Deposed? I couldn't be happier! I wouldn't even be a dog to the crown prince.

On the bustling Zhuque Avenue, it was the busiest time of afternoon. Sunlight streamed in, and shops lined the streets.

The holographic neon lights still refracted a colorful halo under the sunlight, and the signs of various cyber workshops on the street were flashing at high frequency.

Vendors hawked exquisite pendants with miniature luminous components, their voices piercing the hum of the elevated tracks.

People gathered in small groups, pointing at the latest cosmic land map on the sky, creating a bustling and prosperous scene of ordinary life.

"Come and take a look! The same shimmering pendant as the one in the Donggong Mall, only three credits!"

"Get out of my way! Nobody's getting a spot on this heavy-duty hover shuttle today!"

The long street was teeming with people, and laughter and chatter created a cacophony of sounds.

No one noticed that beneath the bright sunlight, an undercurrent from the depths of society was quietly creeping onto the road.

Just then, a scholar who was walking on the road suddenly stopped.

He was still clutching a roll of digital rubbings he had just bought from the bookstore, frozen in the middle of the road like a piece of raw iron.

His neurons suffered irreversible damage due to excessive immersion in illegal virtual sensory stimulation.

Those eyes, which were originally quite pretty, were now suddenly covered with a dense web of red blood vessels.

His temples began to throb wildly, and the subcutaneous blood vessels bulged out inch by inch.

His thin face became completely unrecognizable due to the violent spasms of his muscles.

"Ugh... Ah! Don't come any closer! Get the hell out of my way!"

The scholar suddenly opened his mouth wide, his eyes bulged, and he roared hoarsely into the air, as if he had seen a terrifying monster.

The sound was so sharp, like a rusty iron file scraping wildly against a hard white jade staircase.

Several worshippers nearby were startled and quickly pulled their children back a few steps.

"Young master, what kind of hysteria are you suffering from? Should I contact the Eastern Palace Medical Clinic for you?"

A kind-hearted cloth shop owner tentatively stepped forward, wanting to reach out and pat the scholar on the shoulder.

But before his hand could land, the scholar's face twisted into a grotesque and monstrous contortion in an instant.

The illusion became reality.

Within his retina, the normal streets of the Tian Shu system had long since disappeared, replaced by the purgatory within the masterless core of the Gongshu family.

He mistook the pedestrians on the street for demons in a game instance, and frantically rushed up to bite and attack them.

"Roar! I'll kill you all! I'm going to slaughter you all, you experience monsters!"

The scholar let out a mournful wail that was completely unlike anything a human could hear.

He lunged forward suddenly, his ten fingers bending into the shape of eagle claws, carrying a sharp, tearing force.

With a thud, he tackled the cloth shop owner to the ground.

Fingernails covered in chilblains dug deep into the other person's flesh, and the other person even opened their bloodshot mouth and bit down hard on the other person's neck.

"Help! He's gone mad! This man has completely lost his mind!"

"Blood! So much blood! Run! This hysteria is contagious!"

Screams instantly filled the bustling street, and blood splattered on the smooth holographic display case, gleaming with a blinding red light.

The surrounding people were terrified and fled in all directions, their screams echoing throughout Zhuque Street.

The once orderly and vast commercial district was, without a doubt, plunged into the most primitive and chaotic trampling within a mere millisecond.

The shop shelves rattled like billiard balls as they were bumped, and exquisite cyberpunk ornaments were scattered all over the floor, trampled to pieces.

This is the first case in the Tang Dynasty of a "cyber psychotic patient" experiencing severe hallucinations and going insane in the street.

Those brains in jars who had previously died silently in the slums finally unleashed their accumulated madness into reality at this moment.

The destructive savagery resulting from the complete overload of neurons transformed a scholar who was powerless into the most ruthless beast.

"Where are the constables? Where have all the constables from Wannian County gone?!"

"Sound the electromagnetic alarm immediately! This madman is going to kill someone!"

Several merchants hid behind the alloy counter, their faces pale as they shouted, while the digital tokens on their wristbands kept flashing dangerous warnings.

In the middle of the long street, the scholar had already beaten the shopkeeper to a bloody pulp.

He then turned his head sharply, his bloodshot eyes fixed on a young woman who was terrified not far away.

His lips parted in a strange, morbid smile, a mixture of ecstasy and agony.

The body was stiffened into a mechanical posture due to the continuous pressure of the electric current. With each step, the dragon boots made a heavy thud on the bluestone slab.

This neurological backlash from the pure pursuit of sensory stimulation is mocking the superficial prosperity of the Tang Dynasty in the bloodiest way.

