I Am Extraordinary Alone
Chapter 592 - 590: Massive Power Outage

Chapter 592: Chapter 590: Massive Power Outage

"What happened?"

"The flight system is completely offline; I can’t receive any signal from the control tower."

"Switch to manual operation, and Chief Officer, have the passengers use oxygen."

"What’s happening? An electromagnetic storm? Wow... why is it burning above us!"

This conversation took place on a civil airplane in the air.

The fire that spread across half the world seemed to have burnt through the heavens, and as the flames gradually dissipated in the sky, a corner of the red world abruptly opened up against the pitch-black Sky Curtain.

Satellites fell, and the energy pulses caused all electronic devices on the airliner to fail. The cabin was plunged into darkness. This massive creature was operating on backup systems and manual controls, with the entire airplane reliant on the captain’s manual rudder for direction.

The Chief Officer and a few flight attendants walked through the cabins with flashlights, as the passengers were already starting to panic.

"Everyone, stay calm! There’s a small pull ring above each seat, which you can use to bring down the oxygen mask."

The Chief Officer directed the passengers, and just then, the plane tilted slightly, letting everyone know that the airplane was turning sharply.

Passengers by the windows looked outside, and many exclaimed in surprise.

"Is it the aurora? Or a mirage?"

"It’s all red... look over there, it’s all turned red. Isn’t it nighttime?"

The passengers were all immersed in amazement and fear, and the flight attendants were also a bit frightened. After all, while flying is very safe, if anything were to happen, the survival rate is extremely low.

At this moment, the captain heard a young woman’s voice and suddenly filled with tears, understanding the underlying cause.

"I proclaim to all brothers and sisters... The miracle has come. Our king, with the New World, has arrived in this world. Bathe in His sunlight..."

Hearing this voice, the captain turned the rudder, steering the airplane toward that crimson world.

"It’s happening... the moment has arrived..." the captain murmured to himself.

"Captain?! Captain? What are you saying?" The co-pilot, using a flashlight to look at the aviation chart, felt the captain was acting strangely upon hearing him mutter.

"I’m taking you to a good place," the captain said with a smile.

The airliner tilted to one side, and the co-pilot, dropping the aviation chart hurriedly, said, "Captain!! Calm down! Otherwise, I’ll have to execute safety procedures!"

"You’ll thank me!" the captain claimed.

As soon as these words fell, the co-pilot quickly got up and ran out of the cockpit.

In no time, four strapping passengers and the co-pilot charged into the cockpit.

"He’s lost his mind! Control him! I’ll take you back!" the co-pilot ordered.

The passengers lunged at the captain, and five individuals scuffled in the cramped cockpit while the co-pilot scrambled for the rudder, trying to maintain balance.

Below, at an altitude of 10,000 meters, several major cities in the Sethiyan Federation had been suffering from a power outage for seven full days. With most satellites having fallen into the ocean, communications failed, and the entire country was plunged into a network blackout.

Out of the 50 states in the nation, 29 declared independence, 12 silently remained neutral, and the rest were indecisive. The state governments’ responses varied, but at this moment, in this dark night, the streets in these states were ablaze with fire. Numerous cults and civil rights movements seized the opportunity and rose. They took to the streets, overturned cars, read various declarations, and engaged in firefights with the National Guard. However, even more people of African descent were uninterested in political power—they smashed into store windows and shuttered doors, pouring in to loot and purchase goods.

The White House office was in complete disorder, the intelligence department was at a standstill, and although their tape archives were unaffected, without the internet, it was impossible for the bureau’s 20,000 agents to quickly get a clear picture of the situation nationwide. Meanwhile, the military declared a wartime state immediately. That being said, the navy, army, and air force were acting independently, with the Joint Chiefs of Staff relying on human intelligence. Commanders at various military bases announced that they would make their own decisions for the time being.

The unexplained celestial fire had affected the entire world. Internet and power outages were minor natural disasters. In those regions, criminal forces, reactionary forces, local armed civilians, terrorists, and revolutionary factions... all immediately sprang into action that night.

Though such behavior seemed reckless and opportunistic, it is essential to understand that in the 22nd century, network and information technology had infiltrated every aspect of society, like blood vessels. Many of those wishing to oppose the government, aiming to split the country, or seize power, couldn’t act openly. With high-speed information flow, there wasn’t enough time or space left for local clan forces.

But this widespread outage and network disruption lasted an entire week, providing these forces with ample time.

Small and large nations alike fell into chaos. Governments’ organizational capacities and efficiencies were tested intensely. Even a vast nation like the Sethiyan Federation was paralyzed, let alone the smaller states.

At this time, Yin Country also found itself on the brink of collapse. Internal revolutionary factions supportive of Zhao Ling staged an uprising the same night, while the army, already thoroughly compromised, made no response, avoiding confrontation everywhere as regional clans seized territories, trying to push the country back to the feudal ages. Terrorists around Yin Country also took the chance to engage in fierce conflicts with border defense forces.

The world plunged into chaos, but there were some who abandoned all their possessions, carrying only essential food, water, and clothing. They drove cars, rode horses, following a voice in their heads, making their way toward Heisai State.

This later became known as the "Silent Migration."

However, the most embarrassed was Spencer II.

The Foundation’s refuge was buried deep underground, powered by its own power plant, but he had never considered the power plant itself could accidently fail.

Now, all core members of the Foundation were trapped underground. However, there was no danger to life, as it was possible to get out, but Spencer II was still extracting memories from his father’s brain, requiring even more electricity.

He knew the sky had burned for seven days and nights, and he obtained intelligence from agents sent to the surface. He dispatched more agents to meet with spies in Heiside State, but those sent there never returned.

The situation might be worse than anticipated. Photos and videos taken by agents from the air revealed a faint red glow in the sky in the direction of distant Heiside State—a concrete reflection of the ominous red light.

He was becoming impatient, jealousy and fear twisting his face. He could no longer endure it.

"Get someone to contact the Federation’s army... I want to talk to them," he directed his secretary, his eyes filled with anxiety and fury.