True Apocalypse Game

The United Nations Security Council is composed of five permanent members and ten non-permanent members.

The ten non-permanent members serve two-year terms. According to the principle of geographical distribution, each election of five new members must include three countries from Asia and Africa, one from Eastern Europe, and one from Latin America or the Caribbean Region.

The election requires a two-thirds majority vote from the General Assembly.

At this moment, inside the United Nations Security Council chamber, in addition to the representatives of the five permanent members, there were also representatives from the non-permanent member states: Belgium, Côte d’Ivoire, Dominica, Equatorial Guinea, Germany, Indonesia, Kuwait, Peru, Poland, and South Africa.

The entire room held only thirty or forty people, all of them diplomatic elites from their respective nations.

Everyone’s phones were buzzing, but what they saw was different.

The representatives from several smaller countries like Equatorial Guinea, Poland, and Dominica took out their phones, glanced at them, and couldn’t help but curse out loud:

"Can’t the United Nations even guarantee its own internal information security? Why are we getting damn casino ads in here!?"

"Protecting information security is an urgent matter! Today’s nuclear torpedo incident is a stark warning!"

"I’m going to protest to the Secretary-General! This..."

It seemed they had received some kind of spam text.

Hearing this, Vasily, who had been about to speak, immediately turned off his phone screen, silently put his phone back in his pocket, and chimed in.

"That’s right. But we should probably ask our friends from Eagle Country about that. Is there a problem with your 4G network?"

The diplomats present let out a burst of laughter. Everyone put away their phones and said no more.

It was as if everyone had received the same spam message.

It was just that among the more than thirty people present, the eyes of about twenty of them grew distant and uncertain, as if lost in thought.

By now, the Poseidon Super Cavitating Nuclear Torpedo had been detonated, and the crisis had been averted.

The council meeting, originally convened to handle this emergency, no longer had a reason to continue.

After the meeting adjourned, the diplomatic elites all departed with polite smiles, exchanging courtesies as they went. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

As for whether the heads of state they represented were now contacting each other through other channels and reaching certain agreements, that was something they were not privy to.

But with something this major, the leaders of the five major powers would surely meet, or at least hold a closed-door conference.

Vasily hummed the tune of "Katusha" as he quickly left the United Nations Building with his assistant. He got into a car and headed for the Bear Country embassy.

Through the tinted glass, he also saw representatives from the other major powers leaving hurriedly, their destinations also appearing to be their respective embassies.

A few hours later, Vasily was back at the embassy.

The ambassador was not at the embassy, but had been invited to some international event.

Vasily greeted a few Bear Country embassy staff members, then went to his room.

He first drew the curtains, then swept the carpet and the corners of the sofa. After confirming there was nothing there, he went into the restroom, turning on the shower and the bathtub faucet.

With the sound of rushing water filling the room, Vasily yanked off his tie and took off his suit jacket. But instead of showering, he sat on the toilet and reverently pulled his phone from his pocket.

His hands were trembling slightly.

He lightly tapped the screen. A blood-red eye immediately appeared, followed by a few lines of text:

"Welcome to the True Apocalypse Game. This game currently has two mission maps.

1. Stone Statue Apocalypse.

2. Nuclear War Wasteland.

After completing the Stone Statue Apocalypse missions, you can unlock the Nuclear War Wasteland.

Вперёд, товарищи! (Forward, comrades!)"

Vasily felt his throat go dry. His hands trembled with excitement and agitation. He grabbed a cup, filled it with water from the faucet, and drank it all in one gulp, which helped him calm down a bit.

He had heard rumors about the "True Apocalypse Game" before, and had even seen reports about it on TV.

But at the time, he had only thought it was a rumor fabricated by failures in the medical community out of jealousy for the thirteen eminent doctors.

After all, those thirteen doctors had worked together to develop the vaccine, curbing the spread of the Petrification Disease virus. It would be no exaggeration to say they had saved all of humanity.

It was only normal for other titans of the academic world to feel a little jealous.

Until a few days ago, after a high-level meeting in Bear Country, he met Professor Shevchenko of the Saint Petersburg Pavlov Medical University.

This Professor Shevchenko was also one of those thirteen great doctors. Although he had achieved dazzling success and saved countless lives, he remained humble and kind.

When the matter of the Stone Statue Disease Vaccine came up, Professor Shevchenko immediately denied having invented the vaccine, saying only that he had discovered information about it.

Afterward, Vasily and Shevchenko were both received by the highest level of leadership. It was then, through Shevchenko’s conversation with the leadership, that Vasily learned that the True Apocalypse Game... was real!

No one knew where this game came from, but it was precisely through this game that those thirteen medical titans found the final vaccine for the Petrification Disease, ending the terrifying plague.

’And now, it’s chosen me!?’

"Why... Why me?" Vasily murmured.

’No, that’s not right... It wasn’t just me...’

Vasily suddenly realized that back in the meeting room at the United Nations Building, many of the people present had shown strange expressions.

’What they received couldn’t have been junk mail. It was most likely an invitation to the "True Apocalypse Game" too!’

’The others might have already started. I need to get moving!’

’And I have to report this information to the Kremlin!’

Vasily took a deep breath and immediately tapped the Stone Statue Apocalypse option, preparing to experience for himself what this legendary game was all about...

...

Meanwhile, a high-level military meeting was being held inside the Pentagon.

Men in suits and military uniforms were arrayed on both sides of the conference table. A tall man stood at the speaker’s podium.

He was Taylor, a famous general and hawk from Eagle Country, a spokesman for the nation’s military-industrial complex.

He wore a headset, loudly proclaiming his views:

"...Gentlemen, the nuclear torpedo incident still has many unanswered questions. We cannot yet be completely certain that Bear Country has no hostile intent, nor can we be completely certain that this was not a planned demonstration of force.

Gentlemen, war is never far from us. What we must do is use the strongest shield to keep disaster from our doorstep, to protect our homes, to protect our children!

Therefore, we must expedite the completion of the National Missile Defense (NMD) system and the Theater Missile Defense (TMD) system!

Furthermore, these two defense frameworks, and indeed our entire national combat architecture, must be controlled by a central, ultra-high-precision brain—one that can react to danger in an instant.

This brain’s reaction speed must far exceed that of a human; it must be able to make the optimal decision within a single microsecond!

This will be our strongest brain, our strongest shield!

Please welcome the Zeus Intelligent System!"

On the screen behind him was a constantly flashing mass of light, the prototype of the newest intelligent combat system.

At the same time, a hoarse, deep voice came through Taylor’s earpiece, eerie and ethereal, continuing to speak as it had before:

"...Let us be great again..."

Taylor, like a puppet on a string, stared wide-eyed, his face flushed as he shouted:

"...Let us be great again!"