is that Gantz is a comic."
Just then, another man who seemed very calm came over. Fisher knew him and only recalled that he was also one of the members of the White Embers, but his name would not come to mind.
At this time, the man was speaking in a steady voice, "I've also read this non-mainstream manga. It was created by a Japanese manga artist in 2000. It tells the story of a black sphere that constantly collects people that were about to die, gathering all of them to complete the tasks issued by the black sphere.
"And this black sphere is called Gantz…"
Chapter 339: I Want to Play a Game |
A few days ago.
Inside the Spire Experimental Base, Chen Chen looked at the two black spheres taken from the Gantz dimension again, wearing an anguished look.
The little bit of electricity he had painstaking accumulated was used up again.
In addition to the one extracted before, Chen Chen now had three black spheres.
"We can only extract the black spheres."
Little X said somewhat ruefully, "After all, there''s no close-up shot of the Gantz satellite in the movie Gantz. We can't extract it. Although we have also obtained the blueprint of the satellite, it's relatively challenging to reproduce this kind of satellite."
"Indeed, without a Gantz satellite, long-distance teleportation is impossible."
Chen Chen nodded. If there was a Gantz satellite to act as the hub, the target could be transmitted to any designated location as long as it was within the signal radiation range of the Gantz server.
If there was no Gantz satellite for support, only point-to-point teleportation could be performed, that was, the mutual teleportation between two Gantz black spheres.
Of course, if they did not even have a Gantz server, then the Gantz spheres were essentially useless junk.
Thinking of this, Chen Chen raised his head and looked at the corner of the three laboratories, where a spiral cone full of weird intricate patterns was placed quietly.
This was the Gantz server manufactured by Little X. Except for its size being much smaller than the one that Chen Chen saw in the world of Gantz, the rest of it was the same in appearance and design.
Moreover, the artificial intelligence in this server was X-112, which had been transformed into E language.
Now everything was in place and they only lacked one final piece.
After the conversation between Chen Chen and Little X, three naked men walked in from outside the door, nodded toward Chen Chen, then turned around and walked toward the three black spheres.
As if in response, the three black spheres suddenly gave a click, and two rows of display shelves suddenly spread out on both sides of each black sphere, exposing an internal gap.
From Chen Chen's point of view, he could faintly make out that it was a seat, just that the space was a little smaller.
Immediately, the three naked men got in without hesitation and curled up in the narrow gaps.
Then the two rows of display racks suddenly closed and the entire Gantz sphere shrank back into a perfect ball shape again.
"The 'CPU' has entered."
Little X reminded. "The black spheres indeed use human brains as their CPU. It may be the reason the dimension in Gantz didn't have powerf
ul artificial intelligence. Therefore, you can only rely on the human brain to perform the astronomical calculations needed for teleporting matter.
"After all, the human brain has about 100 billion neurons. Each neuron is equivalent to a microprocessor, which is much stronger than a computer's transistor, and each neuron is connected to hundreds of nearby neurons. It's hundreds of times more complex than the connection of a computer transistor. Once this is borrowed by the black sphere, amazing computing power can be unleashed.
"In other words, the brain is the most complex computer created by nature."
Chen Chen nodded and said, "Are these people my clones?"
Little X replied, "Yes, all the clones in the T-virus experiment have brains, so they can act as the CPUs of the black spheres."
Hearing this, Chen Chen looked at the Gantz server at the side again and said excitedly, "In that case, let's start the experiment process. As long as the experiment is successful, it means that we'll no longer be restricted in terms of transportation and can deploy our forces globally…"
…
A few days later, in the present.
In the Gulf of Lion, France, a huge black ship was anchored in the port, attracting the attention of countless tourists there.
This was located in the European Mediterranean area while the Gulf of Lion was located on the southern coast of France, only 200 kilometers away from Switzerland.
The huge black ship had been inspected by the authorities before, so it could be anchored in the port. At this time, the huge black ship that had been parked here overnight suddenly emitted a deafening whistle, started up again, and began to leave the port.
Just like when it came, it did not carry a single passenger when it left as if it was so out of step with this world that it left by itself.
The name of this huge ship was the Blacklight, the world's largest private cruise ship.
What everyone did not know was that hundreds of people were being held in the depths of the cargo warehouse in this cruise ship.
"What kind of joke is this, what Gantz, what comic… What the h*ll are you talking about!"
In the dark and damp cargo warehouse of the cruise ship, a plump man with large limbs and a face twisted in panic clung tightly to another man.
