Disaster Simulator, global collapse begins.

As soon as Loken finished speaking, he controlled one of the bodyguards behind him to draw a long knife.

The shattered glass scattered on the ground resembled hundreds of cameras from different angles, reflecting the two men's confrontation amidst the light pollution from the neon lights and gunfire outside the window.

The messenger dodged the attack, but this seemingly ordinary strike easily severed his specially modified flying car.

His extensive combat experience made him realize that his opponent was using some kind of Originium Arts attached to the blade, and the resulting lethality was astonishing.

"Ability enhancement, or artificial ability user? But how could something of this level be considered the greatest work?"

He also activated his Originium abilities, plunging the entire office into darkness.

"Dark Curtain!"

Click...

Having lost his sight, his hearing seemed to become incredibly sharp. The man with the long knife accidentally stepped on and shattered a piece of glass, and then bullets came flying at him like a storm.

To complement his abilities, the messenger specifically trained in sound localization.

The barrage of comments tore through the darkness, but what the messenger didn't expect was that the long-sword guy was just a puppet, completely devoid of pain and fear.

Loken controlled his movement, advancing instead of retreating, going against the flow of bullets, and unleashing a perfect circular slash.

The source of the bullet was cut in two; it turned out to be a trap, fired by a robot!

boom!

The machine exploded, and Long Knife Bro was right in the center of the blast; his body was blown to pieces.

The envoy's mocking voices rang out from all directions:

"Mr. Loken, the test subject you placed so much hope in doesn't seem to be as powerful as you imagined?"

boom!

All the locations where the sounds came from exploded.

Psychic explosion! The second test subject has made his move.

Since we can't find it, let's clear the area.

"Don't rush, sir, this is just a warm-up before the main show begins," Loken said slowly, seemingly unconcerned about revealing his position.

"Your Originium Arts are very interesting, so I've decided to make you into my new body."

Even the well-informed envoy felt a chill run down his spine. He could feel rings of psychic energy exploding, which was the other party's exploration method, about to cover the area where he was located.

We have no choice but to take a desperate gamble!

The messenger suddenly sprang up, his exoskeleton propelling him forward, instantly pinning Loken to the ground. A dagger was held to Loken's neck as he threatened:

"Make them stop."

“You’re too naive.” Loken gave a strange smile.

The third Sarkaz warlock made his move, unleashing a special energy beam that bound the messenger and Loken together.

Seeing his employers being controlled, he didn't hesitate for a moment during the operation?! The messenger's mind raced. Perhaps, as Loken had hinted in his few words, these people were being controlled by him using some kind of Originium Arts.

As an affiliate of the Beach Umbrella Company, Loken's original Originium Arts were naturally registered, but no one can be sure whether he conducted some kind of experiment to give a person multiple Originium Arts.

Seeing that the hostage he had found was no longer of any value, the messenger made a decisive move. With a swift slash, he severed Loken's throat and artery, causing blood to gush out. He intended to disappear back into the darkness before the Sarkaz warlock's restraints tightened.

He failed.

In a bizarre turn of events, Loken, whose throat had been slit, actually clung tightly to him. Although compared to the well-trained Loken, this pampered fellow was not very strong and could easily break free.

But in that instant, he was a step too slow and was completely trapped in place.

Controlling one of the remaining three test subjects, he temporarily glued its neck shut with emergency medical gel and injected the messenger with a toxin that would paralyze its movements.

At this moment, the Sarkaz warlock released his restraints, and the experimental subject beside him separated the two.

Loken's body seemed to want to say something, but his leaky throat and the blood inside only allowed him to spit out a few bright red bubbles.

Fortunately, he has more than one mouth.

“You see, Mr. Messenger, I told you you would become part of my collection.”

"What... exactly are you?!" The messenger, who could only control his mouth, couldn't help but ask.

Loken himself, the three experimental subjects, and the electronic sounds emanating from the surrounding electrical appliances all spoke in unison a voice with a similar tone:

"Loken Williams, a genius."

At this moment, his communication was reconnected, and the other party rudely and directly invaded his communication.

"Hey, Mr. Locken, you look like you're in a bit of a mess over there?"

"Who are you?" Loken asked back, while subtly adjusting his head.

Chen Jie thought about it and realized that being a riddle teller would be quite an interesting thing:

"you guess?"

"A representative of some giant corporation? Or someone who lent the money to that madman's faction?"

"Hmm, take your time guessing."

"Whoever you are, if you want anything from me, send someone to me in person!"

After saying that, Loken wanted to stylishly end the call, only to awkwardly discover that the other party had forcibly hacked in.

It seems... it's still using the main network of Virtual Terra.

"Hmm..." Chen Jie was currently blending into the mechanical guards, feigning attacks and occasionally firing a few random shots. "Let's see how things go."

If we rush in now, it will be too obvious. We'll break into the building later and then leave the group.

Anyway, the security personnel at Loken Water Tank won't be able to hold out for much longer.

The other party hung up the communication, and Loken turned his head... almost losing his head in the process, but in any case, he looked at the messenger.

"See, this is why I'm staying here."

"After all, one of the things you self-proclaimed nobles like to do most is to smugly appear in front of the losers after you think you have complete control of the situation."

"Just like you just now... and I've wanted to slap you in the face for a long time."

……

Chapter 137 Buried Under the Night

Actually, it was Loken himself who felt humiliated.

