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

The next moment, the black warship dropped a signal amplifier from high above.

Karl was forced to provide the Royal Court Engineering Channel, and Chu Feng directly sent a forged order to the central command.

"Engineering maintenance notice: Your central access is about to expire. Please click to confirm renewal."

Karl nearly cried upon hearing this: "The royal court has not issued such a notice!"

Chu Feng retorted, "What do you know? Fraud is all about taking people by surprise."

The central nervous system clearly paused for half a second.

The signal worms froze.

Qin Meng seized the opportunity and started the Mk5 at full power.

His gravitational field does not spread outwards, but cuts directly into the edge of three-dimensional space, compressing the transmission path above the entire salt lake into a two-dimensional thin layer.

This thin layer won't hurt people; it only suppresses signals.

When the geomagnetic commands sent out from the central nervous system encounter a two-dimensional thin surface, they all turn into flat, garbled text and cannot spread.

Jiang Nuonuo looked at the screen and exclaimed excitedly, "It's a success! Global seed activity is starting to decline!"

But the underground central government was also enraged.

The center of the salt lake collapsed, revealing a huge vertical shaft with a diameter of nearly 1,000 meters.

A dark purple light shone from the depths of the shaft, and a core filled with blood vessels and metal pipes slowly rose.

Its outer shell is embedded with many human skulls, some of which are still emitting faint nerve waves.

Old Lu's face turned pale: "These are the Earth cultivators who were captured back then; they were turned into biological servers."

Hu Biao cursed until his voice was hoarse: "Wang Ting and his ilk should be flushed down the toilet!"

The central core emits new fluctuations.

The embedded human skulls opened simultaneously, and the sounds overlapped.

"Qin Meng, you can't save them."

"If you cut off their central nervous system, they will die."

"If the central government is preserved, they will become tools of the royal court."

This choice is disgusting.

Wang Ting put the hostages into the machine to force Qin Meng to hesitate before taking any action.

After a quick scan, Jiang Nuonuo said, "Their brain tissue has fused with the central nervous system. Most of their bodies no longer exist, but their consciousness waves still remain."

Hu Biao's voice was hoarse: "Is there any way to save him?"

Jiang Nuonuo paused for two seconds: "The body can't be saved, but perhaps the consciousness can be transferred."

Old Lu immediately objected: "There isn't enough space; ordinary computers can't hold such fragments of high-dimensional consciousness."

Qin Meng suddenly looked at the small prisoner ship behind him.

"Would the Royal Court Warship Core work?"

Old Lu's eyes lit up: "That works, but the transfer process requires the central hub to temporarily open its interface."

Qin Meng grinned: "Then let it open."

He raised his hand, and a small dimensional reduction domain condensed in his palm.

The central core sensed the threat and immediately contracted its outer shell.

Qin Meng said coldly, "I'll give you two choices: open the interface, or I'll crush you into a potsticker."

Carl muttered to himself, "What are potstickers?"

Hu Biao replied, "A type of food that's a bit thicker than what you have now."

After a moment of silence, the central system actually opened some of the interfaces.

It fears being directly demoted by Qin Meng.

Jiang Nuonuo and Lao Lu immediately connected to the transfer device.

The transfer process is extremely slow; each fragment of consciousness must be separated from the central nervous system, and it will dissipate with the slightest tremor.

Qin Meng stood at the edge of the shaft, maintaining the two-dimensional shield with one hand and using the gravitational domain to suppress the central core with the other.

For two whole hours, no one dared to laugh or joke over the salt lake.

Only after the last fragment of consciousness was transferred did Jiang Nuonuo finally speak: "Complete. All 327 fragments of consciousness have entered the warship's core."

Qin Meng nodded.

The next second, he suddenly clenched his right hand.

As the dimensional domain descended, the central core was compressed into a thin, dark purple sheet.

A long, cracking sound echoed from beneath the entire salt lake.

The red dots for seeds worldwide turned gray simultaneously.

Jiang Nuonuo looked at the screen, her voice finally softening.

"Central hub offline, seed network paralyzed."

Hu Biao sat on the ground, panting heavily, "Finally done. Now I want to eat three bowls of rice."

Just as Qin Meng was about to reply, the Black Hole Engine suddenly popped up a new alarm.

"A directional quantum signal was detected sent before the central nervous system died."

"Signal receiving location: far side of the moon."

Qin Meng looked up at the sky.

The moon is not visible during the day.

But he knew something was hidden there.

After returning to the Jiangcheng base, Qin Meng did not immediately set off for the moon.

He first had Jiang Nuonuo categorize the global seed list, directly arresting those who actively sought to join Wang Ting, and controlling those who were passively implanted before surgery.

This task sounds simple, but it almost drove the base's administrative system to its knees in the process.

There are more than 1,700 seed hosts, distributed across dozens of forces, with identities ranging from sect elders to logistics cooks.

The most outrageous case involves a vice leader of the South China Sea Spirit Alliance, whose seed ID is bound to a "high-quality seafood supplier".

After reviewing the information, Hu Biao remained silent for a long time before finally asking, "Does Wang Ting also eat seafood?"

Qin Meng replied, "Maybe aliens also like minced garlic."

The Vientiane Chamber of Commerce also collapsed.

Jin Wanlou was originally waiting for the Northwest Central Hub to activate Level 2 standby, but what he got was a complete disconnection of the seed network.

His dark amethyst shattered into eight pieces on the spot, in a very polite manner, leaving no room for compensation.

Jiang Nuonuo then released some of the evidence, and the creditor sects outside Wanxiang City immediately turned hostile.

These sects usually call Chairman Jin their brother, but when they hear that there are records of them being implanted with the seed in the ledger, their brotherhood immediately turns into a weapon of attack.

Having nowhere else to turn, Jin Wanlou could only send someone to deliver a letter seeking peace.

The letter was written in a very tactful way, saying that he had been misled by the royal court and had made a moment of confusion, and that he was willing to compensate for the materials and hand over the branch warehouse.

After reading the letter, Qin Meng handed it directly to Hu Biao.

"Tell him to wash his neck clean before the audit."

Hu Biao asked excitedly, "Does the audit involve gunfire?"

Jiang Nuonuo coldly replied, "Take it."

After arranging the ground cleaning, Qin Meng turned his attention to the far side of the moon.

The signal sent by the Northwest Central Command before its death was very short, containing only a string of coordinates and a single word.

key.

Chu Feng's expression turned serious upon seeing this word.

"We tracked down the lunar ruins of the royal court seven thousand years ago, but at that time the far side of the moon was obscured by strong interference, and the spacecraft would go out of control if it got too close."

Qin Meng asked, "You didn't force your way in?"

Chu Feng glared: "Our dilapidated ship has survived for seven thousand years only because we didn't try to force our way through."

Qin Meng thought about it and felt it made sense.

After analyzing the coordinates of the far side of the moon, the black hole engine provides a blurry outline.

There is a large underground warehouse there, which is more than 50 kilometers deep.

The warehouse has a dimensionally folded barrier on its outer layer, which is invisible to ordinary detection.

"Why would the royal court keep warehouses near Earth?"

Hu Biao leaned over to look at the projection.

Jiang Nuonuo said, "It could be a supply depot before the harvest, or it could be storing backup equipment for controlling the Earth."

Qin Meng looked down at the piece of paper in his pocket.

Once Carl's mouth was restored, he immediately exclaimed, "I really didn't know! The Lunar Warehouse was an ancient project; it was already archived when I was born!"