Crime Prison Island-Chapter 1287 - 625: Giant Enterprise Trembles (Part 3)

"Hiss!" The nobles were stunned.

"How could this be? How is it possible to be this strong? Even Gaia was defeated?"

"Where is Saint Peter? Why isn't Saint Peter dealing with those guys on Crime Prison Island?"

Lu Youchang coldly said, "Saint Peter was already captured alive. Tai Sui defeated Saint Peter, Joshua, and Gaia one after another."

The nobles were dumbfounded: "How is this possible? Isn't he at the Dragon King Conference?"

"How could a conference make Saint Peter disappear? What kind of Dragon King is this?"

This time there was no broadcast of the Dragon King Conference, and they had no idea what had happened above.

However, the lack of broadcast indicates that the Angel Envoy anticipated changes at this conference.

They couldn't control the situation at all, so they simply didn't broadcast it. After all, the Dragon King Conference is not sponsored by giant enterprises, all resources are sponsored by the Navy...

Lu Youchang, still haunted by memories, said: "The battle of Chaoge taught us that Tai Sui defies all logic."

"His power emerges in leaps."

The term emergence is generally used to describe AI, just like when Emperor Ran was constantly emerging daily.

He swept across the globe, ending wars, took over the task of rebuilding civilization, with technology advancing by leaps and bounds, almost in a straight line.

He entered four-dimensional space in one year, five-dimensional in two, advancing from an unremarkable scientific assistant to becoming the God of Physics, all in less than three years.

"What do we do now? Is he coming to kill us?"

Everyone was in a constant state of panic; they never imagined that even with the ultimate troop activation and global warfare status, they couldn't defeat the enemy.

In their vision, they expected to easily crush the gods and obliterate the Navy.

Instead, Six Gods merged with Mo Cang and held them off for a month. Now Tai Sui has returned, and even Gaia has fallen.

A feeling of dread instantly spread throughout the hall.

Lu Youchang was the only one who remained calm. He stated, "They are like a sharp knife, piercing through the Pacific Theatre, straight towards the land."

"If it weren't for the sheer number of Mechanical Seas, they would have already overrun the major City States."

"Now, with countless machines, we can still hold them off."

"If we keep this up, we still have a chance. If we fully utilize our reserved resources, the Mechanical Sea we create will be enough to fill the entire atmosphere!"

"The fear is that they find the twenty Supreme Councilmen and pull the rug from under us, then we are finished."

The scene fell into a dead silence, and the pupils of the nobles trembled.

Seeing them remain silent, Lu Youchang sneered with disdain.

But he still said earnestly, "Take me to see Councilman Emperor Penguin, I have matters to report to him face-to-face."

Yet this group said, "You want to see the Emperor? For what?"

"Lu Youchang, don't forget, you're just a department head of the Security Supervision Department right now."

Saying this, they continued to urge a specific Cyborg: "Quick! Hurry and fix the screen, so I can understand their movements. They don't know our location; we can relocate first and then fully assemble the Throne Angel to block them."

Lu Youchang said nothing, and the Cyborg didn't move either.

"Quickly! Why are you just standing there? I can't understand this display."

"If you don't understand, then don't look! Can't even use the Light Brain and you're here strategizing?" Remarked the Cyborg sarcastically.

The noble was astonished: "What did you say? Which department are you with? How dare you speak to me like that?"

Lu Youchang coldly replied, "He is under my command, a warrior of the Holy Son Army."

"What Holy Son Army?" Several nobles were confused.

Lu Youchang shook his head, raised his hand, and said, "Forget it, they're all worthless, slaughter them."

Several Cyborgs nodded, beams shot from their eyes, killing everyone in the hall.

In an instant, blood flowed like a river, leaving numerous nobles in shock, dead with their eyes wide open.

One of the nobles was Tiger Level, and even after being shot through the heart, he wasn't dead. He roared, "Lu Youchang! What are you doing! I'm the third president."

Lu Youchang walked over, his biological field unfolded, and an invisible iron hand gripped the noble's throat and lifted him.

"Even the third president is useless. In the past, I respected you slightly because your authority was higher than mine."

"But now it's wartime, military AI has taken over everything, you useless ones can't even boot up a machine, yet you presume to command me?"

"It's rare you're even Tiger Level, but in front of me, you're nothing but an ant."

Lu Youchang's eyes turned fierce, and as his biological energy tightened, the noble instantly screamed as blood, flesh, and organs poured out noisily.

"Don't kill me, whatever you want to do, I'll follow your orders."

This third president, outside of human security during wartime, had no mechanical power to command, which is why they didn't want to initiate a Level One war status when Jiyi Army reached their doorstep back then.

War AI took over everything; their usual robot bodyguards and Angels had disappeared.

The concept of war had already evolved to the point where during the latter stages of the Third World War, people sat in shelters waiting for the end of the battles.

Every day was filled with eating, drinking, watching war reports; losing was losing, winning was winning, purely dependent on which AI was more capable.

Command? Operations? There was simply nothing for humans to do because during the Third World War, every country that didn't fully entrust war to AI and left room for maneuvering was the first to be destroyed.

Lu Youchang turned back to look at the sealed door, coldly said, "What's the password for all the restricted access points in this shelter?"

The president was stunned for a moment: "I don't remember."

"..." Lu Youchang clenched his fist.

The third president hurriedly said, "No, no... but my palm print can open any lock."

"Pfft!" Upon hearing this, Lu Youchang instantly crushed him with biological energy.

Leaving only one arm behind, he picked it up, went to the door, and pressed it against the wall.

The verification failed, leaving him stunned.

"Does a dead man's arm not work for opening locks?" Lu Youchang asked his subordinates.

Several Cyborgs were even more confused: "Maybe...maybe not. We don't know the design of this shelter any better than you do."

Lu Youchang felt a bit awkward, repeatedly trying to open the door but failing, he rubbed his nose and stepped back.

"Well... blast the door open..."

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