My whole family was brutally murdered? I awakened the thug system and went on a killing spree.

Qin Meng looked at Jiang Nuonuo.

Jiang Nuonuo looked at him, and the two of them realized that things were in trouble.

The mole is just a fish floating on the surface.

There's something even bigger underwater that's being powered on.

After daybreak, the temporary interrogation area at the Jiangcheng base was as bustling as a bargaining scene at a vegetable market.

More than 300 men in black were separated and imprisoned. Those who were stubborn had Gu worms crawling on their necks by Yin Jiu Niang, while those who were soft-hearted confessed the placement of their ancestral tablets before being even asked.

Hu Biao walked into the command room with a stack of confessions in his hand, his face filled with shock.

"Old Qin, Nuonuo, these people are no ordinary robbers. They've uncovered a whole host of powerful forces behind them."

Jiang Nuonuo took the statement and quickly flipped through it, her expression growing colder with each reading.

"The Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, the South China Sea Spirit Alliance, the Crimson Cloud Sect, and the outer guard of the Myriad Elephant Chamber of Commerce all participated."

Qin Meng leaned back in his chair, munching on dried meat, and mumbled, "What's the background of the Wanxiang Chamber of Commerce?"

Jiang Nuonuo explained, "The largest resource trading organization after the catastrophe appears to be doing business neutrally, but in reality, it controls more than 30% of the global circulation of high-dimensional crystals."

Hu Biao continued, "They not only sell crystals, but also potions, intelligence, weapons, and sect bonds. They're nicknamed the Doomsday Bank."

Qin Meng's expression immediately turned disgusted when he heard the word "bonds".

"They're still lending money even when it's the end of the world; these people have really strong professional ethics."

Jiang Nuonuo handed Qin Meng a key statement.

"Zhou He confessed that Jin Wanlou, the president of the Wanxiang Chamber of Commerce, was the real financier behind this operation."

"Jin Wanlou has a large number of old-style crystals and sect IOUs. After you bring back the alien warship, the technology system will be reshuffled immediately. His inventory will be devalued, and the sects that borrowed money will also turn to Jiangcheng Base."

"So he has to seize a warship core, or at least prove that Jiangcheng Base cannot monopolize the technology."

Qin Meng understood.

This is not a simple rebellion; it is capital's last stand.

Hu Biao cursed, "That fat bastard is really cunning; he's almost cured my tinnitus."

Qin Meng asked, "Where is he?"

Jiang Nuonuo opened the map, which projected a huge mountain fortress.

"Wanxiang City, located in the mountains of western Yunnan, is the headquarters of the Wanxiang Chamber of Commerce. It has a permanent armed force of more than 20,000 people and seven defensive formations."

Hu Biao added, "They have debt relationships with all the major sects. If a fight really breaks out, it could trigger a chain reaction of factions taking sides."

Qin Meng swallowed the jerky and looked up at the map.

"Then let's not attack the city, let's check the accounts first."

Jiang Nuonuo was somewhat surprised: "Are you planning to go through the proper procedures?"

Qin Meng laughed: "I'm prepared to have him bring out the account books himself."

At the same time, in the very center of MixC, Jin Wanlou was sitting on a large chair wiping away sweat.

He was round and chubby, and always had a businessman's smile on his face, but he couldn't smile at this moment.

Zhou He failed.

More than 300 people were subdued by Qin Meng overnight, and not even a dog came back.

What alarmed him even more was that Qin Meng had extracted the royal seed.

Jin Wanlou was not truly serving the Wang court.

He had simply unearthed a royal palace ruin in his early years and obtained the seed trading system from it.

Over the years, he has used seeds to control some of the sect's high-ranking members and used the beacons left by the royal court to exchange for advanced technology, making his business bigger and bigger.

He adheres to a principle.

They cooperate with whoever is strong and call whoever pays them "daddy".

But Qin Meng's appearance shattered his business model.

