Naruto: I'm really not an evil scientist!

The war that began with conspiracy has finally come to an end, and humans and the Vajra race can finally join hands to create a better future.

They will establish a new home on Vajra's home planet, living and developing together with the Vajra people.

As night fell, the Frontier fleet's lights shone brightly, but they couldn't mask the tense atmosphere that permeated the air.

Hiruko's black figure appeared exceptionally tall under the lights. His chakra surged slightly as he strode towards Catherine's car. Without exchanging any pleasantries, he got straight into the vehicle.

Catherine slammed on the gas, the engine roared, and the car shot out of the base like an arrow, speeding toward the President's residence.

……

The President's residence was heavily guarded.

Catherine led Biljukhu unimpeded to the door of the Grand President's private office.

The office door, made of precious mahogany, is carved with the emblem of the Frontier fleet, symbolizing power and authority.

In another large conference room, the president was holding an emergency meeting with cabinet members.

The news that the Galaxy fleet had destroyed two Vajra habitats with Dimension Eaters came like a bolt from the blue, plunging the entire Frontier fleet into panic.

The conference room table was piled high with documents and reports, and the screen was filled with all sorts of complex data.

Catherine contacted the President through the private communication channel in her office and briefly reported the arrival of Hiruko.

Upon hearing Catherine's report, a glimmer of hope flashed in the Grand Commander's eyes.

He snorted coldly, interrupting the cabinet members' argument, announced a temporary recess, and then got up to go to his office to greet Hiruko.

He was going to ask Biljukhu what could be done to save the Frontier fleet and help it weather this unprecedented crisis.

The president strode into his private office, the heavy wooden door slamming shut behind him with a dull thud.

Two fully armed guards stood at attention outside the door, and no one was allowed to enter without his order.

In the spacious office, only the Grand Commander, Biluhu, and Catherine were present.

The president walked to the desk, gestured for Biruhu and Catherine to sit down, and then sat down in the leather chair himself.

Without any formalities, Hiruko cut to the chase, saying, "Commander-in-Chief, send troops to the home planet Vajra!" His chakra fluctuated slightly, revealing his powerful confidence.

Upon hearing Hiruko's words, the Grand Commander was taken aback at first, then a smile appeared on his face. His deep eyes were filled with weariness and worry, before he revealed a helpless, bitter smile.

“Mr. Hiruko, it seems you already know,” the Grand Commander said. “This is exactly what I discussed with the Cabinet in the conference room just now.” The Grand Commander did not hide anything from Hiruko; he told him about the current predicament of the Frontier fleet and the disagreements among the Cabinet members.

The Grand Commander took a deep breath and slowly explained the difficult situation currently facing the Frontier fleet.

The president's brows were furrowed, and the wrinkles on his forehead deepened.

His hands were crossed on the table, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

"Based on the intelligence sent back by Catherine, we have confirmed that Galaxy is the mastermind behind all of this," the Grand Commander said in a deep voice. "After Galaxy destroyed the Vajra habitat, I immediately convened an emergency meeting."

However… the cabinet was divided into two factions, and they were arguing endlessly.

He paused, his gaze sweeping between Hiruko and Catherine, before continuing, "I immediately convened an emergency meeting after Galaxy destroyed Vajra's habitat."

"The pro-war faction believes we must immediately send troops to the Vajra homeworld to stop Galaxy's conspiracy, but..." The Grand Commander sighed, a hint of hesitation and worry flashing in his eyes, his tone filled with helplessness, "The non-war faction's viewpoint also has merit."

They believe that we have just gone through a tough battle and that we haven't even been able to fully tally the losses.

Sending troops out rashly would be far too reckless.

“And…” the President continued, “we received Galaxy’s refugee fleet.”

Who knows if there are spies or agents hiding among those refugees? Besides, even if we set off now, we probably couldn't catch up with Galaxy's speed.

"More importantly..." The Grand Commander stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the bustling forward fleet outside, his tone tinged with bitterness, "If we suddenly change our attitude now and head to the Vajra homeworld to stop Galaxy, what will our residents think? How will the families of the soldiers who sacrificed their lives in the battle cope?"

