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

Its voice came through the radio.

"Abnormal individuals, you cannot stop the harvest; Earth is merely a pasture."

Qin Mengfei flew to the energy sphere and placed his hands on it.

"You alien landlords have been collecting rent for far too long."

Black hole engine at full power.

The high-dimensional fuel inside the energy sphere surged wildly into Qin Meng's body.

His physical attributes began to fluctuate.

10,080.

10,090.

One thousand one hundred and twenty.

The inspector noticed the energy leak and all the cannons fired simultaneously.

The gravitational field around Qin Meng was distorted, and the artillery fire was deflected towards the inner wall of the maintenance port.

The explosions spread out in one area.

The repair port's self-repair system was operating at full speed, possibly because the source sphere was being swallowed by Qin Meng, causing the repair speed to slow down more and more.

The inspector shrieked.

"Stop! You are damaging royal assets!"

Qin Meng chuckled: "Now you know how to cherish your assets?"

He suddenly increased his devouring force.

The energy sphere collapsed.

The inner ring of the maintenance port collapsed, and a series of explosions began on the outer ring.

The landing ship had already sailed out of the harbor. Chu Feng looked back at the screen, his palms sweaty.

Hu Biao shouted anxiously, "Old Qin, stop eating and come out now!"

The explosion's light engulfed the repair harbor.

A few seconds later, a black dot shot out from the center of the explosion.

Qin Meng flew back, dragging half of the inspector's armored helmet, and casually tossed it into the landing ship's cargo hold.

Hu Biao was stunned: "You brought souvenirs?"

Qin Meng sat down by the hatch and clapped his hands: "Alive, go back and interrogate."

Karl stared at the severed armored head, his voice trembling: "The Inspector's core isn't dead; it will self-destruct."

Qin Meng looked down.

As expected, a red light appeared inside the armored head.

Qin Meng raised his hand and pressed down, directly crushing its self-destruct program into a two-dimensional sticker.

The inspector's remnant emitted a piercing electrical sound.

Qin Meng said, "Don't worry, we'll arrange a single room for you when we get back to Earth, and Karl will stay next door."

Carl was exasperated: "Why is it always my neighbor next door?"

Chu Feng piloted the landing ship to evacuate.

The maintenance harbor behind them exploded completely, turning into a dark purple cloud of debris.

After inspecting the tactical control center, Lao Lu was so excited his hands were trembling: "Complete! The control center is complete! With it, we can upgrade the fire control systems of all the turrets!"

News also came from Jiang Nuonuo's side.

"After the repair port was destroyed, some of the outer gun barrels of the Reaper mothership entered a maintenance failure state, and its first salvo intensity decreased by 17 percent."

Hu Biao slapped his thigh excitedly: "Demolishing gas stations is really useful!"

Qin Meng looked at the rising numbers in his body and felt good.

This trip was quite fruitful.

They captured the tactical hub, destroyed the supply port, and even rescued the descendants of three scientific expedition teams.

But the good news didn't last long.

The black hole engine suddenly sounded an alarm.

"Detected a hidden marker released before the destruction of the maintenance port, targeting the key on the far side of the moon."

Jiang Nuonuo's voice tightened: "The key is starting to heat up; it's being remotely activated!"

Qin Meng looked out at the dark space outside the porthole.

They managed to grab the remote control.

But then the bombs in the house started going off again.

When Qin Meng rushed back to Earth, the anomaly of the lunar key had already affected the base.

The silver key was not brought back to Earth; it remains sealed in the warehouse on the far side of the moon.

However, its fluctuations were fed back to Qin Meng, Qin Xiaoman, and Chu Feng's nerve circuits through the twelve chains.

Chu Feng vomited for a long time as soon as he got off the spaceship, and leaning against the hatch, he cursed, "This damn key has a fever, why am I the one who gets burned?"

Qin Xiaoman sat in the medical pod, a cooling patch on her forehead, and a can of braised pork in her hands.

Her face was pale, but she still tried to emphasize, "Brother, I'm fine. It's just that there's an alien alarm clock in my head that keeps ringing, and it's so annoying that I want to bite it."

