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

After remotely accessing the ledger data, Jiang Nuonuo's voice was so cold it could freeze tea: "Found it, the list of royal seed transactions, the funding for human experiments, the sect's debt control plan, and the maintenance records of the Northwest Central Hub."

Jin Wanlou lunged forward to snatch the account book, but Qin Meng kicked him to the ground.

Qin Meng looked down at him: "President Jin, you're quite the businessman. You can even calculate the depreciation of a human brain."

Jin Wanlou, face pressed to the ground, cried out in despair, "I just want to live! Who doesn't want to live after the cataclysm? The royal court provides the technology, the sect provides the money, and I sell intelligence—what did I do wrong?"

Qin Meng squatted down and patted his chubby face: "Wanting to live is fine, but selling others to prolong your own life is a different story."

Jin Wanlou suddenly screamed, "You can't kill me! The Wanxiang Chamber of Commerce warehouse has a self-destruct lock, and only I know the key to close it!"

Qin Meng stopped moving.

That's the difficulty.

The Vientiane Chamber of Commerce's global warehouse contains a large number of high-dimensional crystals, half of which are equipped with self-destruct locks.

If Jin Wanlou dies, the warehouse will automatically melt down, significantly reducing the energy available for Qin Meng to build the artillery emplacements.

Seeing Qin Meng stop, Jin Wanlou immediately regained his confidence: "You need me, Qin Meng. No matter how strong you are, you can't conjure crystals out of thin air!"

Hu Biao rushed in through the passage, so angry he wanted to shoot him: "Old Qin, let me blast him in the leg, let's see if he can remember the key."

Jin Wanlou shrank back in fear, but still clung to this bargaining chip.

Qin Meng smiled.

He pulled the piece of paper from his pocket and resumed speaking.

As soon as Carl came out, he shouted, "I'm cooperating! I'm cooperating before I've even asked any questions!"

Qin Meng pointed at Jin Wanlou: "The royal warehouse's self-destruct lock, can you unlock it?"

Carl glanced at Jin Wanlou, his face full of disdain: "You dare to use this civilian-grade security lock to threaten people? We don't even use this at our Wangting vegetable market."

Jin Wanlou was completely dumbfounded.

Carl recited a string of reverse engineering keys.

After Chu Feng remotely entered the information, the self-destruct locks of the Global Wanxiang Warehouse turned green one after another.

Jiang Nuonuo said, "I have taken over all warehouse access, and the crystal inventory is complete."

Jin Wanlou's last bit of confidence crumbled.

Qin Meng stood up and ordered, "Take him away and conduct a public trial."

Hu Biao grinned and said, "The audit was conducted with cannons; the job is done."

Two hours later, MixC announced its disarmament, and the global branch warehouse was taken over by Jiangcheng Base.

A large number of high-dimensional crystals were urgently transported to the Jiangcheng base.

Chu Feng looked at the warehouse inventory and his eyes finally lit up: "With this batch of energy, at least 120 warships can be converted into fixed gun emplacements."

Qin Meng asked, "What about the rest?"

Chu Feng looked up at him: "The rest requires a new type of main control core, otherwise Earthlings won't be able to operate it."

Just as Qin Meng was about to speak, Jiang Nuonuo suddenly sent an alarm.

"The key on the far side of the moon is exhibiting unusual fluctuations. It's not trying to break free, but rather sending us a set of coordinates."

An unfamiliar star map appeared on the screen.

Chu Feng glanced at it, and his expression changed.

"These are the coordinates of the outer repair port of the Reaper mothership."

Qin Meng's eyes lit up.

The enemy will arrive in fifteen days.

But the crack in the door was already visible.

After the crystals from the Wanxiang Chamber of Commerce were transported back to the Jiangcheng base, the entire base was extremely busy.

One after another, transport trucks drove into the warship berthing area, their compartments filled with high-dimensional crystals. The guards along the way dared not look around.

Hu Biao stood at the entrance registering, muttering to himself, "One car, two cars, three cars, I'm rich, I'm rich!"

Jiang Nuonuo walked by and casually snatched his registration form: "Don't just keep talking about getting rich. If the quantity is one yuan short, you'll be sleeping at the entrance of the crystal warehouse tonight."

Hu Biao immediately became serious: "My loyalty to the organization is no less than that of a crystal."

Qin Meng sat on the turret of a Royal Court cruiser, watching Chu Feng and Lao Lu lead their men to dismantle the control room.

The royal warships have very strong firepower.

The problem is also significant.

Their operating system is designed entirely according to the physiological structure of the royal court, and many instructions require four hands, six nerve tentacles, and a brain that can withstand high-dimensional feedback.

If an Earthling sat inside, let alone firing a cannon, he could read the boot menu as a will.

After being tormented by the system for a long time, Lao Lu finally took off his helmet and cursed, "This designer must have a grudge against normal life. The left button is to fire, the right button is to eject, and the middle button is to play the fleet hymn."

Hu Biao was shocked: "They even have background music during their battles?"

Karl's piece of paper was stuck next to the control panel, and he looked aggrieved: "The fleet's hymn can boost morale."

Hu Biao sneered: "After your morale was boosted, you were all dragged back by Lao Qin."

Karl immediately shut up.

Jiang Nuonuo projected the renovation plan onto the big screen.

The plan is divided into three layers.

The first layer involves dismantling the warship's mobility system, fixing it to the ground, and converting it into a planetary defense turret.

The second layer involves replacing the royal court's neural interface with an Earth-based control console, allowing trained human gunners to operate it.

The third layer uses Qin Meng's black hole engine as a temporary unified fire control core to uniformly calibrate firepower.

That sounds beautiful.

It's a hassle to do.

The biggest challenge is the fire control delay.

The Reaper mothership is too large, but its outer armor has a dimensional deflection layer, which will deflect ordinary artillery fire.

If more than a hundred turrets cannot hit the same point simultaneously within 0.3 seconds, the attack effect will be reduced by more than half.

The Earth's existing networks cannot do this.

The Royal Court system can do it, but it doesn't allow humans to touch it.

Chu Feng said, "We need a complete Royal Court tactical hub; the interfaces on the captured ships are all incomplete."

Qin Meng looked down at Karl's piece of paper.

Karl's mouth twitched: "Don't look at me, I'm just the commander of the advance force, not the mothership-class central command."

Hu Biao reached for the scissors: "If you're still being modest, I'll cut some lace for you."

Karl cried: "I really don't know how! The mothership-class central control requires authorization from the navigation brain. Your key on the far side of the moon can grant you some permissions, but once it wakes up, it will sell you all to the Reapers."

These words silenced the meeting room.

The key is dangerous.

But it also has permissions.

Jiang Nuonuo said, "We can't let the key take over the fire control, but we can use the maintenance port coordinates it leaks."

Chu Feng immediately understood: "Go to the outer repair port of the Reaper mothership and seize a tactical hub?"

Hu Biao perked up immediately: "Wait, the mothership hasn't arrived yet. Shall we go steal some parts from its doorstep first?"

Qin Meng nodded: "It's only fair to reciprocate. They bury the key on Earth, and we'll go to their ship to get the remote control."

Old Lu said with a bitter face, "The problem is, how do we get there? The Reaper mothership is still outside the solar system, and there must be a reconnaissance network around it."

Qin Meng looked at the projection of the key on the moon's back.

Although the key was locked, the maintenance port coordinates that were just sent contained a short-lived authentication fragment.

The missing code cannot open the door, but it can fool the outer reconnaissance network for a few seconds.

A few seconds isn't enough for others.

That's enough for Qin Meng.