The soft lights of the control room high above, like the compassionate gaze cast by a deity, enveloped everything below.
"Alright."
Lu Cheng's voice was not loud, but it clearly overpowered all other sounds.
He smiled, his gaze sweeping over the two figures below, his tone gentle.
"Yao'er, Ling'er, stop now."
"Don't break the toys so quickly; we haven't played enough yet."
One sentence.
Made Ji Tianxing's blood rush to his head instantly, his eyes turning crimson!
Toys?
He, Ji Tianxing!
Thirty-five years since he transmigrated, the Son of Destiny with the System, the richest man in the world with leading technology!
In the mouth of this devil, he was... a toy?
A great humiliation!
This was a humiliation he had never endured in his entire life!
"Lu Cheng!!"
Ji Tianxing roared in fury.
"You devil! You despicable, shameless bastard!"
"I'll fight you to the death!"
He abruptly stopped his evasive movements, letting Ji Ling's blade cut through his arm armor again, his eyes flashing with the madness of taking them both down!
"Armor highest authority! Activate self-destruct sequence!"
"Countdown initiated!"
"Five."
A cold mechanical voice echoed within the damaged armor.
Red warning lights began to flash wildly, illuminating his distorted face like a demon from hell.
He wanted to use the ultimate power of this armor to blow everything here, along with that damned devil Lu Cheng, into cosmic dust!
However, facing this final madness.
Lu Cheng, high above, didn't even twitch an eyebrow.
He didn't even bother to acknowledge Ji Tianxing's roar, merely extending his hand towards the hysterical "loser" below.
Then.
He gently snapped his fingers.
"Snap."
A crisp sound echoed in the empty workshop.
The next second.
A terrifying scene unfolded that made Ji Tianxing's eyes almost pop out.
The nanometer nanotech combat suit he was so proud of, the ultimate masterpiece that embodied his life's work, suddenly seemed to lose all control.
"Zzz... zzzzzz..."
A series of strange electrical noises.
Immediately after, pieces of black nanotech armor began to spontaneously decompose and peel off, uncontrollably!
They seemed to possess life, or perhaps were summoned by some supreme power.
One piece, two pieces, hundreds, thousands of pieces... They flew up like black butterflies from Ji Tianxing's terrified body, tracing elegant arcs in the air, and finally, all flew towards Lu Cheng high above!
In front of Lu Cheng, these nanotech armor pieces began to rapidly spin and reassemble.
In the blink of an eye, they formed a perfect, miniature armor model.
It floated silently above his palm.
The entire process was fluid, as if this armor inherently belonged to him.
Lu Cheng lowered his head, examining the model in his palm, then raised his eyes to look at the dumbfounded, completely petrified Ji Tianxing below, and smiled.
"Your technology is very interesting."
"But to me, it's nothing more than a pile of building blocks."
He paused, the curve of his lips taking on a hint of malicious amusement.
"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you."
"Your daughter, Ji Yao, is now my Chief Technology Officer."
"She's studied this stuff of yours for a long time, much more thoroughly than you, her father."
"Pfft--!"
Ji Tianxing could no longer hold it in, a mouthful of fresh blood suddenly gushed out!
His confidence in technology was his last fortress.
And now, that fortress was utterly shattered by Lu Cheng in the most cruel and direct way!
He was like a tiger stripped of its claws and fangs, left only in his inner lining, exposed to the cold air, trembling.
He looked up, despairingly.
Looking at his two most cherished "daughters."
One, Ji Yao, was standing with her arms crossed, a mocking smile on her face.
The other, Ji Ling, was expressionless, her eyes as cold as if she were looking at a stranger.
They... "Why..."
Ji Tianxing roared, his voice filled with incomprehension and madness.
He stared intently at Ji Yao.
"Why! I gave you life, I gave you the world's most advanced intelligence! Why did you betray me!"
"Oh?"
Ji Yao tilted her head, a sneer curving her lips, even mimicking the condescending tone Ji Tianxing used to use when speaking to her.
"Father, you've got it wrong, haven't you?"
"You didn't give me life; I wasn't born from you!"
"Besides, you gave me intelligence, but wasn't it still for me to work for you?"
She extended a slender finger, tapped her temple, then pointed to Lu Cheng high above.
"I just chose a... more appreciative master, that's all."
Ji Tianxing's body trembled violently; he suddenly turned to Ji Ling on the other side, his eyes filled with confused logic, unable to accept reality.
"And you! P2! You can't betray me!"
"I stripped you of your emotional module! You don't understand what betrayal is! This is illogical! This is impossible!"
The silent Ji Ling, at this moment, took a step forward.
She lowered her head, gazing quietly at this broken "creator" with her glazed eyes.
Then she reached out and gently, tenderly, touched the location of her heart.
The gesture was soft and cherished.
In her eyes, a color named "happiness" was reflected.
"You stripped it."
"But... he gave it back to me."
Ji Ling looked up at Lu Cheng beside her, her eyes filled with pure, unadulterated reliance and belonging.
She looked at Ji Tianxing again, pronouncing his death sentence word by word.
"So, your logic was flawed."
"Ah ah ah ah--!"
Ji Tianxing went completely insane!
All his understanding of this world was, at this moment, utterly torn apart by his two daughters' answers, trampled underfoot, and ground into dust!
His "tool theory," his identity as "creator," became a colossal joke!
"Alright, the farce should end."
Lu Cheng lost his patience for further amusement.
He wasted no more words, and with a thought.
"Buzz--!"
An ominous black vortex slowly materialized directly in front of Ji Tianxing.
That was the System Furnace!
The moment the vortex appeared, the Black Technology System within Ji Tianxing let out a piercing shriek of terror!
He could clearly feel a gravitational pull, frantically tearing at his soul, trying to forcibly drag out the most precious thing within his body!
"No! No--!"
Ji Tianxing shrieked in terror, scrambling backward with hands and feet, trying to get away from the terrifying vortex.
Lu Cheng watched his undignified state, his voice like the whisper of a devil.
"Ji Tianxing, haven't you always been curious why I could always be one step ahead of you?"
"Now, I'll let you see the answer with your own eyes."
As his voice fell.
Lu Cheng made a grasping motion at the void towards Ji Tianxing below!
"Ah--!"
Ji Tianxing let out an inhuman scream!
A dazzling golden orb of light was forcibly torn from his seven orifices by an invisible hand!
That was his Black Technology System!
Deprived of his System, Ji Tianxing's body seemed to have all its essence drained.
His hair turned white at a visible rate, his skin sagged, and wrinkles appeared.
In just a few seconds, he transformed from a spirited middle-aged man into a decaying old man on the verge of death.
He collapsed to the ground, his eyes vacant, muttering meaningless words.
"My... my System..."
"My... everything..."
Lu Cheng watched with satisfaction as the orb of light merged into his body, feeling the System Furnace begin to operate rapidly.
He looked down at Ji Tianxing, who had completely become a cripple, and gave his final command.
"Ling'er."
"See your father off, one last time."
Ji Ling nodded calmly in response.
Her arm, "click-clack," transformed once again into a sharp blade glinting with chilling light.
She looked at her former "creator," her eyes now holding only the tranquility of new life.
In his last moments, Ji Tianxing used all his strength to lift his head.
But he only saw the blade in the hand of his most perfect "creation," Ji Ling, falling mercilessly.
Thud.
The world fell silent.
[Ding! Successfully terminated the Son of Destiny, Ji Tianxing, gaining a huge amount of Villain Points!]
[Ding! Successfully plundered the Black Technology System! The System Furnace is currently refining it...