Qin Meng stood beside her, his eyes cold.

After being stimulated by the hidden marker at the maintenance port, the key is now searching for a new host.

It discovered that Qin Xiaoman resonated with it the most, so it desperately tried to get closer to her.

Jiang Nuonuo pulled up the data and said, "We must stabilize the chains within twelve hours, otherwise the key will enter a semi-awakening state."

Hu Biao asked, "What does 'partially awake' mean?"

Lao Lu replied, "It means it won't fully open the door, but it will continuously send navigation calibrations to the Reaper mothership."

Hu Biao angrily cursed: "The alien key even has a sleepwalking timekeeping function, it's really despicable."

Qin Meng asked, "How do we stabilize the situation?"

Jiang Nuonuo pointed to the tactical hub that had just been seized back.

"Use it."

The tactical center was originally intended to unify the fire control of the artillery emplacements.

However, it also possesses Royal Court mothership-level permissions, allowing it to simulate the Reaper mothership's mainframe, making the Key mistakenly believe it has been acquired, thus ceasing its struggle.

The difficulty lies in the fact that the tactical core has just been acquired, and the translation core has not yet been fully adapted.

If the key is connected, the fire control system upgrade will be slowed down.

If you don't accept the key, the coordinates of Earth's defenses will be prematurely revealed.

Both sides are anxious.

Jiang Nuonuo's eyes were bloodshot, but she still forced herself to make arrangements: "I'll use half of the computing power to stabilize the key, and the other half to continue modifying the turrets."

Chu Feng objected directly: "You'll exhaust yourself."

Jiang Nuonuo didn't even look up: "Right now, the only people in the base who know this system are me and Lao Lu. Lao Lu has already poured coffee into the toolbox three times."

Old Lu coughed awkwardly beside him: "That toolbox did indeed become more functional later on."

Qin Meng looked at the chaotic command center.

He realized that the new difficulties did not lie with the enemy.

And in terms of manpower.

Earth doesn't have enough engineers, enough gunners, or enough time.

He can penetrate warships.

However, one person cannot sit in more than a hundred turrets and press the buttons at the same time.

People must be trained quickly.

Jiang Nuonuo proposed a solution.

By utilizing the Royal Court's tactical center to construct a virtual training ground, gunners' consciousness is briefly connected to the simulated battlefield, allowing them to complete months of training in just a few hours.

The cost is also obvious.

The Wangting training ground is brutal, with extremely strong neural feedback; an ordinary person entering it might faint on the spot.

Upon hearing this, Hu Biao immediately raised his hand: "I'll go first, my brain can take a beating."

Qin Meng glanced at him: "That's hard to refute."

The first batch of applicants numbered three hundred.

The team included the Rapid Deployment Team, Kunlun disciples, elite members of the Witchcraft Sect, descendants of the scientific expedition team, and technicians selected from the surrendered guards of Vientiane City.

Bai Xuanzhen also arrived.

He carried a sword on his back, his expression full of pride: "Mr. Qin, I am willing to fire the cannon for the Earth."

Yin Jiuniang sneered from the side: "You should learn how to turn on the machine before you act all high and mighty. Last time you even pressed the wrong button for the base elevator."

Bai Xuanzhen's face stiffened: "That elevator has too many buttons, which is an insult to a sword cultivator's intuition."

After the training camp was launched, the first group of people put on neural helmets.

Five minutes later, screams erupted one after another.

Hu Biao was the first to pop out of the training pod, his face filled with horror: "Who designed this tutorial? Making trainees hide from the mothership's main guns right from the start—what's the difference between that and throwing a child off a cliff before teaching them to walk?"

Karl, with the piece of paper pasted to the side, weakly said, "That's how it is at the Royal Court Military Academy; those who survive are qualified."

Yin Jiu Niang's Gu worms crawled out of the training pod, turning their bellies up and pretending to be dead.

Yin Jiuniang's face darkened: "Even my golden beetle was scared unconscious by your tutorial. Your royal court really has no conscience when it comes to education."