"Get out of the way! The Great Snow Dragon Riders are here! Anyone who resists will be killed!"

In that critical second...

A muffled and loud rumble of alloy suddenly came from the elevated tracks at the end of the long street.

The sound was so loud that the shop windows on both sides of the road were resonating at a high frequency.

"Tap, tap, tap."

Accompanied by the heavy sound of mechanical footsteps, two Snow Dragon Rider law enforcement mechs responsible for security patrols arrived at the scene, attempting to subdue this madman.

Two massive steel behemoths, each three meters tall, leaped down from the elevated structure.

The heavy black titanium armor slammed heavily onto the road, instantly creating large spiderweb-like cracks in the ancient bluestone slabs.

The hydraulic bearings on the back of the mech emitted a high-pitched roar, and the high-frequency vibrating electromagnetic chains pulled open a bright blue light barrier in mid-air.

"Security mech number 001 has locked onto the target. Initiate physical power cut-off restraint!"

The leading dragon rider officer's face was ashen, and his thick fingers slammed down heavily on the offline tactics panel.

The chain that crackled with pale blue electric arcs.

With a piercing, physical whistling sound, it surged towards the crazed scholar at a speed of hundreds of meters per millisecond, relentlessly entangling him.

In everyone's common sense, this is a special kind of law enforcement iron body that weighs several tons and is powered by high-purity crystalline energy.

Let alone an ordinary scholar.

Even the most elite armored assassins of the Lu clan of Fanyang would be paralyzed on the ground in a fraction of a second.

This pure technological gap is the strongest trump card that the Crown Prince uses to maintain the security of the capital.

However, just a fraction of a millisecond before the high-voltage electromagnetic chain was about to clamp tightly onto the scholar's shoulder...

That scholar who was originally thin and slender.

The purplish-red fluorescence in its eyes suddenly surged into a blinding blackish-red in an instant.

He did not choose to hide.

Instead, it let out a low, eerie roar with a metallic, high-pitched resonance.

His two bloodied arms suddenly swelled up in that single millisecond, in a manner that surpassed the limits of human anatomy.

The blood vessels under the skin even ruptured, splattering out a fine mist of blood.

He didn't dodge or evade; instead, he met the high-load electromagnetic beam head-on with his bare hands and grabbed it hard.

"Bang—!"

A muffled, physical explosion, like two heavy hovering shuttles colliding head-on, resounded violently in the sunlight of Zhuque Avenue.

Pale blue sparks mixed with scalding blood, transforming into a dense storm that sprayed wildly in all directions.

Those two mortal arms, upon contact with the chains, were not instantly burned and paralyzed by the high-voltage current.

On the contrary, a special pulse counter-vibration force emanating from the masterless core of the Gongshu family suddenly erupted from the scholar's body.

That kind of gravitational field distortion caused purely by the overload of dark web computing power.

In that one minute, it transformed into an invisible, dimensional-reducing iron hammer.

The steel chain was violently shaken and shattered into countless pieces in mid-air, crashing into the walls on both sides.

Moreover, using the force of the recoil, the scholar was like a miniature cannonball loaded with gunpowder, directly traversing a physical distance of three zhang (approximately 10 meters).

Under the stunned gaze of countless people.

His hands, covered in frostbite, somehow managed to dig into the thick titanium alloy chest armor of the law enforcement mech on the left with a snapping sound.

Sparks hissed and sputtered along the cracks in the steel plate.

A black titanium mech weighing several tons.

In that instant, he was pushed back five steps by a crazed scholar using his immense physical strength.

With each step back, a terrifying footprint, several inches deep, was left on Suzaku Avenue.

This is an absurd scene of ordinary people tearing apart military mechs with their own flesh and blood.

It turned into a resounding slap.

Under the scorching sun of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, it slammed into the faces of all the former officials and generals of the Tang Dynasty.

If the old man Li Shimin were standing here, he would probably be so shocked that he would drop the pure gold back scratcher in his hand.

The technological empire created by that rebellious son, once its underlying vulnerabilities were ignited by the desperate rats of the aristocratic family, released not some madmen, but a group of cyber demons capable of tearing apart even the steel torrent.

The factory owners who were originally sitting on the benches, giving orders and gesturing around.

Upon seeing the tattered titanium alloy sheet, everyone's micro-expressions instantly froze in a state of utter terror.

The scream abruptly caught in his throat, and for that one minute, the entire Suzaku Avenue was deathly silent except for the desperate groans emanating from the transformer inside the mecha.

"The Celestial Pivot System... is nothing! I'm in that box... immortal! Hahahaha!"

The scholar laughed through his tears of blood, frantically tearing at the internal pipes of the mecha with his five fingers.