part 2 - The Blockchain And Three Days Of Fire
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This is what happens after the frogmen reveal their plan. Our protagonists are supposed to start riots around the world looking to weekend the organization's grip. They command an army on the Internet allowed by a blockchain and seek to spread their ideas all over the world so when the final strike finally arrives it is successful. They plan to do this in a lapse of three days to give the association no time to react. Will they manage to achieve this before the deadline?
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