100: Black 5 attacking the matriarchal world

"We dare not!"

A group of male voices responded in unison.

001 climbed onto the roof silently and lifted a roof tile.

In the hall below, dozens of young men knelt on the ground, with a middle-aged woman standing before them.

The woman wore a cyan robe, held a rattan cane, and had a stern expression.

"From today on, you are the male Outer Sect Disciples of the Qingyun Sect."

"The first rule: Women are superior, men are inferior."

"The second rule: Everything must prioritize the needs of the female Disciples."

"The third rule: Without permission, you must not stare at a female Disciple for more than three seconds. The fourth rule..."

She rattled off over thirty rules in one breath, all of which were restrictions and requirements for the men.

The kneeling men kept their heads bowed; no one raised any objections.

001 recorded everything.

Its sensors simultaneously captured the energy fluctuations of everyone in the hall.

The middle-aged woman had the highest intensity, equivalent to 8.5 times the standard energy unit.

While those males were mostly between 1 and 3.

"The power disparity is immense."

001 analyzed,

"Not only in social status, but there is also a huge gap in individual combat power."

"This explains why men cannot resist."

Just as it was preparing to leave, an accident occurred.

In the corner of the hall, a young man suddenly raised his head.

His gaze was different from the numbness of the others; it contained something 001 was familiar with.

It was that suppressed, unwilling, and angry light that 9527 once had.

The middle-aged woman noticed it immediately.

"You! What are you looking at!"

The rattan cane "cracked" across the man's face, leaving a bloody mark.

The man gritted his teeth, making no sound, but his fists were tightly clenched.

"What? Not convinced?"

The middle-aged woman sneered,

"You lowly males, it is already a gift that you are allowed to live, and you still want to resist?"

She raised the rattan cane, preparing to strike again.

Just then, 001 made a decision it could not explain itself.

Its processor had not gone through any logical analysis, yet its arm was already raised.

The micro energy gun hidden under its armor aimed and fired.

A red beam, almost invisible to the naked eye, penetrated the roof tile and accurately struck the middle-aged woman's wrist.

"Ah!"

She screamed, and the rattan cane fell from her hand.

The hall was instantly in chaos.

"Who?! Who dares to attack a Qingyun Sect deacon!"

The middle-aged woman clutched her bleeding wrist, glaring at her surroundings.

The male Disciples lay on the ground in terror, not daring to move.

On the roof, 001 had already retracted its weapon and left silently.

When it returned to the temporary assembly point, its logic module was self-reviewing.

"Why intervene?"

001 questioned itself internally,

"This is unrelated to the mission; Lord Black Spirit required information gathering, not alerting the enemy."

But it could not find an answer.

That locked memory fragment trembled slightly again.

"Commander,"

A robot reported,

"Information collection complete."

"Town and surrounding maps have been drawn,"

"Biological characteristics and energy fluctuation data of 127 residents have been recorded,"

"Forty-three segments of conversation have been intercepted."

"Summarize and analyze."

001 suppressed the doubts in its mind.

Ten minutes later, a preliminary intelligence report formed in 001's processor:

【 World Name: Qingyun Realm (self-proclaimed) 】

【 Social Structure: Extreme Matriarchal Society 】

【 Females occupy all positions of power; males are systematically suppressed and objectified 】

【 Power System: A method of energy utilization called "Cultivation" 】

【 Levels: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Soul Transformation, etc. (pending further confirmation) 】

【 Energy source is Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi. 】

【 Technology Level: Pre-industrial era. However, individual combat power far exceeds ordinary humans due to the Cultivation System. 】

【 Social Conflict: Highly suppressed male groups may have the will to resist, but are thoroughly suppressed by power disparities and the social structure. 】

【 Preliminary Strategic Assessment: Can be disintegrated from within. 】

【 Utilize the dissatisfaction of the male groups, incite rebellion, create chaos, and then take advantage of the situation to enter. 】

001 transmitted this report back to the Machine Oil World through the space tunnel.

A few minutes later, Black Spirit's reply arrived:

【 Preliminary strategy approved 】

【 But remember: The goal of the Black Faction is conquest, not liberation 】

【 Male groups are just tools, disposable after use 】

【 Begin the operation, 001, let me see your capabilities 】

Upon receiving the order, a flash of red light flickered in 001's optical lens.

