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When the first fully tested, combat-ready electromagnetic railgun successfully killed a high-level lord-class monster from hundreds of kilometers away in the wilderness outside the Jiangnan base city, the entire observation site fell into dead silence.

Then came a deafening roar of cheers.

While laser cannons are powerful, their actual combat effectiveness is far less impressive than theoretical data, due to limitations imposed by weather and atmospheric conditions.

The electromagnetic railgun's projectiles fly at thousands of times the speed of sound, unaffected by wind, rain, fog, or haze. With its long range, great power, and high accuracy, it can take down the most threatening Lord-level and even King-level monsters one by one before they even get close to the base city.

There's a saying that goes, "Cannons are used to measure the size of a country."

After the laser cannons were deployed, the base city extended outwards to the limit of the laser cannons' range, almost becoming a no-go zone for monsters, allowing humanity to barely reclaim a small portion of the land outside the base city.

But with such a short range, the laser cannon is practically meaningless on that small piece of land.

However, the Railgun is different. Even though it is limited by the curvature of the Earth and cannot hit targets thousands or tens of thousands of kilometers away, its deployment on the towering walls of the base city is enough to push the monster-free zone from a few kilometers outside the base city to more than a hundred kilometers!

Within this hundred-plus kilometers, no King-level or Lord-level monsters can survive, and the remaining beast soldiers and generals will sooner or later be wiped out by warriors whose mobility has been maximized by the hoverboards.

In this way, the actual control area of ​​the base city will be greatly increased, and the already enormous land pressure will be greatly relieved instantly.

That same month, the Hanxia leadership made a decision to fully deploy an electromagnetic railgun defense system around the six major base cities.

Even before the electromagnetic railgun was finalized, the problems related to energy and materials had already been solved by "Liu Ting".

This new strategic weapon against monsters is not large, about the size of a military truck. 500 units will be deployed in each base city, all powered by four dedicated large fusion reactors within the base city.

The Railgun is controlled by a high-end intelligent system and can operate its defense system autonomously. Once it detects a monster exceeding the set limit, it can complete the entire process of aiming, firing, and confirming damage within one second.

With this deployment, the area more than 100 kilometers outside the base city will become a true monster-free zone. Any king-level monster that comes will be sent away with a single shot. If one shot isn't enough, then ten, a hundred, or even a thousand shots will do!

Almost all the key technologies of the entire electromagnetic railgun defense system were developed by "Liu Ting".

Naturally, Liu Ting's name once again reached the pinnacle of global public opinion with an unstoppable momentum.

Hoverboard, ultra-miniature fusion battery, Liuting alloy, floating air defense system, heavy fusion reactor, electromagnetic railgun...

These world-changing inventions, like heavy bombs, have been continuously thrown into the lake of human society, stirring up huge waves.

She herself is only nineteen years old.

Gradually, a title began to circulate in the international scientific community, initially whispered among a few, but later recognized by more and more people—

"World's No. 1 Scientist"

Some people disagreed, but when they compared Liu Ting's achievements over the past six months with the lifelong achievements of those elderly academicians with gray hair, all their doubts seemed pale and powerless.

One person's contribution is worth more than an entire era.

This is Liu Ting.

Because of her relationship with "Liu Ting", Han Xia was always the first to obtain these important technologies and was at least two months ahead of other countries and forces in the world in terms of transformation and deployment, which made many countries envious but helpless.

Who told Liu Ting to be from Hanxia?

2057 4 Month 12 Day.

Jiangnan Base City, High Energy Research Institute.

"Liu Ting" was sitting in her office with her legs crossed, scrolling through her phone.

She had just returned from a trip to America and only came back this morning in the King-class intelligent fighter jet that Han Xia had finally developed with her help.

At the request of the American side, and with some of her own ideas, she went to Xinxiang base city a few days ago to guide the systematic construction of the electromagnetic railgun.

This trip wasn't too long, only about three days in total.

The guidance work itself is not difficult. She just lays out the whole set of technical specifications and setup procedures, and the other party just needs to follow them.

What truly bored her was the attitude of the American officials and warriors who were both wary and obsequious towards her.

He secretly wished he could tie her up and lock her in the lab to produce endless technology for them, but on the surface he still had to put on a smiling face and say things like "Academician Liu, thank you for your hard work" and "Academician Liu is truly a treasure of mankind."

hypocritical.

She was scrolling through her phone when suddenly, the office door was flung open.

Yu Qiaoqiao rushed in, her face pale, clutching a tablet computer, her voice trembling:

"Junior Sister! Something terrible has happened!"

"What major event has occurred? Has the sky fallen, or has a King-level monster broken through the Railgun's defenses and invaded the base city?"

Liu Ting casually raised her head, picked up the milk tea on the table, and took a sip.

“It’s not that big…” Yu Qiaoqiao handed the tablet to her, her fingers trembling as she pointed to the news headlines on the screen.

