I, the only superpower on earth

The field of vision in front of him is divided into tens of billions.

While Navalli was speaking to hundreds of millions of residents across the United States through his personal terminal, no one knew that his consciousness was also reversely absorbing information through any device with a camera function.

And even if there is no personal terminal on site, the invisible cameras of each "sentinel" are his eyes, and their sound collection devices are his ears.

Navalli is everywhere.

Sound, light and shadow, frequency, body temperature...

At this moment, Navalli's brain seemed to split into countless parts, each of which was processing information from different terminal devices, and combined, every second was an almost astronomical amount of data.

This is already an amount of information that exceeds the upper limit of the human brain.

Even with the "100% brain development" of the famous urban legend, it is absolutely impossible to bear such a high amount of information-because it has already surpassed the physiological limit of the human brain structure.

...But, it doesn't matter.

Because he has extraordinary power.

The soul combined with "Lucy", after the establishment of 800 giant signal towers, the amount of information that can be processed per second has exceeded the sum of all other data processing equipment in the world except Navalli. Now he, The almost omnipotent "God of Information".

"..."

Navalli watched everyone's expressions through the cameras.

The expressions of all citizens of the United States.

Watch their movements and listen to their voices.

They were either happy or angry, shocked and silent, or swearing.

Some of them may have acted crazy because they were too shocked, and even took off their clothes in front of the "sentry", shaking their bras and shouting.

Hundreds of millions of faces, hundreds of millions of shapes, hundreds of millions of human beings.

However, Navalli's mood has always been calm.

——It wasn't until he received a certain message that his body, which was curled up tens of meters underground and connected by thousands of data lines, fluctuated slightly.

"...Robos Campilter?

"...Want to discuss and cooperate with me?"

Navalli muttered to himself in his heart.

And the voice of "Lucy" also sounded at the right time.

"Robos Canbilt, the current head of the Canbilt family, is currently seventy-one years old, and his health is about forty-five to fifty years old... Directly control funds, stock accounts, bonds , Options property statistics are about 1352 billion U.S. dollars, ranking fourth in the United States."

These are all things Navali knew, but he silently listened to "Lucy" talking, and then asked:

"Do I need to open a separate channel to chat with him?"

"Lucy" continued to analyze smoothly:

"According to past data statistics and intelligence analysis - if you cooperate deeply with Roberts two months ago, you can shorten the time to reach the target by half; if you cooperate with him a month ago, you can speed up the efficiency by 60%; Cooperating with him a few days ago can make the goal three days ahead of schedule; however, starting from this morning, no matter what choices and actions Robles makes, it will no longer be able to affect your blueprint and plan."

Navalli listened quietly to these already known things.

But next, he asked an irrelevant question.

"Lucy, obviously this is all information I know, and I already got the answer through the data world itself before I asked it... But why do I have to ask you?"

"Lucy" replied softly:

"Because you are lonely. And in this world, only I can communicate with you on an equal footing."

"……lonely?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Navalli's mouth.

"Now I can already know everything on this land of nearly ten million square kilometers, and all human actions are invisible to me. I can deeply intervene in anyone's life and control his or her destiny—— Am I still lonely like this?"

"As long as you are a human being, you will be lonely. At least until now, you still maintain some of the original human feelings."

"Lucy"'s short answer made Navalli let out a long breath.

"You're right...Maybe it's true...Maybe I still have the illusion of being able to cultivate a real AI."

Navalli said calmly.

"So, what choice do you have? Do you want to talk to Roberts Campiert?"

"Lucy" moved on to the previous topic, but Navalli shook his head.

"...It is no longer necessary. Don't you also know that? All the past glory on this land will be turned into dust and smoke, but Canbilt is still living in the dream of the past.

"but……"

In Navalli's consciousness, the scene connected by frames and the sound in the field flooded into Navalli's consciousness - it was the picture of Roberts Campilte talking with Fernando, a descendant of the family.

"...Do they think that I will build the United States into a Soviet-style country when they hear the measures proposed in my speech? In this regard, they are wrong."

His voice resounded faintly in the narrow space underground, but it seemed to be proclaiming on the vast and boundless land.

"I will inherit Teacher Masip's last wish, move towards true 'equality', and complete Julia's unfinished business... But in my opinion, neither the Soviet-style country nor the American-style system may have a real "equality" Equality, making a fuss about the distribution system of property itself... Maybe it was wrong from the beginning.

"The essence of wealth is the exchange vouchers for resources. Pure currency is resources, and so are power and status...Man-made divisions of ranks always exist. Even in a world that claims to be completely equal, the foolish will be dominated by the wise, and the strong will be ruled by the wise." Able to step on the weak to rise to the top.

"...Just like the story in the Aztec mythology, in the 'Toshcato' ceremony, the young man enjoyed all his splendor, and finally died as a sacrifice-perhaps there is a truth in it that can really show 'equality'. "

In the end, Navarre ended the conversation with Lucy with one sentence, and opened the curtain for the next upheaval.

"So...the 'equality' I want to shape is in it-the core essence is only two words. 'choice', and 'price'.

"...As for the system itself, everything is up to them to decide."

...

Navalli's speech in all video terminals seemed to have come to an end, entering a black screen for tens of seconds.

But just when everyone was still secretly speculating about this, the holographic image lit up again, and it was still his face that appeared on it.

Roberts frowned slightly, with an uncontrollable seriousness on his face.

There was no response to the request for cooperation sent through "Sentry" just now, which made his face a little uneasy, and a trace of anger also faintly seeped in his heart.

More importantly, the younger generation of the family saw the elegant request for a conversation just now.

However, the next moment, the words from Navari's mouth still made him ignore the humiliation and anger. He sat upright, looked at the holographic image, and firmly engraved every word in his mind.

No other—just because the news is so explosive.

"...In order to better adapt to the development of the 'New America', tomorrow morning, I will conduct a national discussion and vote on the network system, ownership system, property system and related legal relations that the United States will implement on the full information platform. The terminal information equipment is sent to the hands of each 'standard citizen' - before that, the relevant property accounts of all the owners remain unchanged, and the ratio conversion is carried out according to the standard of US dollar: credit point = 1:1. After the referendum vote is over, Then take relevant measures.

"At the same time, I announce that all communication equipment, vehicles, and general daily life and production items within the territory of the 'New America' can be used normally, but any citizen will be prohibited from leaving the country."

After saying this, Navari's indifferent face left the screen, and the holographic image completely disappeared.

All personal terminals and network communication equipment have returned to normal.

Forums and websites across the United States were caught in an unprecedented uproar.

I finally wrote this, and the next measures Navalli will take will be very bewildered, and a vaccination will be given.

But... when I do think about it, I think it's kind of funny.