He had just mentally raved about how great Virtual Terra was and how high its security level was... when the second person immediately gave him a surprise.

Although he appeared to be in complete control on the surface, he was actually panicking and was already preparing to sever the connection between the Originium brain and this place.

"Please escort this envoy away first," Loken waved his hand.

Although only he and his three experimental clones were present, he still acted as if giving orders, with each identity fulfilling its original purpose.

This is interesting and can also confuse the enemy—if the other side can forcibly intrude into his communications, they can certainly forcibly intrude into his surveillance as well.

The mechanical guards stormed the Loken Water Tank Laboratory building, and the isolation doors were lowered and locked, but after the guards conjured chainsaw swords from Soul Steel, it was destined that they could only delay the situation for a short time.

Chen Jie felt that after living in the Ark world for so many years, he had come to understand the emperor's style of doing things to some extent.

He's a master of memes and haphazardly stitches things together, sometimes even making baseless connections and forcing them together... Under his chaotic machinations, this land is almost turning from Terra into Holy Terra...

He left the group.

The mechanical body liquefied and climbed upwards along the ventilation duct, flowing into the room where Loken was.

The other person was sitting in an executive chair, with a broken floor-to-ceiling window behind him. The metallic air of Night City blew in through the window, and there were bullet holes and marks from sword cuts scattered all around, as if a great battle had taken place.

Loken was somewhat amazed as he watched the machine in front of him drip from the central air conditioning unit and reform into human form.

The virtual Terra network, which has never had a problem for thousands of years, is now experiencing security issues, and mechanical guards that no one has been able to control for millennia are now being manipulated by humans...

He understood everything:

"It's you! You're the mastermind who lent control of the mechanical guards to that madman!"

Chen Jie ignored him and glanced at the golden hourglass.

Exposing herself to Loken caused her to lose about a year of her remaining time in this simulation.

Her conjecture was correct: as long as those with ideas wield the power that already exists in the world, they can largely avoid being subjected to a reactionary reaction from the world.

It took less than five years to destroy the entire Loken Water Tank Laboratory.

"If we use the same method to destroy another large enterprise..."

"With two similar incidents occurring in a short period of time, many people would notice something is amiss..."

"They'll suspect there's a single mastermind behind it all. This observer effect, which has been observed since I appeared before Loken a year ago, will influence the world's rejection of me..."

So, you always have to come up with something new?

Loken: ? ? ?

What...are you saying?

“I used you and your company to conduct an experiment on some things that have little to do with you—just like you have done to others countless times before.”

Chen Jie clapped his hands:

"There's a saying in Yan: 'What goes around comes around, no one escapes the judgment of Heaven, every cause has its effect, and your retribution is me!'"

"So, are you happy? Were you surprised?"

Loken suddenly felt a strange sense of frustration and heartache. He had thought the mastermind behind the scenes was a cunning and resourceful character, but he was so disappointed in him.

Showing off your groundbreaking inventions to someone like that will give you no sense of accomplishment whatsoever.

Bored, he dispelled the possession and abandoned his original body and the experimental subjects without hesitation.

……

In the sewers, several experimental subjects, used as shells, were running away, clutching metal boxes about thirty centimeters square.

The next moment, they all stopped in their tracks.

"How...is this possible?!"

It was a massive army of mechanical guards; Loken was surrounded by them!

"It's the Golden Experience Requiem!" Chen Jie started spouting strange words that Loken couldn't understand again. "Once you're under my spell, you'll never reach the reality of successfully escaping from my grasp!"

It's basically tracking via a network cable...

Virtual Terra is indeed very safe. As a masterpiece left behind by his future self, Chen Jie has been studying it for several years but has not yet been able to fully master and crack it.

—But he has external devices.

Hyperdimensional hacking!

With the permissions and secret codes he leaves behind in the future, Chen Jie will be able to utilize most of its power.

In fact, the tens of thousands of mechanical guards lent to Joseph were only one percent of the entire security system.

If all of them were transferred out, they could form a million-strong mechanical army.

Of course, the consequence of doing so was that all the Black Towers were destroyed, and the entire land of Terra was once again directly exposed to the Scourge.

While retrieving the backend data, Chen Jie discovered something interesting—

In recent years, the total reserves of steel have been declining.

Initially, the reserve reserves were sufficient to support the operation, but later they all fell below the danger line. This is the real reason why the outer ring black tower experienced various malfunctions.

Someone is stealing liquid soul steel stored in the Black Tower Network!

As the saying goes, if there is a 300% profit, then capitalists will trample on everything in the world.

Soul Steel, also known as liquid Roman alloy, is more expensive than pure Originium per gram. Even if destroying the protective umbrella in the sky could lead to a natural disaster, or even if it could destroy the entire continent of Terra, they would still carry out this massive theft.

"When we get back to the Guard Bureau, we can check which faction is selling Soul Steel in large quantities," Chen Jie suddenly thought.

Loken's resistance was coming to an end.

The experimental subjects he took away, with bodies prepared in advance, possessed Originium Arts that were far more powerful than those left in the Loken Water Tank Laboratory, including the Longsword Guy and the Sarkaz Casters…

However, faced with the endless stream of mechanical troops, Loken still felt a sense of powerlessness.

Ultimately, this genius who single-handedly brought the entire laboratory from the outer ring to the inner ring and developed the consciousness uploading technology, who could be called a ruthless figure, had his Originium crystal brain taken into the dimensional rift by Chen Jie.