Book 47 is Armada by Ernest Cline.
This is not a sequel or an equal Ready Player One but it is an enjoyable read.
The first half of this book had me thinking that this is what sedate geek boys who spend hours playing online games wish would happen and it made me laugh. Once I got past that, I enjoyed how it unfolded.
Yes, it was predictable in ways but there were enough parts I did not guess that made it enjoyable.
There are far too many sci-fi books written so they can easily be adopted by Hollywood. Cline is the father of this sad genre.
Despite that, it is an entertaining read.
3 drones on and on out of 5.
Should I read this? Only if you are waiting for Ready Player One and can't hold out long enough.
What did I learn? I don't dream of Bejewelled invasions.