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

The thick, lightning-fast spear emitted a destructive white light.

It crashed straight into Datang's financial defenses.

Just when the spear was less than a hundred meters from Li Shimin's head.

Inside a safe house in Hawaii.

A green status bar appeared on the main control screen in front of Li Chengqian.

[Tian Shu System Equatorial Satellite Matrix: Deflection Correction Completed]

Thirteen deep-space quantum satellites simultaneously rotated their antennas.

Giant solar panels are deployed in near-Earth orbit.

All channels were aligned with the ionosphere above the Western Desert.

Li Chengqian looked at the arrogant Cyber ​​Zeus on the screen.

She rolled her eyes dramatically.

A cold, extremely contemptuous smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"They think they're something special just because they exploited a stupid legacy vulnerability?"

He threw the unlit cigar into the ashtray.

He reached out and squeezed his aching knuckles, which made a cracking sound.

"Playing with skins like me, the lead system designer?"

"I'll teach you what it means to dominate the game in a version today."

Li Chengqian slammed his ten fingers heavily on the keyboard.

It wasn't just random knocking.

Instead, it carries a peculiar rhythm.

The afterimages on the keyboard even merged into one.

He bypassed all the conventional firewalls.

It bypassed Wu Zetian's lengthy "Virtual Security Law" certification.

It forcibly invoked the "Unimplemented Top Secret Folder" at the lowest level of the Tian Shu system.

[Unpacking appearance module files: Heavenly Gods/Classic of Mountains and Seas Great Demon Forced Patch]

The progress bar on the screen was shooting forward like crazy.

Temperatures plummeted in Hawaii's basement.

In order to squeeze out more computing power, the supercomputing matrix turned up the liquid nitrogen cooling power to the maximum.

"These bumpkins don't understand anything."

Li Chengqian snorted coldly as he typed his code.

"Code abacus? I'll show you what the myth of Eastern industrial heavy metals really is."

[Patch packaging complete]

[Loading route: East Asia to Persian Gulf No. 1 submarine optical cable]

[Start Force Overwrite]

The Liangyi Hall of the Tang Dynasty Imperial Palace.

Wu Meiniang looked at the holographic terminal in front of her.

The data cable representing the submarine fiber optic cable suddenly turned a glaring blood red.

The massive data flow pushed the physical bandwidth of the optical cable to its limit of 200%.

The crude data packets, like battering rams, crashed down the seabed towards the Western Regions.

The third continent virtual sandbox.

Zeus's lightning spear was less than ten meters away from Li Shimin.

The strong static electricity singed a few strands of the old emperor's hair.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of ozone.

Cheng Yaojin closed his eyes, clutched his head in despair, and shouted.

"Oh no! We're going to see the late emperor!"

There was no explosion.

There was no white light.

The anticipated destruction did not occur.

The virtual continent suddenly came to a standstill.

It's like a high-definition movie that's playing has been abruptly paused.

Even the sand grains flying in the air were frozen in place.

That invincible lightning spear.

It stopped abruptly above Li Shimin's head.

The electric arc at the tip of the gun resembled a frozen icicle.

For the first time, a look of astonishment, almost human-like, appeared on Zeus's enormous face.

He discovered that his once-proud silicon-based computing power was no longer functioning.

The sky has cracked open.

It's not the cracked kind from before.

Instead, it was torn in two by an absolutely violent force, like a rag.

boom--

A dull, loud noise came from deep within the crack.

It wasn't thunder.

It was the sound of heavy metal clanging.

The outline of a colossal building that defies description.

It was forced out of the crack.

It dropped directly over Mount Olympus.

That was a door.

A heavenly gate, cast from pure black titanium alloy, radiating a faint, cold light.

There are no carvings on the doorposts.

It's filled with densely packed quantum conduction tubes and high-power heat dissipation grilles.

Condensate flowed down the massive black titanium column.

It landed on the virtual sand, emitting a hissing white smoke.

Above the lintel.

A holographic plaque, tens of thousands of feet long, hangs on the wall.

Above, written in the most unrestrained small seal script, are three large characters: Nantianmen (South Heaven Gate).

There's no ethereal, otherworldly quality to it.

All that's left is a suffocating sense of oppressive heavy industry.

The moment the South Heavenly Gate descended.

The resulting quality and computing power directly crushed the surrounding space protocols.

Those dark gold cubes on Mount Olympus.

Under the pressure of the black titanium pillars, it began to collapse in large areas like a bubble.

"What is this thing?!"

Zeus let out a terrified roar.

His voice no longer had a metallic vibrato; instead, it had turned into a grating, garbled noise.

He desperately mobilized Persia's supercomputing tower, trying to mend the cracks in the sky.

Useless.

The South Heavenly Gate is simply too large.

Its bottom is even sunk into the crust of the virtual continent.

They literally burst halfway through the sandbox that the Romans and Persians had built.

Li Shimin looked up at the massive black titanium gate overhead that almost completely blocked out the sky.

I even forgot to breathe.

Jin Xianguan completely ignored it, his presbyopic eyes wide open.

"My goodness..."

Cheng Yaojin plopped down on the ground.

He subconsciously wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth.

Just then.

The two heavy armored doors of the South Heavenly Gate slowly slid inward.

There was no sound of hinges turning.

Only the hydraulic drive shaft emitted a heavy hum.

In the darkness behind the door.

A thick bolt of golden lightning exploded without warning.

It wasn't the slender blue lightning of Mount Olympus.

This is a pure, golden thunderstorm carrying jets of high-temperature particles.

In this dazzling golden light.

Countless towering, enormous phantoms slowly solidified outside the South Heavenly Gate.

They were not wearing flowing robes.

Instead, it is clad in a heavy armor of particle light woven from billions of data nodes.