Persuading Emmet was unexpectedly easy. This Lego AI really is like a naive child, believing whatever Madao says.

"I'm ready! I'm ready!"

As soon as he heard about the plaza being filled with many humans, Emmet somehow found a small bundle and strapped it to his back with astonishing speed, eager to relocate. The other little figures were even more direct, frantically dismantling all Lego structures to assemble Millennium Falcon replicas, preparing for a mass migration.

Their ability to take action was astonishingly high.

Even though he's an AI, and a self-initiated move wouldn't be such a hassle, for Lego, form over function is the key.

Madao wasn't worried about any tricks. Once at the Number One Plaza, with thousands of players standing by, let alone with Song Zhaomei and Lucy on the upper levels, there was no way an AI of this scale could pull any sneaky tricks. They were just here to deliver goods.

The Lego figures weren't pretending either; they not only quickly assembled spaceships but also accelerated the assimilation of the entire museum.

Previously, Emmet was nestled in the history gallery because no visitors came to see it, leading to low interest in expansion. Now, with the thought of moving, he didn't care about anything else, just packed up everything and left.

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When hundreds of Millennium Falcons of various sizes and colors appeared at the Number One Plaza, clueless players thought it was some sort of monster siege event.

Excitedly, they called their friends, ready for a big fight.

Some players familiar with Star Wars immediately recognized the fastest spaceship in the galaxy.

"Millennium Falcon? Are we doing Star Wars here?"

There was no helping it—the unique design of the Millennium Falcon, with the B29 cockpit, Tiger tank radiators... A spaceship assembled from a bunch of WWII military model details was too recognizable.

Some sharp-eyed players spotted it as the Lego 75192 deluxe Millennium Falcon version and got immediately envious.

"Get on board! Quickly, let's snatch that spaceship!"

"I want the silver one!"

Many players rushed to the Number One Plaza, ready to face these uninvited guests, even already picking out their spoils in advance.

After all, the vast majority of players weren't hackers, couldn't control the strong demonic puppets, and couldn't create their ideal vehicles in cyberspace.

Meanwhile, Emmet inside the spaceship was uninformed, seeing the gathered crowd below, thinking they were there to welcome him, and was instantly thrilled.

"Oh, look, they even prepared a welcome party for me, how embarrassing!"

"Should I prepare some gifts, like sausages? Or chicken legs..."

Both the street loafers and Madao down below were sweating profusely; they intended to show off a bit by keeping things hidden, but seeing the situation, they might end up dying at the hands of their own friends.

They quickly connected to the spaceship and entered their identity information into Emmet's authentication system.

Soon, players realized the originally neutral Lego spaceship suddenly turned friendly, meaning they couldn't attack it.

Seeing the street loafers and Madao on the spaceship made them even angrier.

How did this guy get all the good stuff?

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Regarding the affairs in cyberspace, Lin Miao needed a system or Lucy to alert him unless he paid special attention; he couldn't easily issue tasks, instead having to see what items players brought back before settling rewards, and relied on others' terminals to enter cyberspace for a look.

This felt especially uncomfortable, like a minor secretly using their parents' ID to open an account in an internet cafe.

Watching the cluster of Millennium Falcons landing on the temporarily expanded plaza, with players jumping on board and interacting with Legos, Lin Miao remained calm.

"So you mean, you just stumbled across a museum data fortress ruin and encountered the neutral-friendly AI Emmet, and you also found my photo?"

The street loafers nodded vigorously, while Madao observed carefully, trying to read something from Lin Miao's face.

Given that Lin Miao appeared in a photo from more than fifty years ago, this was indeed a rather peculiar matter. Was it possible that their seemingly young boss was actually an old one in a setting?

However, unfortunately, he didn't manage to read anything significant from Lin Miao's face other than a brief flash of surprise before it quickly subsided.

He casually scattered the data image and said,

"I indeed visited Washington back then, just didn't expect to be photographed and for you to find it."

"It's no big deal, but I can certainly offer you a little reward."

With that, Lin Miao casually awarded them the [First Contact] achievement and a cyber medal.

He didn't even want to give any cyber points.

But obtaining a unique achievement badge was more motivating for players than just material rewards.

The two immediately attached the badge to the suffix of their IDs, proudly hopping off the reactor amidst the envious glances of others.

Lin Miao finally understood why planners always liked to entice players with worthless digital currencies and rewards.

This feeling of completely controlling others' thoughts was addictively corrupting.

After sending off the players, Lin Miao found a place where he wouldn't be discovered to secretly reassemble the scattered image for a closer look.

It truly felt like a teenager secretly viewing art and fearing being caught by parents.

"It's really similar..."

Lin Miao marveled at the image, where the person looked exactly like him, with details matching precisely, and almost no explanation other than it being him.