"Begin phase one: Create chaos."

It looked towards the town.

Nightfall was about to descend.

...

The Qingyun Realm has no moon, but there are three stars in the night sky emitting a soft light, enveloping the earth in a silvery-white glimmer.

The town quieted down at night.

The streets were almost deserted, with only a few taverns still lit, from which came the laughter of women and the sycophantic laughter of men.

The target 001 chose was the most luxurious building in town—the "Fengqi Building."

According to observations during the day, this was a place frequently visited by Qingyun Sect Disciples and local female nobles, and it was also the place with the most male "waiters."

"Mission objective: Create panic, demonstrate power, and transmit information."

001 issued instructions to its subordinate robots,

"The first squad is responsible for perimeter security; kill anyone attempting to flee or report the news."

"The second and third squads follow me into the building."

"Understood."

Twenty black robots dispersed like ghosts, blending into the night.

001, with two robots, arrived at the back door of the Fengqi Building.

The door lock was an ancient copper lock, which was like butter before its energy cutter. Silently, the door was cut open.

Behind the door was a corridor.

A young man was wiping the floor; when he heard the sound and looked up, seeing three black metallic figures, his eyes widened instantly.

But before he could make a sound, 001 had already teleported in front of him, its metal fingers gently pressing against his throat.

"Be quiet, and you won't die."

001's electronic voice was cold and clear.

The man nodded in terror.

"How many people are here? How many females? How many males? What is the level of the strongest person's cultivation?"

001 asked in a series.

"The... the building currently has thirty-two female guests, eighteen female servants, and forty-five male servants..."

The man replied tremblingly,

"The strongest... is Senior Sister Liu Ruyan of the Qingyun Sect, Late Golden Core Stage..."

"Where is she?"

"The... the number one Heavenly room on the third floor..."

001 released its hand and knocked the man unconscious with a precise hand strike.

"Target: Liu Ruyan. Secondary objective: Create maximum chaos."

It led two robots up the stairs.

Along the way, it encountered several male servants, all of whom were silently dealt with.

Not killed, just knocked unconscious; in 001's plan, these males were still useful.

Arriving on the third floor, outside the number one Heavenly room.

From inside came the charming laughter of a woman and the pleading of a man.

"Senior Sister Liu, please spare me... I really can't take it anymore..."

"Trash! You can't even do this little thing well, what use are you!"

001 kicked the door open.

The scene inside the room caused its processor to pause for 0.3 seconds.

A young woman in red was abusing a man kneeling on the ground; the man dared not resist, only clutching his head and pleading.

There were three other women in the room, drinking and having fun, turning a blind eye to this scene.

When the door was kicked open, everyone turned their heads.

The woman in red, Liu Ruyan, was the first to react.

A flash of surprise passed through her eyes, but it immediately turned into anger.

"What are you things?! Daring to barge into my room!"

She swung her whip, the tip of the whip carrying a cyan light, striking straight at 001's face.

The speed and power of this strike far exceeded 001's estimation.

But after all, it was one of Black Spirit's most perfect creations; its body reacted within a thousandth of a second, dodging sideways.

The whip struck the door frame, wood chips flying, leaving a deep crack.

"Energy-attached attack."

001 quickly analyzed,

"Power equivalent to 1.5 times a standard energy weapon. Threat level: Medium-high."

"Sisters, take down these monsters!"

Liu Ruyan shouted coquettishly, and a cyan longsword appeared in her hand.

The other three women also summoned their Magical Artifacts: a fan, a jade hairpin, and a ribbon.

001's optical lens scanned the four:

"Energy fluctuations: 1 Late Golden Core Stage, 2 Middle Golden Core Stage, 1 Early Golden Core Stage."

"Tactical suggestion: Prioritize killing the strongest."

It did not draw an energy weapon but charged directly at Liu Ruyan.

"Seeking death!"

Liu Ruyan sneered, her longsword turning into a cyan sword light, stabbing straight at 001's chest.

But 001 did not dodge or avoid.

The moment the sword tip was about to strike, the armor on its chest suddenly opened, revealing a row of micro-cannons.

"What?!"

Liu Ruyan's pupils contracted.

But it was too late.

Six red beams fired simultaneously, blocking all of Liu Ruyan's escape space.

She barely managed to parry three with her longsword, but the other three accurately struck her shoulder, abdomen, and thigh.

