Chapter 1403: Chapter 1263: Fake News!
Chapter 1403: Chapter 1263: Fake News!
“Are you saying…
an unprecedented, massive aurora occurred in the northwest part of Daxia??”
Due to the ti difference, the middle of the night in Daxia was broad daylight in Arica.
In the office, a bearded, gray-haired professor held the report brought by a student and asked with a subtly intrigued tone.
“Uh…
it seems to be shown in the data…
...
right?” The student standing before him dared not look at the teacher’s expression.
“Think again.” The professor, disappointed but not without hope, gave the student a second chance.
“This…” The student grew more anxious, “A tornado?”
The professor blew on his beard in exasperation, “Why did I end up with a student like you?
What kind of tornado affects half of East Asia?!”
The student blinked, “A super-huge tornado?”
“Thud, thud, thud!!” The professor could no longer control his expression, furiously pounding on the desk, “Do you think that’s possible?!!!!”
“I also think it’s unlikely, but the data…” the student stamred.
“Haven’t you considered the possibility of radar interference?!” The professor finally abandoned the idea of testing the student’s thoughts.
“Interference?” The student looked doubtful, “On such a large scale??
Impossible, right?”
“So, you think a large-scale radar interference is impossible, but auroras and tornadoes of the sa scale are possible?”
“Uh…
is that not correct?”
“Get out of my office!!!!”
Seeing the professor enraged, the student quickly lowered his head to apologize and turned to flee the room.
But just as he turned around, there was a sudden knock on the office door.
He glanced at the teacher and, upon receiving a nod, pulled open the door.
Outside stood a man in a suit and leather shoes, accompanied by two governnt staff in military uniforms, “Hello, we are looking for Professor Elena Connell.”
As they spoke, they had already spotted the professor and walked closer to clearly see the information in his hands.
“Good day, Professor, it seems you are already aware of the reason for our visit,” the one in the suit began.
The old professor nodded but didn’t give them the answer they were expecting, “I know why you’re here, but this kind of data…
it’s truly the first ti in my life I have seen it…”
At this point, he suddenly stopped, looked at his student, and said: “Go tend to your own work.”
Clearly, he didn’t want his student involved in governnt affairs, especially when he couldn’t discern the extent of the issue and the student clearly lacked brightness…
The young student obediently left the office, and the last thing he heard before walking away was—
“Do you think it is possible…
that Daxia is testing so kind of special weapon?
Especially…
weather weapons?”
The voices beca fainter and eventually inaudible.
…
This situation was not unique, but happened in top academies around the globe.
Even in Daxia, the event caused quite a stir—the only difference was that no governnt staff ca knocking on doors.
There was no helping it.
teorological observation data had long been public and shared globally, mainly used to monitor global climate changes to provide coordinated teorological forecasts and research.
There was no need to keep secrets.
Not just top teorological labs and academic institutions, but even ordinary people could see it through teorological radar echo maps.
It’s just that normally people wouldn’t go looking at this, lacking the necessary professional tools, nor could they receive alerts or perform analysis.
So, such a widespread radar anomaly simply couldn’t be hidden!
*
Henry received a phone call and climbed out of bed in the dead of the night, his heart pounding with dread!
He had considered the possibility that Lincoln’s research might go awry—from the ti Lincoln asked for a remote location and demanded all experintal personnel to use robots, he had a foreboding expectation.
But the worst case he imagined was a massive explosion destroying the large laboratory.
Although the cost was extrely high, if it was an experint on the level of a “Positron Reaction Furnace,” then the price was not unbearable.
But even if it was a lab explosion, could it really make such a big commotion?
Don’t tell sothing irreversible and serious happened!
He quickly dialed Lincoln’s phone number, and the call was answered imdiately.
“Hello?
What’s up?
Calling in the middle of the night, what’s the matter?” Lincoln’s voice was very calm.
“What’s the matter?” Henry’s heart, which had just settled, imdiately beca restless again.
“You caused such a big incident, and you’re asking what’s the matter?”
“Big incident?” Lincoln’s voice sounded puzzled, “What big incident?”
“Nothing happened in the lab?” Lincoln’s voice was so normal that Henry couldn’t help but wonder if there was so misunderstanding.
But in the next mont, Lincoln answered, “There was.”
His voice was still very calm, but what he said made Henry unable to keep his composure: “The strong magnetic confinent field was breached, and there was a miniature gamma-ray burst, but it’s not a big problem.”
“What did you say?!” Henry’s voice and pupils instantly dilated.
“Gamma-ray burst?!
Isn’t that an astronomical level disaster?
And you call that not a big problem?!!”
“Miniature!
Miniature!” Lincoln stressed repeatedly.
“A ‘miniature’ that can interfere with half of Daxia’s teorological radar?
Do I look that gullible to you?”
“Radar?” Lincoln’s voice paused for a second, “It’s not a big problem!
Look, even the closest county wasn’t affected at all, isn’t that not a big problem?”
Lincoln’s words cald Henry down a bit.
It seems…
that was indeed the case?
If it was just the radar picking up signals, though the area affected was vast and exaggerated, the actual impact was not significant—it would at most temporarily affect the accuracy of weather forecasts.
“Alright, please give the lowdown—in the worst-case scenario, how much damage could your experint cause?”
“Don’t worry, I was very careful.
At most, at most one-fifth of the equipnt in the core experintal area would be damaged and one-third would need maintenance for precision damage—that possibility is incredibly low!”
“Phew, that’s good to hear.” Henry breathed a sigh of relief and even showed concern for Lincoln’s health, “Get so rest early, don’t stay up late working, health is most important.”
After hanging up the phone, he began to hurriedly organize a eting to figure out a suitable excuse for Lincoln’s “experintal accident.”
Three hours later, they concocted a reason—testing of new nuclear fusion technology pathways.
Believe it or not, that’s your problem, but after daybreak at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs’ regular press conference, just ask, and I’ll say just that, believe it or not!
Henry rubbed his bloodshot eyes, planning to catch so more sleep.
But just as he lay down and hadn’t closed his eyes yet, his mobile phone rang again.
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—Just two minutes ago, in the sa position, the second broad-scale teorological radar interference occurred.
What’s more troubleso: after stewing for three hours, this big news had already been reported, making the front-page headlines of many overseas dia outlets.
The processed radar interference map they presented looked like a huge red and green disk covering the light-colored map of Daxia, swallowing up large swaths of Daxia’s territory.
The headlines too were each more sensational than the last—
[Shock!
A broad-scale electromagnetic signal interference exploded in the northwest part of Daxia—suspected testing of new broad-range lethal weapons!]
[Professor Connell: An unprecedented phenonon!
The possibility of broad-range weather weapons cannot be excluded!]
[Super auroras over the East Asian continent?
Or a super bomb in the hands of a major power?]
[Impact covers 3000 kiloters!
A world-ending weapon stronger than nuclear weapons?]
[Once again, an abrupt, fault-line style new technology experint with no buildup!
Has genius scientist Lincoln started manufacturing weapons?]
…
The radar interference map looked so alarming that it made the spread of the news terrifyingly efficient, and by the ti it was daylight in Daxia, the map had already spread all over the world.
With a second outbreak in such a short ti, the previous excuse was no longer tenable.
Even more absurd was that Lincoln, despite being busy, still found ti to post a reaction—
[Fake News!]
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