172: Calculation

Orr Empire, Imperial Capital.

But at this moment, sitting on the throne was not their original ruler, "Karmot Auer," but a bald young man with an arrogant expression.

Below him, several men and women dressed in strange attire leaned lazily to the side, completely disregarding the empire's majesty.

Meanwhile, the original ruler and numerous ministers were all kneeling on the ground, not even daring to breathe loudly.

"Karmot. How is the matter I instructed you to handle progressing?"

"Master, I have already transmitted the items you provided to the sleeper agents lurking in the 'Star Dome Empire' and 'Free Star Alliance.' They can strike at any moment."

"Furthermore, ten main legions have already been stationed at the border, awaiting your instructions."

Karmot, the Emperor of the Orr Empire, immediately responded respectfully upon hearing the question from the throne.

"Very good. And the second matter?"

A smile played on the bald young man's lips. He reached out and pulled a tall woman beside him into his arms, groping her roughly a few times before continuing leisurely.

"Master, after receiving your cross-realm instructions, I have already begun building momentum for you in advance. Most regions had already accepted the fact of you succeeding as the empire's new leader, but..."

Karmot suddenly kowtowed, saying in a panic, "An arrogant fellow from the Intelligence Department somehow obtained the footage of your descent from beyond the realm and leaked it... Furthermore, the overseer happened to be under attack and was slightly delayed in deleting the footage. It was seen by many, leading some unruly subjects to incite a rebellion..."

"Useless trash."

Before he could finish, the bald man on the throne's eyes turned cold.

Karmot, who was kneeling, was suddenly struck as if by a heavy blow and was sent flying with a "thud."

But he didn't even have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth as he kowtowed repeatedly, saying:

"Master, please forgive me! Master, please forgive me..."

"Where is the guy who spread the footage?"

The bald man tapped the chair lightly, a bloodthirsty smile appearing on his face.

"That self-righteous fool committed suicide immediately after spreading the footage. He even claimed to be a 'Harbinger of Justice,' intending to prove his resolve through death."

Karmot said resentfully.

"Interesting... Since he loves playing the hero so much, send nine generations of his clan down to be buried with him."

The bald man sneered and continued:

"I'll give you one month to eliminate all dissenting voices. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master. I will certainly get it done."

Karmot felt a wave of relief and nodded repeatedly.

"Also, you mentioned the overseer was attacked. Who did it?"

"Master, the opponent was very cunning. They only obstructed for a while before withdrawing. We haven't traced their exact location, but there's a high probability they are from the Free Star Alliance."

Karmot speculated.

"The Free Star Alliance... Very well, then we'll deal with them first. Instruct the sleeper agents you sent to prepare to strike."

"As you command, Master. Your subordinate will attend to it immediately."

"You may leave."

Upon hearing this, Karmot and the group of ministers bowed once more and respectfully backed out of the main hall.

"Heh, Boss, you're still the most impressive. You planned everything before descending. Without doing anything, the mission is already half-completed."

One of the team members looked at the mission on his wristband and couldn't help but compliment.

"Hmph, that goes without saying. How can those trash compare to Boss's skills?"

The tall woman snorted softly, wriggling her body to press herself even closer.

"Enough useless chatter. Number Three, Number Four, you two go along as well."

The bald man waved his hand, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

His father was a high-level manager in the sect. He had learned about the mission and intelligence for this trial before it began, so he had planned ahead.

The top two in individual points could be directly promoted to Holy Son. He was determined to win!

...Two days later, Free Star Alliance, Xunguang Star System.

This was a small star system, but it was the most heavily defended place in the Star Alliance besides the Dawn Star Sector. The Statue of Liberty's Quantum Server cluster was located here.

Unlike other star systems that had trade planets or inhabited planets, the "Xunguang Star System" was a military restricted zone starting from its edge.

Half a Wings of God legion and two Class 3S Experts were permanently stationed here, never changing.

Of course, this Wings of God legion had now been replaced by the "Legendary Generation 3" series of starships, which offered superior performance.

Without the Sovereign's permission, even a legion marshal or a top expert like Kols would be executed on the spot if they trespassed.

At this time, on the outskirts of the server cluster.

A team wearing research uniforms was undergoing layers of security checks.

In addition to thirteen levels of nano-scale inspections, a Double S-Class Expert with special abilities was conducting the final review.

"Identity verification correct..."

"Biological information comparison normal..."

"No abnormalities found within the flesh and bone tissues..."

"..."

The group walked through the checks with practiced ease and arrived before the final SS-Class Expert.

"*Cough, cough*... Step forward one by one."

"I'll go first."

The leader of the team stepped forward without hesitation, bowed respectfully, and said, "Sorry for the trouble."

"Hmm... Stand in the center."

It was an old man who looked like he was in his twilight years. He nodded slightly, his cloudy eyes flickering quietly.

Instantly, the Researcher became like a marionette, his eyes turning hollow.

"Who are you?"

"Scott, Leader of the Statue of Liberty Maintenance Group 3."

"What is your purpose for being here?"

"To complete daily server maintenance work."

"..."

"That's enough. Next."

After a dozen or so questions, Scott's body shuddered, and the light returned to his eyes.

Soon, the other team members also completed their verifications one by one and entered the server facility.

"The usual rules. You two, go check if the chassis temperature is still maintained at minus 273.15 degrees to ensure the superconducting quantum is operating normally..."

"You two, go check the running quantum error correction codes..."

"You guys..."

As the group leader, Scott followed protocol, directing his team members' work one by one before heading to the main control console to begin his routine inspection.

"Hardware facilities are intact... Then I just need to check the parameter calibration..."

A relaxed smile appeared on Scott's face. He had completed these tasks hundreds of times and was more than familiar with them.

But just as he was about to start working, his expression suddenly froze.

A series of continuous drumbeats echoed from deep within his mind.

"Wake up... Wake up..."

A memory sealed in his subconscious was gradually awakened. A mysterious glint flashed in Scott's eyes as he continued his work, quietly responding in his heart.

"Codename 'Gemini,' awaiting instructions."

"By His Majesty's order, plant the information virus 'Puppet' into the Statue of Liberty terminal. Execute immediately."

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