Naruto: I'm really not an evil scientist!

“Colonel Grace Godunova.” Hiruko paused, then added, “Of course, you can call me Professor Grace Godunova if you prefer.” His words carried a hint of mockery and sarcasm, which made Grace feel uncomfortable and indignant.

Upon hearing Hiruko's words, a barely perceptible hint of panic flashed across Grace's face.

She looked around and saw that Catherine had silently drawn her pistol and was pointing it at her; the cold metallic feel of it sent a chill down her spine.

Orchid huddled behind Catherine, trembling with fear.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, filled with the smell of gunpowder, as if a fierce battle could break out at any moment.

Grace remained outwardly silent, but her heart was already in turmoil.

Her modified cybernetic eyes gleamed with a cold red light, like two eerie lanterns.

Her modified body was full of power and speed, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment.

Her brightly colored lipstick-covered lips curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful sneer, as if mocking Beiliuhu and Catherine's overestimation of their abilities.

"You two think you can capture me?" Grace sneered inwardly. "How naive!" She calmly activated her communication channel and gave the order to Brera Stern, who was lurking in the shadows: "Move!" Her voice was low and cold, full of killing intent and determination.

The next moment, Brera Stern burst out of the stage shadows like a ghost.

His modified arms shot out like lightning, the sharp wrist blades gleaming coldly, aimed straight for Hiruko's back.

The wrist blade gleamed with a cold, eerie light, as if it could cut through anything.

At the same time, Grace also moved.

She appeared in front of Catherine with a speed too fast for the naked eye to perceive, and snatched the pistol from her hand.

Before Catherine could even react, Grace had already snatched the pistol from her hand.

Grace fired three shots in quick succession, one to Hiruko's head and two to his chest. The bullets whistled through the air, carrying the scent of death as they flew toward Hiruko.

The bullet was incredibly fast, seemingly capable of piercing through any obstacle.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Brera's wrist blade was less than a centimeter away from Hiruko's back, and the sharp edge had already touched Hiruko's clothes; Grace's gun was still smoking, and three bullets cut through the air and headed straight for Hiruko, the trajectory of the bullets was particularly clear under the light.

Orchid and Shirley covered their mouths in terror, too terrified to make a sound. Their minds were blank, completely unable to comprehend what was happening before their eyes. Catherine gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with anger and resentment, but she was powerless and could only watch helplessly as everything unfolded.

However, things did not turn out as they had imagined.

Brera's throat was gripped tightly by Hiruko's hand like an iron clamp, making it impossible for him to breathe or struggle.

Brera's sharp wrist blade stopped less than a centimeter from the back of Hiruko's heart and could not go any further, as if it were blocked by an invisible force.

Hiruko's other hand also shot out with lightning speed, precisely catching the three bullets fired by Grace O'Connor. The bullets spun on his fingertips, making a buzzing sound as if time had stood still.

Hiruko's indifferent voice rang out on the silent stage: "I said you have no right to refuse." His voice was deep and powerful, full of unquestionable authority and determination.

Brera and Grace's eyes were filled with fear and shock; they couldn't believe what they were seeing.

How could anyone accomplish such a thing using only their physical body? Even the Zentradi couldn't do it! Their hearts were filled with doubt and resentment, but even more so with fear and despair.

Seeing that Brera was easily subdued by Hiruko as if he were a chicken, Grace immediately realized that the gap in strength between herself and Hiruko was like a chasm that could not be crossed by human power.

She immediately prepared to flee this dangerous place, but Hiruko had already seen through her thoughts.

He sighed softly and said in a slightly helpless tone, "Why won't Miss Grace listen to me?" His voice carried a hint of regret and disappointment.

“It’s your turn to do things, Ara-ban.” Hiruko’s voice was not loud, but it was full of authority and determination.

The next moment, a dark space suddenly appeared in Grace's mind, and in the center of that space floated a pair of huge eyes.

Those eyes had no whites, only black pupils, like black holes in the universe, devouring all light.

Those eyes seemed to see right through her soul, filling her with immense fear and despair.