"Ah!"

Liu Ruyan screamed, flew backward, and crashed into the wall.

"Senior Sister!"

The other three women exclaimed, but before they could come to the rescue, two Black Faction robots had already moved.

Their attacks were simple and efficient.

Energy guns fired in bursts, targeting joints and vital points.

In less than five seconds, all three Golden Core Stage female Cultivators fell to the ground; they were not dead, but had been precisely disabled.

001 walked up to Liu Ruyan.

This Late Golden Core Stage Cultivator, who had been so high and mighty just moments ago, was now struggling to crawl up, but the blood flowing from her wounds had already stained the carpet red.

"Who... who on earth are you..."

She looked at 001 in terror.

001 did not answer, but instead raised its foot, its metal boot crushing down on Liu Ruyan's wrist.

"Snap."

The sound of bones breaking.

"Ah—!"

Liu Ruyan let out a shrill scream.

The other guests downstairs heard the commotion and began to panic.

But soon, the panic turned into screams and shrieks as the robots on the perimeter began clearing the area.

001 picked up Liu Ruyan and walked to the room's balcony.

Downstairs, in the courtyard of Fengqi Tower, a dozen female corpses were already lying on the ground.

The surviving female guests gathered together in terror, held at gunpoint by the robots.

The male attendants hid in the corners, watching everything in fear.

001 threw Liu Ruyan onto the balcony railing, leaving her half-hanging outside.

Then, it turned on its loudspeaker.

"Women of the Qingyun Realm, listen."

Its electronic voice echoed in the night sky, cold and ruthless.

"Your world, your so-called 'matriarchal order,' ends today."

The women in the courtyard looked up in terror.

"You oppress men, objectify men, and treat them as livestock and playthings. You believe this is the natural order."

"But now, I am telling you: no."

001 pointed at the male attendants hiding in the corners:

"Look at them. They are human, just like you. They have thoughts, feelings, and dignity."

"But you have stripped them of everything, forcing them to live on their knees."

The male attendants were stunned, unable to believe what they were hearing.

"And now,"

001 continued,

"they have the chance to stand up."

It leaped from the balcony and landed in the center of the courtyard.

The robots immediately cleared a path.

001 walked up to a young male attendant.

This man was the very same one who had been washing clothes for a woman by the stream earlier that day.

"You,"

001 asked,

"what is your name?"

"I... I am called Afu..."

The man replied, trembling.

"Afu, tell me,"

001 pointed at the terrified women in the courtyard,

"do you hate them?"

Afu was stunned.

He looked at the women who were usually so high and mighty, then looked at 001, his lips trembling, but he dared not speak.

"Tell the truth."

001's voice held no emotion,

"I will not punish you."

Afu took a deep breath, and then, in a voice that was barely audible, said:

"...I hate them."

"Louder."

"I hate them!"

Afu suddenly roared, tears streaming from his eyes,

"I hate that they use me like a dog! I hate that they beat and scold me at will!"

"I hate that they auction off my brothers! I hate all of this!"

His voice echoed through the courtyard.

Among the other male attendants, some began to weep, while others began to growl.

The women in the courtyard grew even more terrified.

They saw a flame they had never seen before burning in the eyes of the men who were usually as docile as sheep.

"Very good."

001 said,

"Then now, I will give you a chance."

It drew an energy dagger from its waist and handed it to Afu.

"Kill her."

001 pointed to the most ornately dressed woman in the courtyard,

"She is the town mayor's daughter. I saw it earlier today; she whipped an old servant in the street,"

"just because the old servant accidentally brushed against her hem while walking."

Afu looked at the dagger, his hand trembling.

"Pick it up. If you dare not, then continue to kneel, continue to be a dog."

"If you dare, you will become the first to stand up."

Time seemed to stand still.

All eyes were focused on Afu.

The mayor's daughter shook her head in terror:

"Afu... don't... I was wrong... I will treat you well from now on..."

Afu looked at her, looked at the dagger, then looked at the male compatriots watching him.

Then, he reached out and gripped the handle.

His hand no longer trembled.

"Ten years ago,"

Afu whispered,

"you sold my younger sister to a brothel just because she accidentally broke one of your teacups."

"She was only thirteen years old that year."

The mayor's daughter's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

Afu walked toward her, each step steady.

