Computer processors coldly calculate millions of painful and horrifying deaths all across the cylinder. For hours, they labour. More and more soldiers join the Brazilian military and are armed to the teeth. More and more soldiers from other nations die in droves. Civilians starve in besieged cities, perish in brutal urban assaults or flee to the countryside en masse, where the computer cannot reach them. But even there, they cannot find peace as soldiers clash with each other and pillage what they can.
The computer cares not. It simply calculates, switches zeroes and ones, translates the data and finally presents it to its masters.
Ten years have passed on the cylinder, while roughly 35 hours have passed in the real world. The grim calculations are finally complete. The next turn has arrived.
Time to resupply my popcorn container!