"Ah!" Grace O'Connor screamed in pain, convulsing violently as if struck by an electric current.

Pain and despair crossed her face, and she uttered a few words intermittently: "Intellectual AI..." In front of the desolate version, Grace's cyber-modified body was like a toy, completely at the mercy of the computer.

Her body stiffened instantly and then collapsed limply to the ground, as light and powerless as a falling leaf.

Brera, who was also subdued by Hiruko with one hand, lost the power to resist. His hands hung limply at his sides, as if he had lost all strength and vitality.

Grace and Brera collapsed to the ground like puppets with their strings cut. This sudden turn of events left Sheryl, Orchid, and Catherine stunned, their minds blank for a moment, and they even forgot to breathe.

They couldn't believe what was happening before their eyes; it felt like a dream.

The three of them only snapped out of their daze when Hiruko's calm voice rang out again.

“It’s alright now,” Hiruko said calmly, his voice full of comfort and reassurance.

Sherry then realized what was happening and threw herself into Hiruko's arms, anxiously searching his body with her hands and asking, "Hoshi, are you alright? Are you hurt?" Her voice was full of worry and care, as if Hiruko were the most important person in her life.

Hiruko gently patted Sheryl's back, his movements tender yet firm, as if to soothe her fear and unease, comforting her, "I'm alright, don't worry." His voice was full of warmth and determination, making Sheryl feel a sense of security and happiness.

Catherine walked up to Hiruko with a trembling expression. She stared incredulously at the three bullets held between Hiruko's fingers and stammered, "You...you...how did you do that?" Her voice was filled with surprise and curiosity, as if she had witnessed something unbelievable.

Hiruko smiled slightly, winked at her, and said, "I'm an adventurer, isn't it normal for me to know a little martial arts?" His words were tinged with teasing and humor, leaving Catherine speechless and helpless.

She covered her forehead, looking speechless. She knew that Hiruko was fooling her again, but she was used to it. After all, Hiruko had always been so mysterious, and so far he had not done anything to harm the Frontier fleet.

Hiruko smiled inwardly as he looked at Catherine's slightly wary and puzzled expression.

This time he wasn't lying; he was using a legitimate scientific method that combined chakra power, only this method was slightly more powerful.

He quickly formed hand seals in front of him, and the pale blue chakra light flickered slightly, blending into the surrounding environment, making it difficult for people to detect the fluctuations of this special power.

To prevent further trouble, Catherine immediately called SMS to escort the group and the two prisoners lying on the ground to the base.

SMS base, in the interrogation room.

The cold light shone into the empty room, the dark walls reflecting a glaring glare. The interrogation room contained only a table and two chairs, nothing else, creating an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

One-way transparent bulletproof glass divides the interrogation room into two separate spaces. The glass has faint chakra patterns flowing on it, which was specially reinforced with chakra by Hiruko to prevent accidents.

Hiruko sat on one side of the table, while Grace, who was still unconscious, sat on the other side.

In the room next to the interrogation room, Sherry, Orchid, and Catherine, along with the members of SMS, were observing everything in the interrogation room through the glass.

Looking at the unconscious Grace O'Connor, Hiruko formed hand seals again and softly uttered, "Araban." As his words fell, a unique chakra fluctuation emanated from him.

Grace's eyelids twitched slightly as she regained consciousness. Her gaze shifted from dazed to clear. When she was fully awake, her prosthetic eye rapidly scanned her surroundings, and her modified brain processed the information at lightning speed, discovering that she was in an unfamiliar environment.

She was strapped to a metal chair, her hands bound by electronic handcuffs, unable to move.

Sitting opposite her was a man, none other than Beiliuhu.

Hiruko looked at her, his face expressionless, and said calmly, "How are you feeling now?" Grace was taken aback, and then she realized that Hiruko was asking about the feeling in her head.

She tried to concentrate and sense the Implant device in her brain, but found that the electronic signals that should have been present in her mind had vanished without a trace.

"What happened?" Grace O'Connor asked in surprise. "Where is my Implant device?"