"I knelt and begged you for three days and three nights, and you had people break my legs."

He was already standing in front of her.

"Now,"

Afu raised the dagger,

"it is time for you to pay your debt."

The dagger descended.

Blood sprayed.

Shrieks of terror from the women rang out in the courtyard.

Afu stood in a pool of blood, holding the dripping dagger, panting heavily.

There was blood and tears on his face, but his eyes were terrifyingly bright.

001 walked up to his side and patted him on the shoulder.

"From today on, you are no longer Afu."

001 said,

"You are 'Avenger One.' You are the first warrior of the Resistance Forces."

Then, 001 turned to the other men:

"Who else?"

A brief silence.

Then, one, two, three... more and more men walked out.

They took weapons from the robots and walked toward the women who had once oppressed them.

The courtyard turned into an execution ground.

Screams, pleas, curses, and cries.

But no woman received mercy.

Just as they had never shown mercy to men.

Half an hour later, in the courtyard of Fengqi Tower, there were no standing women left.

Over fifty men stood in the pool of blood, holding weapons, their faces a mix of confusion and madness after their revenge.

001 stood before them.

"This is just the beginning."

Its electronic voice sounded again,

"Throughout the entire Qingyun Realm, there are thousands of places like this, and thousands of men oppressed just like you."

"You have two choices: return to your previous lives and continue to be dogs."

"Or follow me, overthrow all of this, and build a new world."

Afu, now Avenger One, was the first to kneel:

"I will follow you!"

"I will follow you!"

"I will follow you!"

All the men knelt.

001 watched them, red light flickering in its optical lens.

The first phase of the plan was a success.

"Clean the scene, collect the spoils, and take everything that can be used."

001 ordered,

"We leave here in one hour. Reinforcements from the Qingyun Sect will arrive soon."

"Yes!"

The men began to move.

They scoured Fengqi Tower for all its valuables: Spirit Stones, Medicinal Pills, Magical Artifacts, gold, and silver.

They also released over a dozen male slaves who had been locked in the basement.

001 personally checked the corpses of Liu Ruyan and the other Golden Core Stage female Cultivators.

On them, it found several Jade Slips, which recorded Cultivation Techniques and maps of the Qingyun Realm.

More importantly, it discovered an interesting item in Liu Ruyan's Storage Ring: a communication jade talisman capable of contacting an Inner Sect Elder of the Qingyun Sect directly.

001's processor began to run a new plan.

It activated the jade talisman.

A few seconds later, a dignified female voice rang out:

"Ruyan? What is it at this late hour?"

001 mimicked Liu Ruyan's voice, which was effortless for its voice synthesizer:

"Revered Master... help... monsters are attacking the town... they are terrifying... they killed everyone... I am injured..."

"What?! Hold on! I will bring people over immediately!"

The communication was cut.

001 looked into the distance, in the direction of the Qingyun Sect.

"Phase two: Ambush the reinforcements."

It turned and said to Avenger One:

"Take everyone to our temporary base in the mountains."

"The coming battle is not something you can participate in."

"But..."

"Obey orders."

001's voice was unquestionable,

"You are too weak right now. But don't worry, I will make you stronger. Soon."

Avenger One gritted his teeth and nodded:

"Yes!"

One hour later, in the valley outside the town.

001, with twenty robots, lay in ambush on both sides of the valley.

They had already planted energy mines, set up sniper points, and prepared all their weapons.

In the distance, dozens of streaks of light appeared in the night sky—Cultivators flying on swords.

001's optical lens locked onto the targets.

"One, two, three... thirty-seven."

"Energy fluctuations: 1 Early Nascent Soul Stage, 12 Golden Core Stage, 24 Foundation Establishment Stage. Tactical assessment: Extermination possible."

It raised its hand.

"Prepare..."

The streaks of light grew closer, and the figures on the Flying Swords could already be seen.

Leading them was an old woman with white hair, her Aura sharp and fierce; she was indeed an Inner Sect Elder of the Qingyun Sect.

"Fire."

001's hand swept down.

In an instant, dozens of red beams lit up on both sides of the valley.

The energy mines detonated simultaneously.

The Cultivators on the Flying Swords had never expected to encounter such an attack.

They were accustomed to being high and mighty, accustomed to dueling with immortal arts, and had never seen this kind of pure, mechanical, and highly efficient method of slaughter.