The commander-in-chief's back looked lonely and heavy in front of the window, his shoulders drooping slightly, as if he were bearing the weight of the entire frontline fleet.

“I don’t know what to do.” He turned to face Hiruko and Catherine, his tone filled with helplessness and confusion: “Both of these viewpoints have their merits.”

But as president, I have to make a decision.

But... I really don't know what to do.

The Grand Commander's gaze fell on Hiruko, as if searching for a glimmer of hope: "...Mr. Hiruko, what are your thoughts?"

Hiruko's tone was firm and powerful, his chakra surging within him. He looked directly into the eyes of the Grand Commander and said, "Grand Commander, if we do not send troops now, once Galaxy takes control of Queen Vajra, their first target will be the Frontier fleet!"

With Vajra's capabilities, once it's controlled, not only human civilization, but even the Zentradi and all the alien civilizations in the Milky Way galaxy combined, wouldn't be able to stop Galaxy's ambitions!

Upon hearing Hiruko's words, the Grand Commander's expression immediately became even more solemn.

He knew that what Beiruhu said was true.

Hiruko looked at the Grand Commander and continued, "Regarding the questions raised by the non-combatants, I would like to ask the Grand Commander, are you willing to believe me?" Upon hearing Hiruko's words, a glimmer of hope flashed in the Grand Commander's eyes.

He looked at Hiruko and asked, "Mr. Hiruko, what's your plan?" Hiruko replied, "If the Grand Commander trusts me, I can propose that Araban temporarily take over the fleet's affairs."

Using the capabilities of AI, we can quickly solve our current problem.

Whether it's resource allocation or the investigation of spies and agents, intelligent AI can handle it all.

The Grand Commander looked at Hiruko and asked, "What suggestions do you have regarding changing our attitude and going to Vajra's home planet to stop Galaxy?" "As for changing our attitude and going to Vajra's home planet to stop Galaxy, it's very simple."

It's not that we can blame everything on Galaxy, but that's the truth; it's that we've been deceived.

Aren't there still some traitors in the fleet? Catherine has already given you the detailed list. Now, strike immediately, arrest these traitors, and expose their crimes of betrayal to the world! Let people know that Vajra attacked the fleet because of these traitors, and let everyone's anger be focused on these people.

The fleet should also provide the families of fallen soldiers with several times the amount of compensation they receive, and take responsibility for their well-being in the next life.

This would not only quell the anger of the families, but also ensure that the soldiers of the unified army about to enter the battlefield would have no worries about their families' safety.

"At the same time, I will publicize my archaeological discoveries about Vajra and primitive civilization on a large scale!" Hiruko continued, his chakra exuding a mysterious aura. "Let people know that Vajra is actually a kind, intelligent, and sharing pioneer civilization!"

"Of course, the relationship between Vajra and the primitive civilization must be concealed as that of gods and believers."

Pirukho added, "At this juncture, it's not yet time to let the public know about this issue."

The president sank deeply into the soft leather chair, his brow furrowed, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, one tap after another, as if weighing the scales of hesitation.

The office was completely silent, with only the sound of the three people breathing clearly audible. The atmosphere was so heavy it seemed to have frozen in time.

That weathered face was now filled with struggle and conflict.

His deep eyes gleamed with a complex light, as if he were weighing the pros and cons and contemplating the future.

Time passed by, second by second, as if a long century had gone by.

Finally, the Grand Commander raised his head and looked firmly at Birukhu.

"Mr. Hiruko, I have decided to accept your suggestion!" The Grand Commander's voice was powerful and resounding, echoing in the office like thunder for a long time.

Although the Grand Commander still had many questions about Bilihu's identity and knew that Bilihu was hiding something, he knew that now was not the time to investigate these matters.

“Mr. Hiruko, I believe in you!” The Grand Commander’s voice was full of sincerity and trust. “From the time I met you until now, everything you have done has proven your friendship with the fleet.”

Not only did you not harm the fleet, but you also brought new technology that helped us see the truth of this conspiracy.” He decided to continue to trust Bilge Khu.

