Resurrection Empire-Chapter 1099 - 427: Nothing More Than This, Oppression from the Higher Nobility_3

Thirdly, after Ren Zhong arrived at Source Star, he did not immediately communicate with the "net", but instead climbed up step by step as a wasteland dweller, delaying for many years before appearing in front of them, which is very strange and difficult to explain. For the high nobles, as long as they are awake, they consume their lifespan; the lifespan of high-level citizens is extremely precious, worth its weight in gold.

Fourthly, they believe Ren Zhong must be dissatisfied with them for being forced to consume so much of his lifespan.

Fifthly, they are very afraid due to the unexpected malfunction of the "net", worrying that they will be sent to court-martial upon returning to the Empire.

After summing up these five elements, Ren Zhong rapidly organized his thoughts.

He prepared to weave an "interesting story" to put a comma on his magnificent performance.

"Thinking time is over, you may start asking questions now, starting from you."

Ren Zhong pointed to a bald person in the middle of the crowd. This bald man was named Bessodes Alson.

In an era where biomedical technology is so advanced, baldness is a very rare phenomenon, yet male baldness is a genetic trait of the Alson family.

Bessodes swallowed secretly, stepped forward, placed his right hand on his chest, and bowed respectfully, asking, "Angel Envoy, we want to know if there has been any change within the Empire, please inform us, thank you." 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Ren Zhong nodded slightly, "That's a good question. Indeed, there have been changes. Our war situation with the Ascenders is not as smooth as you know."

Then Ren Zhong looked at Ying Feng, "Ying Feng, next, you should want to ask me why I came here with the highest authority code. I'll tell you the answer directly. Because the matter is of great importance, no negligence is allowed. Approximately a hundred years ago, I departed from Emperor Star No. 1. Before reaching the Source Star System, I detonated my voyager spaceship, dispersing it into cosmic dust. Subsequently, I utilized the latest full-concealment single-cabin flight plan to drift in the universe for nearly thirty years and quietly landed on Source Star. I did this to avoid the eyes of the 'net'."

Upon hearing this, everyone was utterly shocked.

"What!"

"This..."

Ren Zhong smiled, "Just as you comprehend, the 'net' has a problem. It has become unreliable. Beginning over a hundred years ago, the 'net' was infiltrated by the Pilgrims. The person who contacted you beforehand was not the Empire's intelligent brain, but a machine transformed by an SSS-grade Wise Man among the Pilgrims."

"Everything you received related to the Empire was an illusion. The cosmic hash value collected by the 'net' in the Source Star System was easily taken by the Pilgrims. In your original return plan, you were also going to be taken by the 'net' to the Pilgrim's Star Country. My mission here is to correct this mistake."

"Originally, this should have been a very simple matter. But you are so disappointing. You are too cautious and too lazy. The production management mechanism you established on Source Star is utterly disconnected from reality. The separation between you and the grassroots is too far. You also rely too much on the 'net'. I couldn't find a way to bypass the 'net' and directly communicate with you. Even after fully displaying my talents, I still did not receive proactive communication from you."

"According to the seventh Tracer law compiled by the Empire's Law Department, your task here includes nurturing war talents for the Empire, besides producing brains, collecting conventional resources, nurturing biochemical giant ship embryos, and collecting hash values. Clearly, you did not do well. Oh no, it can even be said you did terribly. Completely rotten."

"According to the information I received, your active time within this millennium totals less than five years. Of this, only less than seven hundred working days were truly engaged in work while the rest of the time was entirely for pleasure. You transferred your entire workload to the 'net' and those lowly colonizers who lead the so-called Association Elder Council. Your control over the 'net' is considered the worst among all Tracer administrators! This is why the Pilgrims found an opportunity, ultimately messing things up?"

"To complete my work, I even had to mingle with those lowly colonizers and start from scratch to establish my own power, recruiting loyal subordinates including Sun Miao and Hua Yuelan, then maneuvering between the monopolistic enterprises you created, playing absurd, ugly, and unintelligent strategies of alliance and division."

"I expended a great deal of effort, combining the capabilities of special Ruined Beast Descending Demon Baby and Legion Beast, integrating memories of ten thousand individuals from the Nameless City, and using the cancer cells I carried to create a super artificial intelligence to become my assistant. I then let this artificial intelligence invade the net, successfully temporarily shutting down the 'net' and blocking its information dissemination outside. The Empire's assets must not continue to be lost, and I absolutely will not allow the 'net' to guide you towards the Pilgrim's territory."

"I spent five years of my life to accomplish these. And what did you do? Even after the net collapsed, you only remotely controlled Ma Xiaocheng to appoint me as the ridiculous revival plan manager, without ever having a face-to-face meeting!"

"The Empire will suffer due to your incompetence! Your families will be shamed because of your incapability! Waste! You are all waste! What use does the Empire have of you?!"

Bam!

Ren Zhong slammed his palm onto the solid wood tea table, smashing it into pieces.

Wood fragments exploded and scattered, even piercing the tender faces of the nine frozen Elders, causing their faces to sting all over.

Yet after the explosion, the dock hall fell into utter silence.

The nine elder ice blocks were silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to move an inch.

Only the bionic mechanical maid swiftly transformed its arm into a vacuum cleaner, rapidly circling around everyone cleaning up.

The frozen elders dared not even make eye contact.

After a thousand years, they once again felt the terrifying pressure coming from the high nobles.