Getting a Technology System in Modern Day

692  FAFO 8

This phase of the plan demanded minimal interference at the outset, as any significant disruption could jeopardize their objectives. The uncertainty surrounding how the remaining tree folks might respond to their actions added another layer of complexity. Anticipating potential obstacles, they had already devised strategies to deal with these powerful beings if necessary.

And how do you handle three individuals who, if they interfere, could dismantle your entire plan? You create a dilemma for them, forcing them into a situation where they must choose between confronting you and jeopardizing their own interests or dealing with an immediate threat and allowing your plan to proceed, knowing full well they will pay the price later. It's a classic rock and a hard place scenario.

And they had billions of lives to use as distractions to divert attention from their true intentions.

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{Sir, the giants and dark elves have started attacking everyone else. What are your orders?} Nova reported to Aron, displaying the unfolding situation on the ground and awaiting his instructions.

“What’s their take on this?” Aron asked.

{They mentioned that each of them can command the races they created. While issuing orders to a few individuals isn’t a problem, doing so on a large scale would take a significant toll on them. They want to know if they should prioritize disrupting the shield’s creation or focus on minimizing damage to their people. If they choose the latter and the shield is completed, they won’t be able to destroy or cancel it since it will draw on the planet’s mana for fuel,} Nova explained.

“Tell them to prioritize preventing any damage on the ground. The same goes for the military—order them to use stun weapons or inflict non-lethal injuries. I want to avoid casualties,” Aron instructed firmly. He was confident he could deal with the shield if necessary, but that would be a last resort if his plan didn’t work. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

{Understood,} Nova replied, swiftly relaying the orders to the entire fleet and the Proximian forces temporarily under Aron’s control, while also informing the tree folk to focus on their people.

"If this drags on much longer, it will be the spark that ignites racial division among them," Aron remarked, his eyes scanning the different video feeds showing the chaos unfolding below. He understood that if the situation wasn’t brought under control soon, the seeds of hatred between the races would be sown, and the Proximians would be introduced to racism.

Thankfully, there were no children, as they would have been the ones to suffer the most from this.

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The chaos on the planet was unprecedented, with billions of Proximians caught in the turmoil. One faction aimed to inflict maximum damage, while the other struggled to endure for as long as possible.

As he ducked to avoid a chicken knife hurled by his wife, a dark elf, spat out in frustration, “Fuck your elder!”

Although the situation should have filled him with anger, his expression betrayed a different emotion. When this conflict began, he had been deeply saddened by the thought that his wife might want to kill him.

However, upon learning from his elder that it was her elder who had orchestrated this and that she was not acting of her own volition, he felt a surge of relief. His happiness that his wife had no murderous intent for him far outweighed the anger he should have felt towards the elder who had set this tragic sequence of events into motion.

“But first, let’s deal with you,” he said, dodging the barrage of flying kitchenware as he moved towards his wife. With a quick activation of his affinity magic, he shocked her into unconsciousness.

“Though I had hoped to use this magic only in more intimate settings, I had no choice,” he murmured as he carefully carried her to their bed. Once she was settled, he said, “Elder, I’m done here.” As he spoke, his eyes briefly lost focus. He extended his hand, conjuring a shield around her—both a protective barrier and a prison, should she awaken before the elders were dealt with. He then regained control of his body as his elder relinquished it back to him.

“Go help others who are near you,” were the next orders he received from his elder. He immediately left his house and was met with a dwarf desperately trying to escape from a giant.

The size difference between them was immense, and the giant quickly overpowered the dwarf, beginning to strangle her with all its might.

Without hesitation, he sprang into action. With lightning coursing through his body, he moved at lightning speed towards the giant, aiming to shock her into unconsciousness.

“Thank god,” he said, observing the scene. “They seem to have lost some of their intelligence and are now fighting against the elders' orders, making them easier to handle.” He watched as the giant was enclosed in a shield, and he did the same for the dwarf, who was deemed unable to defend herself and would only be a liability rather than a help.

Similar scenes were unfolding across the planet. The tree folks were concentrating their efforts on aiding those who couldn't fend for themselves, as well as reaching out to isolated locations where individuals might be at risk of death. They also responded urgently to distress calls from their children in perilous situations, striving to rescue them.

This immense pressure tested their concentration like never before, as they had to manage and respond to an unprecedented number of emergencies simultaneously.

Meanwhile, Nova was working tirelessly to coordinate the military forces. She also directed the virtual intelligence to disrupt the giants and dark elves within the military ranks who were armed and posing a threat. The virtual intelligence deactivated their weapons or even turned them against their wielders.

For some, tractor beams were employed to capture them. They were then placed in pods where stasis was activated, effectively putting them out of commission.

While everyone was focused on their tasks, the shield continued to materialize. Within just five minutes, it was fully formed, enveloping the planet entirely and effectively isolating it from both the fleets on the outside and the emperor within, cutting off all external and internal connections.