Therefore, he is willing to accept the risk of the fleet being controlled by intelligent AI.

The Grand Commander abruptly stood up, walked to Catherine, and said in a stern and resolute tone: "As Grand Commander of the Frontier Fleet, I order Lieutenant Catherine Glasgow to immediately arrest those traitors!"

Catherine stood at attention and saluted, her face serious and solemn, her sharp eyes gleaming with determination.

He responded in a loud voice, "Yes, Commander!" At this moment, there was no father-daughter relationship between them, only the order and obedience between superiors and subordinates, and only loyalty and responsibility to the fleet.

Chapter 487

Katherine Glasgow turned and walked to her desk, picked up the communicator, and said into the microphone, "Notify the Cabinet that the meeting will continue!" This time, she intended to use her presidential privileges to directly pass a resolution to send troops to Vajra's homeworld.

The Grand Commander walked up to Biluhu, extended his hand, and his weathered face was now filled with hope and determination.

Hiruko extended his hand, his chakra fluctuating slightly. He said nothing, but simply held the commander's hand tightly, everything understood without words.

"Your Excellency, may we now authorize Araban to take over the fleet network?" The President's hands were clenched tightly together, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

He took a deep breath and then slowly nodded, as if he had made an incredibly difficult decision.

Seeing this, Hiruko no longer hesitated, formed hand seals, his chakra surged, and he said to the air, "Araban, begin taking over the fleet network."

The device on the president's desk suddenly lit up with a red indicator light, as if it were receiving some kind of mysterious signal.

In less than two minutes, the Abandoned Version had completely taken over the fleet's network system.

Immediately afterwards, a virtual image appeared on the communicator screen on the president's desk.

That was an absurd version imitating Hiruko's silver-haired appearance.

The virtual images in the absurd version are so lifelike, they seem like real people.

His golden eyes, while seeing through everything, were devoid of any human emotion.

"Hello, Your Excellency, I am the Desolate Version of the Computational Quantum Computer." The President looked at the Desolate Version's virtual image, his heart filled with complex emotions.

He knew there was no turning back.

“Mr. Hiruko,” the Grand Commander said, looking at Hiruko with a heavy tone, “I entrust this to you! The future of the former fleet rests on your shoulders!” He could only hope that Hiruko would not disappoint him, for the future of the entire galaxy was now converging on this moment.

The following morning, the headquarters building of the United Army was bathed in golden sunlight, appearing particularly solemn and dignified.

Lyon Mishima received an urgent summons from the President, who ordered him to go to the military headquarters immediately to discuss important matters.

He dared not delay, quickly straightened his military uniform, and led a few trusted followers to the agreed meeting room.

Leon Mishima entered the conference room slowly, surrounded by his entourage. Upon entering, he frowned as he looked at the empty room.

However, when Lyon-Mishima and his party stepped into the conference room, the expected meeting scene did not occur.

A dozen or so fully armed soldiers who had been lying in ambush outside the meeting room suddenly rushed in, like tigers descending a mountain, and surrounded Leon Mishima and his entourage.

These soldiers, dressed in black combat uniforms that gleamed coldly under the lights, held assault rifles in their hands, the dark muzzles pointed at them as if ready to spew deadly flames at any moment.

"What are you doing?!" Leon Mishima shouted in shock and anger. "Who sent you?" However, the soldiers ignored his question. They moved swiftly and decisively, like well-trained cheetahs, subduing Leon Mishima and his entourage on the ground and handcuffing them with cold handcuffs.

Catherine entered the conference room escorted by soldiers, her delicate face now filled with coldness and determination.

She walked up to Leon Mishima, took out an arrest warrant stamped with the President's seal, and said in a cold voice, "Leon Mishima, you are suspected of treason and crimes against humanity. I am now arresting you according to the law!" Catherine's voice was as cold as ice, as if it were devoid of any emotion.

Lyon-Mishima was stunned when he heard Catherine's words.

He looked at Catherine blankly, completely bewildered as to what had happened.

Only when he saw the words on the arrest warrant and the president's signature did his heart sink, as if he had fallen into an abyss.