"Milo Cromwell, the patriarch of the Cromwell family, was attacked by a King-level monster this morning while traveling to the Philadelphia base in a smart fighter jet. The plane was destroyed and he was killed!"

Liu Ting paused slightly in the hand holding the milk tea.

Then, Yu Qiaoqiao continued reading:

"On the same day, Ronan Cromwell, the heir to the Cromwell family patriarch, was found dead in a room at one of his own pubs!"

"The body had no external injuries, but the manner of death was extremely gruesome, as if the person had been scared to death!"

Yu Qiaoqiao pointed to a photo in the report that, even with the mosaic blurred, still showed a horrific death, and turned her head away in unbearable pain.

"It's too horrible, I can't bear to look. Junior sister, you can see it for yourself."

Liu Ting put down her milk tea, took the tablet, and put it down as well.

She paused for two seconds, then slowly said, "Oh ho."

Yu Qiaoqiao was stunned: "Junior sister, you...you react like this?"

"What else? Should I set off firecrackers to celebrate?"

Liu Ting stroked her chin and nodded: "The patriarch and heir of the Cromwell family died on the same day. This is indeed great news and worth celebrating."

"Here's what we'll do: pass this on. The research group will have three days of paid leave. Everyone should have a good time and share the joy with more people."

She spoke with such conviction and without batting an eye.

Yu Qiaoqiao's mouth opened slightly: "...Junior sister, do you have a grudge against the Cromwell family? Then I really have to make some firecrackers to celebrate."

Humanity is in a precarious situation under the threat of monsters, and resources are scarce. Firecrackers, which were everywhere before the Great Rebirth, are no longer being made or sold. However, Yu Qiaoqiao has the skills, resources, and manpower to make them herself.

"Liu Ting" curled her lip. "You really should set off firecrackers, because the one who died this time was the culprit who caused your father's death."

"You can decide for yourself, but don't be too ostentatious, lest someone with ulterior motives spread the word and cause misunderstandings in America, saying that I killed him, which would be terrible," she said casually.

Yu Qiaoqiao thought for a moment and nodded: "...That makes sense, then let's just fire 10,000 shots."

“But junior sister, this matter has caused a huge uproar. It’s already in an uproar in America. I heard that the HR Alliance has also made a statement saying that they will definitely investigate it thoroughly.”

As she said this, she stared intently at "Liu Ting," wondering if this was the person her junior sister had killed.

She had no idea that her junior sister had a grudge against the Cromwell family before, but now that she knew, she was shocked to realize that her junior sister was indeed a suspect. She had the motive, the timing, and the ability to commit the crime!

"Let them investigate." Liu Ting picked up her milk tea again and took a leisurely sip. "I have nothing to hide."

"How could I, a scientific researcher with no physical strength, possibly go to America to kill the head and heir of the world's number one family? Surely they wouldn't frame me for this?"

Do I have that ability?

He was so weak he couldn't even kill a chicken...

Yu Qiaoqiao was both amused and exasperated. Her junior sister had really redefined the meaning of this idiom. The chicken you wanted to tie up, it wasn't the King-level monster, the Golden Rooster of the Fiery Sun, was it?

However, what my junior sister said seems to make sense.

What level of defense must the Cromwell family patriarch and heir have? Even a warrior surpassing the God of War level probably couldn't kill them in that way.

Although my junior sister is a mentalist at the peak of the God of War level, one of only nine invincible Gods of War in the world, killing the head of the Cromwell family is by no means an easy task.

Because Milo Cromwell himself was an invincible war god.

However, she always felt that her junior sister's "it's none of my business" attitude was a bit too relaxed.

They were so relaxed, as if they had known all along that something bad was going to happen.

She shook her head, banishing the terrible thought from her mind, and turned to leave the office to attend to other matters.

The office fell silent again.

"Liu Ting" held her milk tea, staring at the gray sky outside the window, her gaze somewhat profound.

Milo Cromwell is dead.

This was unexpected.

She knew Ronan would die, because it was indeed something she had arranged herself.

But Milo...

She hadn't even had a chance to make a move yet.

Why did this person leave on their own first?

Even reincarnation is done while it's still fresh?

She shook her head, not wanting to think about it any further.

Anyway, this isn't a bad thing for her.

It could even be described as an unexpected surprise.

She put down her milk tea cup and was about to continue scrolling through her phone when the communicator on the table suddenly vibrated.

Caller ID: Yao Weiwu.

"Liu Ting" raised an eyebrow and reached out to answer the call.

"Hey, Mr. Yao, I guess you're not here to discuss technology this time."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

Then, Yao Weiwu's voice slowly rang out, carrying a solemn tone:

"...Xiaoliu, I have a question for you, and you must answer me honestly."

"Liu Ting" still spoke in that nonchalant tone: "Go ahead and ask. I'm such an honest person, I'll definitely tell you everything I know."

Yao Weiwu ignored her antics, remained silent for a moment, and then spoke in a low voice:

“Miro Cromwell, the patriarch of House Cromwell, and his heir Ronan are both dead today.”

"I want to know if you did it."