If the Jiangcheng base publicly dismantles the Royal Court warship, the days of the Wanxiang Chamber of Commerce monopolizing high-dimensional technology will be over.

Jin Wanlou would not allow such a thing to happen.

He was willing to take risks to slow down Qin Meng's integration of the Earth.

"President, the Jiangcheng base has sent a public announcement."

A manager rushed in.

Jin Wanlou stopped wiping his sweat: "Read it."

The manager swallowed hard and said, "Qin Meng has invited global powers to participate in the warship technology allocation conference in three days at the Jiangcheng base. Anyone who registers will receive the first batch of civilian shield technology."

Jin Wanlou was stunned.

He had considered that Qin Meng would come knocking on his door, and he had also considered that Qin Meng would blockade the Wanxiang Chamber of Commerce, but he never expected that Qin Meng would share the technology.

The manager continued reading: "In addition, Qin Meng would like to express his special thanks to the Vientiane Chamber of Commerce for providing three hundred volunteers for last night's warship security drill."

Jin Wanlou's eyelids twitched violently.

The other senior members of the chamber of commerce in the conference room all fell silent.

That's such a shameless way to say thank you.

The volunteer is still crying in the prison cell at the Jiangcheng base.

"President, what should we do?"

Someone asked in a low voice.

Jin Wanlou crumpled his handkerchief into a ball and said coldly, "He wants to force us to go to the Jiangcheng base."

"If we don't go, people will suspect we have something to hide."

"If we go there, he can investigate us in person."

"Qin Meng may seem like a brute, but he's actually quite wicked."

One of the vice presidents hesitated and said, "How about we hand over part of the account books to settle the score?"

Jin Wanlou slammed his fist on the table: "Sue for peace? Do you even know how much is in the ledgers?"

The ledger contains not only black market transactions, but also lists of royal candidates, sect loan contracts, coordinates of ruins, and the flow of funds for secret human experiments.

Once handed over, the Wanxiang Chamber of Commerce will be torn to shreds by everyone.

Jin Wanlou took a few breaths and suddenly looked at the dark purple crystal on the wall.

That was the medium through which he connected with the underground royal court's base station.

He knew very well that Qin Meng would eventually find out about the Northwest Plateau.

He had to act before Qin Meng could launch his counter-strategy.

"Notify all branches to spread the word that Qin Meng is preparing to swallow up all sect assets and that the warship technology allocation conference is a trap."

The vice president's face turned pale: "President, this will enrage Qin Meng."

Jin Wanlou sneered: "He's already enraged. Now we need to make even more people afraid of him."

He stood up and walked to the dark amethyst.

"Reconnect to the Northwest base station and put the seed network into Level 2 standby mode."

The manager backed away in fright: "President, once the level two standby is activated, those seed hosts will go out of control."

Jin Wanlou turned to stare at him: "It's better if things get out of control, the more chaotic the better."

"If Qin Meng wants to save the Earth, he can't kill off all the sects."

"The more he has to worry about, the better our chances of survival become."

Inside the Jiangcheng base, Qin Meng quickly received the rumors spread by the Wanxiang Chamber of Commerce.

Hu Biao slammed his fist on the table in anger: "That fat bastard is really good at turning the tables. He was the one who came to steal last night, and now he's the one crying victim."

Jiang Nuonuo remained calm.

"The results are already in. More than a dozen medium-sized sects have suspended their registration, fearing that they will be detained if they come."

Qin Meng asked, "What about those major sects that are suspected?"

Jiang Nuonuo replied, "The South China Sea Spirit Alliance and the Crimson Cloud Sect have expressed their intention to wait and see, the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion is playing dead, and the Myriad Elephant Chamber of Commerce is saying that it will send a representative to participate."

Hu Biao glared: "He dares to come again?"

Qin Meng laughed: "Of course I dare. I'll send a scapegoat to buy time while my real body hides in Wanxiang City and calls for reinforcements."

Jiang Nuonuo nodded: "That's my judgment too, so we must gather evidence and not just rely on force."