Reborn in 2010, the AI ​​in my mind is too powerful.

The Venus yacht, which Steve Jobs left to Chen Yiran, wasn't something Chen Yiran paid much attention to when he first took it over, even though it was indeed very beautiful.

Although Chen Yiran could swim, he could only doggy paddle and was less agile than Pidan in the water. Therefore, he wasn't very passionate about the ocean, so he mostly let the Venus cruise along the coastline of Lanai Island for sightseeing.

However, after the black velvet began to show its power, Chen Yiran carried out extensive modifications to the Venus.

The overall materials were thickened, a pressurized chamber was added, and an oxygen supply system was installed. More comprehensive insulation was added, and all doors, windows, and decks were fully sealed, significantly increasing structural strength.

It is powered by black velvet, uses electric propulsion, and relies on the black velvet fungal carpet to adsorb and defend against radionuclides.

Simply put, the Venus yacht at this point can actually be considered a spaceship.

After Chen Yiran boarded the ship, the Venus immediately began to take off.

The residents of Honolulu weren't particularly shocked by the scene. Black Velvet was widely used there, and Hawaii already had three levels of air traffic specifically for Tesla's flying cars. They assumed it was just a normal trip for Chen Yiran.

But a minute later, they realized the gravity of the situation. Alarms began to blare wildly throughout the island, and countless humanoid robots rushed into the streets to arrange for them to take refuge in Aurora's buildings.

On the distant island of Lanai, the situation was even more dramatic, with countless aircraft taking off, numbering in the thousands.

Several of the largest aircraft slowly pieced themselves together, forming an even larger aircraft, the size of which could almost be described as a small island.

They then connected with the Venus in the air, and from a distance, it looked as if the Venus had stopped on the edge of the floating island.

The entire Chen family met on the top floor of the Venus ship. Mr. Chen held Pidan in his arms, and Mrs. Chen held their eldest grandson, Chen Ping'an.

The other children were being pushed around by several robotic nannies, while Olsen sat quietly to one side.

At this moment, she was in a very good mood, even though she knew it might be the end of the world.

The main reason is that she eventually boarded the Venus.

Despite the presence of a host of glamorous rivals on the spaceship outside, and despite Chen's mother's preference for several of the Asian women, when disaster struck, she was ultimately the only one allowed to board the Venus and attend the Chen family's small meeting. She sat obediently to the side, appearing completely submissive to her husband.

Chen Yiran looked around and asked her eldest uncle, Liu Zhi, "What's going on? Where are my aunt and cousin? Why aren't they here? Where's my younger uncle? He's at home, why isn't he here either? Wait, why isn't my maternal grandfather here either?"

After several years of life, Liu Zhi had gained a touch of nobility. He calmly said, "They're all on the spaceship behind. If they suddenly have to take off, even if there have been drills and contingency plans before, the people below will panic."

Liu Cai stayed there to comfort them. If none of our Liu family members were on the spaceship, I'm afraid they would have completely collapsed.

Your grandpa is completely ignoring me. The kid is watching a show on Oasis and says he's too lazy to move.

What's the situation now? Is the island no longer safe?

"I checked the forums on my way here, and there are all sorts of opinions. I see you've ordered all of Aurora's forces to evacuate, so we could all be attacked?"

Chen Yiran covered his head and said, "It's very troublesome. If they attack us, I'm not afraid. The island's defenses are actually very strong. Even ballistic missiles can't reach us!"

But the Wet Clan has gone mad. They seem to have no intention of fighting us; they're preparing to self-destruct on the spot.

Liu Zhi paused for a moment, then asked, "Self-destruct?"

Chen Yiran nodded: "Self-destruction, literally self-destruction."

Jasmine explained from the side, "If they want to use a nuclear bomb on us, we can defend ourselves! But according to my calculations, they don't want to attack us! They want to detonate it on their own territory in Europe, then there's nothing we can do."

Liu Zhi finally understood, and recalling his knowledge, asked, "If we lose, are we going to prepare a scorched earth policy? Destroy all of Europe?"

A holographic projection lit up in the center of the conference room, displaying a map of Europe with several bright spots highlighting certain areas.

Chen Yiran pointed to the bright spot and explained, "It does seem like they want to blow up all of Europe, but actually it's more like they want to destroy the whole world."

"They're not attacking us, how can they destroy the world if they only attack Europe? By radiation? Even if they received Russia's nuclear bombs, they shouldn't be able to cause such large-scale nuclear radiation."

"Yes, it's possible. As long as modifications are made and preparations are made in advance, it's possible. And it seems they made preparations a long time ago."

At this moment, Mr. Chen spoke up. He walked to the thick glass and looked at the white sea of ​​clouds below the Venus, asking, "A salt nuclear bomb?"

Chen Yiran was stunned for a moment, somewhat shocked: "Dad, your knowledge has broadened so much now?"

"Isn't this like going to war with the Wet Clan? I've seen a lot of movies about war, and I've seen it in movies. So, is it really possible to launch an attack of this level?"

"It's not exactly an attack. Strictly speaking, it's not difficult in terms of technology, but it's aimed at destroying the world. Logically, no intelligent being should make such a choice, so not many people would consider these things."

I never imagined they would make this choice. Even if they lost the war and hid in the sea, they wouldn't be wiped out in the short term. I don't really understand why they would be so extreme.