Hiruko slowly raised his hands in front of him, palms facing upwards, with pale blue chakra coiling around them like threads, and slowly said, "That thing has already been destroyed by Ara-sama combining my chakra power."

"Abandoned version? Isn't that the name of the intelligent AI that Hiruko called out before?" Grace then realized that Hiruko had released the Galaxy Fleet from her brain control, and she had regained her freedom.

Hiruko gazed at Grace quietly, knowing that at this moment, Grace had truly gained freedom.

He didn't rush to speak, but waited patiently for Grace to make her own choice. At the same time, his chakra aura emanated from him, giving people a strange sense of pressure.

Time ticked by, and the interrogation room was silent except for Grace's rapid breathing.

Finally, Grace O'Connor broke the silence. She looked up at Hiruko and said, "What do you want to know?" Hiruko's face remained expressionless as he simply said, "I want to know everything about the Galaxy Fleet's plans." Grace took a deep breath and began to explain the Galaxy Fleet's plans.

Her voice gradually became more fluent, and her modified brain worked at lightning speed, revealing all the plans for the Galaxy fleet without reservation.

She recounted how the Galaxy Fleet planned to exploit Vajra through the songs of Sheryl and Orchid, how they planned to use the war to seize control of the Frontier Fleet, and who in the Frontier Fleet was colluding with the Galaxy.

In the next room, everyone listened to Grace's story, their expressions varying.

Sherry's face was filled with grief and anger, while Orchid turned pale with fright.

Upon hearing Grace's account, Ozma became even more enraged. He slammed his fist into the wall, creating a loud bang, and faint ripples of chakra spread across the wall.

Ozma's face was filled with anger and hatred.

His fists were clenched tightly together, his knuckles white from the force.

“Those bastards!” Ozma Lee said through gritted teeth. “I will never let them get away with this!”

Chapter 485

Catherine quickly entered the list of traitors provided by Grace into the terminal and transmitted it to the Grand President via an encrypted channel.

With this list, the Grand Commander can strike precisely and wipe out all the corrupt elements within the fleet.

In the interrogation room, Grace let out a long sigh of relief, as if she had finally lifted a heavy burden that had weighed on her heart for many years. A relieved smile even appeared on her face.

She looked up at Hiruko and asked, "You really possess intelligent AI technology and can combine it with chakra?"

Hiruko didn't answer directly, but instead quickly formed hand seals and said to the air, "Ara-ban, say hello to Miss Grace."

Hiruko's voice was calm and indifferent, as if he were talking about something trivial, while his chakra glow flickered slightly.

The next moment, a virtual image suddenly appeared on Grace's prosthetic retina.

That was a silver-haired young man who looked exactly like Hiruko. This was a borrowed image from Ara, which was then changed to look like this.

The absurd version is not keen on creating an image for itself like some AIs in novels; in its view, that is just a manifestation of developing superfluous emotions.

It doesn't have those thoughts now, nor does it feel the need to have them. As a quantum computer serving the chakra power system of Hiruko, maintaining its current form is the best course of action.

Moreover, Hiruko was surrounded by artificial beings with unique ideas.

"Hello, Miss Grace, I'm Huangban." Huangban's voice was as pleasant as a gentle breeze on the water.

Grace was taken aback at first, then gave a wry smile.

As a cyborg, she knew better than anyone the terrifying power of the forbidden technology, Intellectual Aai, combined with chakra.

A wry smile appeared on Grace O'Connor's face.

She knew she had lost fair and square.

She had no chance of winning against Beiliuhu and Huangban.

“I lost,” Grace O’Connor said softly. “Completely.”

At the same time, Grace was also secretly relieved. If it weren't for Hiruko's special ability to combine intelligent AI technology with chakra, the government of the Frontier fleet would probably have been undermined by Galaxy's conspiracy, and the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Where are the people from the Galaxy Fleet?" Hiruko asked, his chakra aura fluctuating slightly. "Are they hiding inside the Frontier Fleet, in the refugee fleet, or somewhere else?"