On April 4th, after the sense of touch was eliminated, every organization or group in the world was essentially paralyzed.
Existing dical resources and Mind Power-related items or abilities simply could not protect the majority of people from elimination, and the majority being unable to control their bodies ant they could do nothing at all.
In this way, not only could these people not produce anything, they would instead require care from a very small minority of others. Otherwise, in the remaining eleven days, without anyone to care for them, they would likely die in large numbers.
Countries that had prepared in advance were sowhat better off; nations like the Suroma Empire and Beixing had pre-arranged designated personnel to take care of others.
However, so small countries lacking foresight and capability imdiately fell into a state of total collapse.
Guan Tong saw a few posts on the website, one of which was posted by a user from the Tulip Federation.
The post's title was "The Fragile Federation Has Completely Collapsed Under This Rule."
The content ntioned that since the mid-period of the eighth Doomsday Rule, a civil war had erupted within the Tulip Federation. Warlords, large and small, ford their own alliances, attacking dissidents, resulting in extrely heavy casualties.
This civil war started with the eighth rule and continued all the way until the tenth rule, still not concluded. And now, today, when touch was randomly eliminated, the civil war abruptly stopped.
It wasn't that they didn't want to fight, but they simply couldn't fight anymore. The vast majority of personnel had completely lost their combat effectiveness. A small number of higher-ups used thods to preserve their senses, but they would not personally engage in hand-to-hand combat.
After all, fighting to the death was the business of their underlings. The higher-ups among these warlords were each more afraid of death than the last; getting them to personally take the field was quite unlikely.
Thus, under this opportunity, the civil war ended, and with it ended the Tulip Federation. This organization, created barely a year ago, whose paper strength could once rival that of the Suroma Empire and Beixing, declared its dissolution amidst the civil war.
All factions returned to their own territories to recuperate. The largest warlord force within the Federation was also severely damaged in this civil war; its selected "alpha wolf" was almost killed, losing all restraining power over the other warlords.
Apart from the dissolution of the Tulip Federation, it could be predicted that after the rules ended in mid-April, many small countries that had been barely clinging to life would also vanish.
After that, the world would likely only be left with a few powerful national entities. The rest would probably be various large and small survival groups, international Ascendant rcenaries, and the like.
It must be rembered that the first Doomsday Rule was announced in April last year. Only one year has passed until this April, and the world has undergone such drastic changes, truly unimaginable.
However, Guan Tong believed that subsequent changes in the situation might accelerate even further. Because judging from the information he learned from the "Kimos Star puzzle fragnt," the number of people on Tianshui Star was still far too many for the Fire Thief. It would definitely continue to use various rules to keep reducing the numbers.
...
How long has it been?
The man wondered.
Right now, his vision was pitch black. He couldn't perceive his body at all, only a consciousness drifting about, like a ghost.
The man usually prided himself on being calm and unflappable in the face of events, but when his sense of touch was eliminated, he truly panicked.
This state of being unable to perceive one's body was simply too terrifying.
He couldn't even figure out if he was still alive now, or if he had already died and his soul had left his body?
Since he still had consciousness, he should still be alive. But being alive in this state made him feel worse than death.
Deathly silence and darkness were almost completely swallowing him whole.
He felt as if his soul was tearing apart. His brain kept sending out various signals, but there was simply no reception or feedback.
And so, a peculiar situation erged.
"I... I can see?"
The man felt his vision gradually brighten. Multicolored lights flickered and danced, leaping about like a group of tiny figures.
He tried to join them, but the next mont, the light vanished without a trace, and everything returned to darkness.
It was an illusion!
The man was stunned for a mont before realizing that what he had just "seen" was rely an illusion created by his brain.
After the body could no longer provide any feedback, it could only create illusions to deceive itself.
This made the man wonder: If what I just saw was an illusion, then could my life over the past thirty-so years also just be an illusion created by my brain?
What is real, what is false. The man was completely confused. If all his activities relied on his brain releasing and receiving signals, then how could he determine whether his current self was normal, or whether his past self was normal?
Was it possible that he had actually been in this state all along, with only a single thought? That the life of the past thirty-so years was just a slightly longer-lasting illusion?
But does the length of ti have any aning to the brain's consciousness? If the brain can alter its perception of ti, couldn't one second beco eternally long, and eternity beco as short as one second?
Then have I truly lived for over thirty years, or have I only lived for one second? I can't tell, I just can't tell...
"Hey! Hey!"
Beside a bed in a shelter, the administrator anxiously slapped the face of the man on the bed.
A piercing alarm sounded from the bracelet on the man's wrist, a sign of weakening vital signs.
The administrator slapped several tis before rembering that this was completely useless. He tried to administer so dicine to the man, but it had no effect. The bracelet's alarm continued to sound.
A few minutes later, the bracelet emitted a long "beep—" sound. The administrator checked the man and confird he was dead.
"Sigh..."
He sighed, shaking his head helplessly. He could only quickly go to the data room, turn on the computer, and report the death.
At the sa ti, death reports from various shelters flooded the Counterasures Research Office's filing system.
The analysts in the analysis room were sowhat overwheld, growing more and more horrified the more they looked.
Almost every shelter was experiencing serious death situations. So of the personnel had underlying conditions like epilepsy or asthma, which were triggered after the elimination of touch.
Another portion seed to have developed problems with their brains after being eliminated. According to professional instrunt detection, after the brain could not perceive the body for an extended period, it made a judgnt of "host deceased," leading to the elimination of self-consciousness and causing large numbers of humans to experience brain death.
And the most critical issue was that there was almost no way to intervene externally in this condition.
...
At the sa ti, in the Suroma Empire, a special operating room was in operation. Several people whose sense of touch had been eliminated lay on hospital beds, undergoing craniotomy and implantation surgery.
However, the primary surgeon was not a human doctor, but a precise robotic arm controlled by a computer.
The King of the Suroma Empire stood outside the operating room at this mont, both hands resting on his scepter, watching the surgery proceed inside.
Next to him stood an elderly man with white hair, wearing a white lab coat, who looked like a doctor.
"Dr. Haisen, are you certain your 'Iron Will' project can succeed?"
"Your Majesty, I have confidence," the old man said. "The related technology has been researched for over twenty years. This rule eliminated people's sense of touch, thus allowing the chips to be implanted into the brain in an environnt without bodily rejection. It's simply a precious opportunity bestowed by heaven."
The doctor nad Haisen spoke with growing excitent. "Your Majesty, if the implantation is successful, and we later equip them with chanical prosthetic bodies, you will have a group of iron soldiers who absolutely obey your commands!"
The Suroma King nodded slightly. "I have only one question. After the chanization is complete, will they still be judged as human by the Fire Thief? Do not forget, what I want are soldiers not bound by the Doomsday Rules."
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