Li Shimin's roar could not reach Hawaii, but the mechanical watch on Li Chengqian's wrist, produced by the system, emitted a red light alarm that was enough to shatter eardrums.

The hardcore military-grade watch face, made of dark titanium alloy, flashed bright red at a high frequency within 0.01 milliseconds.

The normally steady, beating mechanical gears were instantly locked in place by the surging red light.

The rapid and powerful electronic buzzing, like invisible steel needles, forcefully pierced through the roar of the waves.

It pierced Li Chengqian's central nervous system.

With an almost frantic frequency of logic, it directly triggered the highest priority defense line of the Eastern Palace.

The tranquility of the vacation was shattered in an instant.

At that time, Li Chengqian was lying on a soft chair with his legs crossed, his hands covered in slippery butter and lemon juice.

The dappled golden sunlight fell on his floral shorts; it should have been a pleasant afternoon.

He was clutching a huge Boston lobster, freshly roasted to a golden brown on both sides, emitting a rich, caramelized aroma, tightly in his hand.

The tender, juicy shrimp meat was just about to be put into my mouth.

The sudden, high-risk alarm startled him so much that his wrist trembled violently.

The valuable, plump lobster traced an unexpected and tragic parabola in mid-air.

With a click.

It fell solidly into the fine white sand at my feet.

The scalding hot butter sizzled softly on the sand, and the once plump and juicy shrimp shells were instantly covered with warm, dark gray sand particles.

The entire lobster was completely ruined.

"Damn it! My dinner!"

Li Chengqian stared at the lobster buried in the sand, his eyes twitched violently twice, and he let out a low curse filled with resentment.

He took a deep breath.

The nonchalant, carefree demeanor that had been plastered on his face vanished in an instant, with a chilling speed.

His usually slightly narrowed, clear eyes were now fully open.

The cold glint in his eyes was even colder than a freshly manufactured plasma cutting machine from a workshop.

The forced interruption of Salty Fish's vacation, coupled with the backlash from the severe violation of his personal interests, sent dangerous signals through every cell in his body.

Those ignorant rats in the gutter eventually crossed his bottom line.

"Get out of my way!"

Li Chengqian snorted coldly and kicked out with his right foot, the force of which created a dull gust of wind in the air.

He forcefully kicked the sizzling, steaming steel barbecue grill next to him, which was filled with fresh ingredients, away.

The glowing embers were scattered all over the ground, scorching the white sand beach with a dense cloud of black smoke and making a chilling sizzling sound.

He didn't bother wiping the grease off his hands, and tore his fingers apart in mid-air.

"Celestial Pivot, load the Supreme Creator's Staff!"

With a low growl, a high-end holographic control panel with a radius of three meters and covered in complex dark gold inscriptions unfolded dramatically under the parasol, as if by divine intervention.

Thousands upon thousands of shimmering golden symbols forcibly distorted the originally bright sunlight.

The light was so strong that it made Wu Meiniang's delicate face, which was full of tension, appear deathly pale and bloodless.

Dozens of sub-windows, each displaying a blood-red alarm, rapidly rearranged themselves in the center of their vision.

The precise assessment report of the battle situation was updated for the first time in one ten-thousandth of a second.

"North American Armory Physical Overload Gate Opening Progress: 30%"

"Neuron code writing speed: 40,000 bases per millisecond."

"The backdoor of the original protocol is completely open, and the secondary firewall of the Tian Shu system is undergoing irreversible and widespread collapse."

These lines of cold data felt like heavy hammers, slamming down on the back of the beach chair.

Every millisecond of delay means that the imperial assets are suffering an irreparable disaster.

There simply isn't enough time.

If we follow the conventional network security process of decryption, containment, and patching.

By the time the Tian Shu system's protection code reached the third sequence, the tens of thousands of heavy killing machines from North America had already charged into the nearby residential areas of ordinary Tang Dynasty civilians, wielding high-frequency particle blades.

At that time, the industrial closed loop that the Tang Dynasty had painstakingly established in the New World would instantly turn into a scorched, rusty wasteland.

The hard work of countless craftsmen and the credits spent will all be reduced to nothing under the trampling of the mechs.

This is a deadly and insidious plan that can suffocate the entire empire's heavy industry chain at any moment, even without seeing the enemy's face.

The air around the entire control panel was completely frozen solid.

The sea breeze felt like a knife, not warming me at all.

Wu Zetian stood on the other side of the control panel. Her delicate hands, which were originally adept at making decisions in the financial market, were now typing on the holographic keyboard until they were almost deformed.

The joints made a faint cracking sound due to excessive force.

Each collision of codes was accompanied by a piercing shriek from the electronic bracelet on her wrist.

"Your Highness! Something's wrong! Those dark web rats are using the IDs of 300,000 ordinary people as human shields!"

"If the code experiences even a slight high-energy shock, the chips in people's wristbands will be completely burned out!"

A large patch of fine sweat appeared on her forehead, and her face looked particularly solemn under the red light.

Those rats used the livelihoods of 300,000 civilians as a shield, blocking all channels for the Eastern Palace to retaliate.

"Xu Xiao's Great Snow Dragon Riders are currently locked in the barracks, and even the physical valves of their power armor cannot be opened."

That old guy at the Academy of Sciences is using the first-generation security protocol that you abandoned three years ago.

The logic behind that thing is too complicated; its self-replication speed is increasing exponentially.

Wu Zetian turned her head to the side, her phoenix eyes filled with fear and despair at the impending loss of control of the situation.

The computing power from the other side is surging in like a tidal wave.

This kind of dimensional reduction and strangulation in the digital world has completely exceeded the processing limits of her, a level-two access user.

She could only watch helplessly as the protection progress bar shortened inch by inch.

"It's no use, don't waste your energy."

Li Chengqian stared intently at the safety protection level, which had already dropped to 25%.

His lips curled slightly upwards, forming a cold, destructive, and malevolent arc.

Those butter-covered fingers slowly drew a pale white line in the void, completely ignoring all the complex defensive commands.

"Your Highness, this virus is mutating too fast. Even the fastest antivirus patch takes ten minutes to deploy. There's no time!" Wu Meiniang asked anxiously.

Li Chengqian sneered, "Who said I was going to do antivirus? Trying to out-code them is giving these sewer rats too much face."

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