Abnormal crossing

Chapter 193 A Civilization Under Captivity (Part Two)

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Jin's words plunged the room into an extremely eerie silence.

Not to mention Jokowen, Sheena, and Cohen, who are natives from Molde.

Even seasoned veterans like Milo and Chestnut, who have been navigating the starry sea for years, couldn't remain calm at this moment.

no way.

Before this, who could have imagined that Boska's unusual behavior was not an accident, but rather a result?
Was it a setup orchestrated by someone?

The Persian civilization existed for over 30,000 years and was also controlled for over 30,000 years.

The sole purpose, or rather the mission, of each generation of royal family members is to cultivate a second-generation information carrier who is more complete than Stephen Doyle.

be honest.

Many civilizations in the Star Sea are doing similar "domestication" practices. For example, Meimei's home planet is like that, specifically breeding offspring to sell to the Donghe Group for the production of ship spirits.

However, such captivity does not involve manipulating or interfering with the other party's thoughts; it is simply a transaction with little coercion. In fact, the captives themselves are quite willing—because they have money.

Those private server merchants are closer to the situation in Bosca.

They do indeed use unethical means to control ordinary life, but even the biggest private server merchants cannot completely control a fourth-order civilization, let alone a time span of more than 30,000 years.

For example, the Pear Blossom Fragrance that Gu Wei encountered during the civil war was the largest private server merchant in the Ark Galaxy, whose transactions were "only" worth 1.9 billion people.

Therefore, for Milo and the others, Bosca's experience was indeed something they had never heard of or seen before.

Think of this.

While deeply shocked, Milo also felt a sense of relief.

No wonder.
No wonder the entire Persian civilization never experienced internal strife; the succession of power between almost every monarch was remarkably smooth, and the various regional dukes were all dutiful and loyal. This is the reason.
same.

This ruling ideology, which aims to cultivate a second generation of information carriers, naturally won't have much popular support.

Because all that Myron Dort and his group need to do is ensure basic social stability and the ecosystem; in layman's terms, they just need to make sure the majority of people don't starve and be good NPCs.

The gratitude or resentment of the common people is worthless in the face of these guardians—this is the confidence of a higher civilization.

"correct."

Then Milo suddenly thought of another question and asked Jin, "It's understandable that there are traitors among the guards, but why are there only two traitors?"

According to Jin.

To ensure the smooth development of the captive breeding system, the Kingdom of Bhikkhu established a very strict monitoring system within the Maze Zone.

The outer edge of the Maze Zone was supported by the Tallinn Alliance, a mid-to-low-level civilization community led by Herki, an early-stage Tier 6 civilization, which was responsible for the supply points in the Veil Zone.

Of course.

Although it's called a supply point, it actually also serves as a military blockade, but it's not usually visible to the outside world.

The Persian civilization had three guardians: the Minister of Internal Affairs, who was in charge of internal affairs; the Director of the Institute of Royal Power, who was in charge of researching and analyzing information carriers; and the Head of the Heraldry Institute, who was in charge of matters of succession.

The same three people appeared in the main hall at that moment, but Jin said there were only two traitors.
Suddenly.

Milo vaguely sensed something and guessed the truth before Jin could explain: "Could it be the previous director of the Royal Power Research Institute?"

“That’s right,” Jin nodded, turning her gaze to Valerius, the current director of the Royal Institute standing in Myron Dort: “The previous director of the Royal Institute, Walker Ramsey, was unwilling to betray the Kingdom of Bhikkhu with the other two for reasons such as loyalty or fear, so he was murdered by them.”

"Afterwards, either Myron Dort or Samantha used some means to bring in a new member who would obey the gang, namely Valerius." Milo then turned to look at Valerius, a hint of understanding appearing in his eyes.

That's it
He had been wondering why the previous director of the Institute of Royal Power, Walker Ramsey, had died seventeen years ago, and why Valerius had adopted a much more humble posture since his first appearance.

So he was just a lackey.
Then he opened his mouth, wanting to continue being the curious child: "I have another question, Jin. If these three are the masterminds, what's the deal with Project Zero? And what about Ophelia?"

Milo didn't finish his sentence.

boom! ! !
A thick beam of light, about a meter in diameter, fell from the ceiling and slammed into Jin.

next second.

bang——

A ripple suddenly appeared above Jin's head, and the air rippled, completely extinguishing the beam of light.

"Oh, you're in such a hurry already?" Seeing this, Jin casually put her hands in her pockets and looked at Myron Dort with a mocking expression: "After all this time, this is all you've come up with? It's not even as thick as Gu Weita's reader's, and you have the nerve to pull it out and show it off."

On stage, Myron Dort had no intention of engaging in a verbal battle with Jin. After realizing that his methods had failed, he immediately took a large step back: "Who exactly are you?!"

The same question, but this time Myron Dort's tone carried a hint of unease compared to the first time.
panic.

Although this beam of light may appear to be just an ordinary energy attack, its destructive mechanism actually involves the compression of local spacetime.

Let alone this labyrinthine path, even the technological level of the Kingdom of Bhikkhu would find it difficult to stop it—at least it would be hard for Jin to do it so easily when there was no defense.

Although Myron Dort was somewhat surprised by the appearance of Milo and Jin, he did not take it seriously at all.

In his opinion.

Jin and Milo are likely from the Tallinn Grand Alliance, and at most they possess the technology of a sixth-order early civilization. Everything is within a relatively controllable range.

but now.
He realized he was completely wrong.

“I told you, scum like you doesn’t deserve to know who I am,” Jin said, her expression still aloof and unapproachable, her words merciless: “If that thing was your backup plan, I suggest you surrender now. With Old Joe and Adele around, you can forget about getting a proper burial, but I can arrange for a kneeling statue or an inscription to be erected for you.”

Myron Dott's expression froze for a moment.

The cold light from the last remaining suspended light source on the ceiling slid down his forehead, casting a sharp shadow beside his nose, making his originally refined old face look particularly ferocious.

But soon.

"Heh...hehehe."

A low, cold laugh escaped his throat, gradually amplifying until it became an almost manic sneer: "Hahaha, blocking a mere annihilation beam makes you so smug? You frogs in a well, you don't even know what you're facing!"

puff--

Myron Dort had barely finished speaking.

He suddenly raised his right hand!

I only see this moment.

A half-meter-long golden energy blade had appeared in his right sleeve at some unknown time, and the high-speed cutting energy made the air seem somewhat thick.

Then, under everyone's watchful eyes...

Myron Dort swung his right hand forward, and the light blade instantly pierced through...
Samantha's chest, next to her.

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(End of this chapter)