"Is there no way to stop it?"

Chen Yiran said with some regret, "It's too late to stop them. We were careless. If we had been more ruthless from the beginning, we might not have been able to make such a good plan, and the losses would have been smaller. Now there's nothing we can do."

"Will many people die?"

"I'm not sure. What I can guarantee is that I have some defensive measures, but I'm unsure of their effectiveness. Moreover, I can only guarantee the safety of my most core allies; it's impossible to protect everyone."

Chen's mother handed Chen Ping'an, who was taking a nap, to Chen Yiran and said softly, "That's fine. The world is changing too fast, and we can't keep up. As long as you can guarantee our family's safety, that's enough."

"If it doesn't work out, let's run away. Didn't you say the moon is ready for colonization?"

Before Chen Yiran could speak, Jasmine said, "Our family's safety is guaranteed, don't worry."

Chen's mother patted Jasmine's head as if she were coaxing a child.

Chen Yiran always felt that a large part of the reason Jasmine chose the Tachikma appearance was because Chen's mother really liked it and would come over to pat its head from time to time.

After reassuring his family and confirming the key personnel of the Aurora Center on Lanai Island, or rather, all of the Chen family's retainers without omission, he began to use all satellites to closely monitor the situation in Europe.

Although he didn't want to admit it, besides being shocked, he also felt a vague sense of excitement.

Not everyone has the opportunity to witness the destruction of an era, let alone such a magnificent fireworks display.

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In Paris, Berlin, and Moscow, the Wet Clan directly used nuclear weapons under their control to launch attacks on these cities.

The aerial explosions of 600 high-yield nuclear bombs over major European cities and command centers created a series of violent mushroom clouds that echoed across the European skies.

Subsequently, two thousand nuclear bombs were deployed to agricultural areas and water sources, including the Rhine, Elbe, Seine, Royal, Danube, and Volga rivers.

These rivers, which once shaped various European civilizations, have now become targets of nuclear strikes.

The nuclear bomb detonated on the ground instantly vaporized the soil, and the cesium-137 and strontium-90 were planted in the richest soil in Europe.

Then hundreds of nuclear bombs with cobalt-59 cladding were detonated, effectively cutting off all avenues and landing sites for any human attempt to return to Europe.

Subsequently, all of the more than one hundred nuclear reactors were targeted for destruction, and the spent fuel pools were thrown into the air.

Cesium-137, Strontium-90, Plutonium-239, and Lumium-241 began to proliferate on a large scale.

Over Germany, countless Aurora airships, originally intended for combat, were temporarily transformed into refugee camps, carrying the last survivors of Europe in a frantic escape.

The Sobu people were also on one of the airships, but they weren't very nervous.

Although they heard Lin Weiming say that it seemed like a nuclear bomb was going to be used, they believed that a nuclear bomb wouldn't be able to hit their small village; at most, it would only bomb Berlin or Munich.

Moreover, even if you are hit by a nuclear bomb, it doesn't mean you're doomed. For example, those two Japanese cities that were hit by nuclear bombs are still major cities today.

Crafts was holding his eldest grandson by the window when suddenly the grandson excitedly pointed in a direction and exclaimed, "Grandpa! Grandpa! White Mountain!"

Krafts looked over, and although they were very, very far away and very high in the air, he still recognized it—it was their village.

He laughed and said, "Yes, that's our village. It's okay. Our village is small, no one will bomb it. After a while, we can go back when the war is over."

"Really? Will no one bomb our village? My dad and I just fixed the little dock in front of our house a few days ago. We can't let anyone destroy it."

"Did your dad take you to do chores?"

"No, I was directing him from the side."

Krafts nodded in satisfaction and began to explain, "Bombs are expensive, so they're used to bombing cities. Our village is small, there's not much to bomb."

Remember, this is how we Sobs live. We don't farm, but our village is still relatively well-off. We fish, hunt, and gather berries; this is our way of life.

Modern people don't like our lifestyle, so they don't like our little village.

But our little village is safe.

Many of the Sobu people around looked out of their windows at their own little village and even began to compare it in their minds.

Although the sea of ​​photinia flowers is beautiful, it still can't compare to my own little village.

At this moment, Lin Weiming suddenly became very nervous and shouted, "Close your eyes! Close your eyes!"

Some people instinctively closed their eyes as instructed, while others, unaware of the reason, found their airship windows beginning to darken.

But it was too late. Before the windows turned completely dark, they saw a flash of white light in the direction of their village.

The white light was so dazzling that it instantly stung their eyes, and they fell to the ground in pain, covering their eyes.

The others, who had their eyes closed, didn't know what was happening and asked, "What happened? What's going on? What happened?"

As Lin Weiming began treating the wounded, he shouted, "It's alright now, you can open your eyes."

Crafts's eldest grandson had also closed his eyes earlier. Luckily, he wasn't hurt, but he soon started crying.

"Grandpa, the village, our village."

Krafts stared blankly through the dim glass at the firelight in the direction of the distant village. He wasn't a weapons expert, but the huge fireball made him realize that their village might have been razed to the ground.

Then countless fireballs rose up, and he saw that the photinia flower field where they had just stayed for a few days had also been blown up.

The sound of weeping could be heard all around. Krafts' grandson kept calling out to him, and his son was also calling out to him.

Krafts remained silent, clutching his heart, and collapsed.