Chapter 365
Matt’s first action was to send a message to Liz through the Ascender chat. She’d want to know what happened as soon as possible, and nothing beat Ascender chat in that regard. He told her to finish up what she needed and not to rush back because ultimately there just wasn't much she could do beyond being another pair of hands.
Matt could also admit to himself that he was feeling guilty about this being his mess and therefore his to clean up. His wife had been looking forward to her check in with her research teams for the last few years and he didn’t want to ruin that for her.
That taken care of, he turned his attention back to Soerilia.
Seeing a non-significant portion of the populace start to spiral, Matt threw 20 million MPS to his [AI], letting it support the planetary AI. It decidedly wasn’t specialized in the same way, but with enough mana and further enhanced by his Minkalla-granted Concept ability, it could manage, and it was good enough at raw data processing that it quickly connected to and usurped the local satellites and communication networks, which let it start tracking everyone watching for issues.
Matt didn’t need it to tell him about the half dozen riots already sparking off, but one of the administration team members had that handled, and he let his [AI] watch and give him updates about the situation.
Considering how badly things had gotten out of hand in the last decade, Matt half suspected the admin team to be incompetent but they handled things perfectly. It was clear they had a deep understanding of unveiling tactics as they moved to correct things before he could even give the orders most of the time. That didn’t mean Matt liked what they were doing. What they needed to do. When one of the team arrived at a gathering of people that was turning hostile, they came in with the weight of their cultivation fully unleashed and backed by their Domain.
For the unawakened mortals below them, it would feel like they had lost all control of their body and Matt didn’t think he could truly understand how they felt, but a part of his mind tried to imagine it. Not only was their world being turned upside down, but even their bodily control was being taken from them.
It had to be horrifying.
But at this point, they simply needed to pacify the planet as quickly as possible, which meant things like riots weren’t going to be tolerated. The rest of the population didn’t deserve to deal with the results of such gatherings and they didn’t have the luxury of a softer approach. With how populous low-Tier veiled worlds were, Matt would have needed another dozen hands to truly get things under control. But he didn’t and the shoddy excuse for clones he created for his announcement weren’t up to the task.