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

In front of the Hawaii terminal, Li Chengqian, dressed in tactical gear, moved his fingers across the keyboard like afterimages.

A deep blue glow illuminated this tropical safe house, far from Guanzhong.

One side of the control panel.

The miniature high-energy fusion unit is steadily emitting a low-frequency hum.

The air was filled with a faint salty smell from the evaporation of seawater.

Li Chengqian's expression was stern.

The speed at which his two hands tapped on the virtual screen almost exceeded the physical load.

There was not a trace of tenderness in the eyes behind the sunglasses.

The old man was crying and wailing in the Taiji Hall over a few million credits.

Those old dogs from powerful families hiding in the dark tunnels are using the brains of refugees as fuel.

They really don't give me a peaceful holiday.

Li Chengqian sneered inwardly.

Since he dared to hide the master key to the Tian Shu system in Hawaii, he must have a thousand and one tricks up his sleeve.

Go and cut off those sinister hands that have reached into the very foundation of the Tang Dynasty.

"Your Highness, several hundred small base stations in Chang'an have been illegally compromised by computing power."

Wu Zetian's transoceanic holographic chart flashed at high frequency in mid-air.

The old man was so anxious that he wanted to unplug all the power cables from the servers.

If he were to physically disconnect the power switch, the four million mortals connected to the main network would truly become mindless living dead.

The very foundation of the Tang Dynasty in reality would be utterly destroyed in a single second.

"All the old man knows is how to cut the Gordian knot."

The curve of Li Chengqian's lips carried a sharp, sarcastic smile.

He thought that smashing a few iron boxes would bring peace to the country.

Little did they know that this time, the aristocratic family was engaging in a form of consciousness smuggling that involved a lower dimension.

"If we cut the power, all of Datang's physical workshops will be turned into a wasteland tomorrow."

Without the slightest hesitation, he slammed both hands down on the control panel.

It activated the most core Creator's secret access to the base of the Heavenly Pivot.

That was an ancestral passage that even Wu Zetian and the Academy of Sciences did not know about.

It is specifically designed to perform a restructuring of the highest legal entity under the most extreme crisis conditions.

Code was frantically piling up on the light screen, while Li Chengqian's cold, emotionless eyes shone through his sunglasses.

Lines of pale white advanced commands began to be rapidly reflected in the screen.

He named this brand-new program "Anti-Addiction System 2.0".

There are no unnecessary entertainment modules.

There is no convoluted buffer or closed loop.

Some of them are all aimed at absolutely eliminating illegal plug-in devices.

This patch can safely sever the neural connections of unauthorized devices, much like a surgical scalpel.

It does not need to go through the public audit gateway of Datang Civil Network.

Instead, it follows the quantum fiber.

It directly accesses the underlying biological brainwaves of each user.

"Sir, the data pressure is too great; the satellite's infrared correction lens is about to physically melt down!"

The duty officer from the Chinese Academy of Sciences stationed in the Ark Grid was covered in sweat.

His voice trembled as he looked at the monitoring compass in front of him, which was flashing red lights at a high frequency.

"The illegal transformers in those tunnels in Chang'an are increasing the voltage."

They're using the bodies of refugees as batteries, frantically battling it out with the public backend of Tian Shu!

"Let them see who the real referee is in this sea of ​​data."

Li Chengqian didn't even lift his eyelids.

His finger slammed down on the dark black button that represented absolute annihilation within a microsecond.

This millisecond of confrontation, on the quantum supercomputer's projection chart, is slowed down into a grand, detailed action.

Thirteen high-orbit quantum satellites were activated simultaneously, their pale white ripples covering the entire Tang Dynasty, locking onto all black market equipment.

The metal FAST telescope, which had been quietly lying dormant in space, simultaneously adjusted its infrared focal length.

High-energy microparticle streams were suddenly ejected from their black titanium nozzles.

Waves of pale white numbers, invisible to the naked eye, emanated an unstoppable and majestic presence.

Following the atmosphere.

It crashed into every dark corner of the fourteen circuits of the Tang Dynasty.

Young Master Wang, hiding in an abandoned air-raid shelter, was staring at the illegal control panel in front of him with bloodshot eyes.

"Increase the pressure! Maximize the brainwaves of those last 100,000 refugees too!"

Young Master Wang roared hysterically.

His teeth were chattering from excessive excitement.

As long as he can break a hole in Tian Shu's credit agreement, he can regain his position as the ruler of the Tang Dynasty.

However, before his fingers could even touch the switch...

The pale white satellite ripples then pierced the ground without any doubt.

"Warning! Unregistered malicious progenitor code intrusion detected!"

"The Supreme Security Act of Tian Shu has taken effect, and a physical circuit breaker is being implemented!"

The purple-red fluorescent light on the control panel abruptly went out within milliseconds.

The server in the basement of the aristocratic family was instantly locked.

It turned into a cold, lifeless, lead-gray mosaic.

"What's going on? Where's my computing power? Why aren't my 40,000 'migrant batteries' lit up?!"

Young Master Wang stared blankly at the screen, which had turned into a blank sheet of paper.

He frantically pounded the keyboard with his fists, only to generate a barrage of system error messages.

"Young Master! Outside... all the base stations outside have been taken over by the Crown Prince's code!"

The elder of the Cui family knelt on the ground with a thud, his face contorted violently with fear.

"Our network card has been physically deregistered by TianShu!"

Those anti-addiction measures are too domineering; every single brain connected to our main storyline has been dragged into their forced closure cage!

This technological hegemony transcends the comprehension of ordinary people.

In this minute.

They shattered all the ambitions of the powerful families in Guanzhong.

They thought they could use human lives as human shields to force the emperor on the dragon throne to bow his head.

But they had no idea.

In the eyes of that saltfish in the floral shirt in Hawaii, it was all about their noble lineage and their intrigue.

It's just a bunch of system junk that can be cleaned up at any time with the Enter key.

In a side hall of the Taiji Hall, Li Shimin was holding the chipped Tian Ce sword, lost in thought.

The scarlet alarm on the control panel suddenly disappeared like the receding tide.

Instead, a light-colored, pure gold protective netting was installed.

"Your Majesty! The alarm has stopped! The Crown Prince's gateway has forcibly locked all the mutants in the West Market into the safe zone!"

Wang De got up from the ground and cried out loudly.

The old man wiped the cold sweat from his face and looked at the security notice on the holographic screen that represented Anti-Addiction 2.0.

His bloodshot eyes shimmered with complex emotions.

It was shock, it was lingering fear.

More than anything, it was a feeling of powerlessness against the technology possessed by that rebellious son who was far away.

"That kid Chengqian... he really has more than one trick up his sleeve at home."

Fang Xuanling also pursed his lips, his two old eyes filled with admiration.

"Now that the scheme is set up, let's force all these rats out of the sewers."

Inside the safe house in Hawaii, Li Chengqian slowly stood up.

He downed the glass of iced cola in one gulp.

The glass made a crisp, physical sound as it struck the shimmering surface of the counter.

The snowstorm on the long street has stopped.

But the old rules of power that had governed the Tang Dynasty for thousands of years came to their most complete end with the tolling of the bells that night.

Li Chengqian pressed the Enter key and coldly stared at the countdown: "I'll cut off the power at 10 p.m. sharp tonight. I'd like to see how many demons and monsters I can force out."