'Damn it, if you want to be like Yuye Boss, how can you play? You have to kill me. No, I have to see if anyone is online.'

'Hey, the boss of Black Ice is online. He hasn't appeared much recently. Damn it, I invited him to besiege the Akudama family, but he actually ignored me and didn't do the task. Is he stupid?'

The plane couldn't help but cover its face.

This encirclement and suppression campaign was 100% in vain.

Who are these people!

He is somewhat fortunate now that since he refined the Sunflower Book, he has become farther and farther away from these sand sculptures.

I believe that after some time, he will completely break away from the ranks of sand sculptures.

…

In the gallery, where Qin Zhenzi, Jack K and other high-level NPCs were all present, Hitomi was doing neural modeling, and a model of 'Crime City' was suspended in mid-air.

As for Qin Zhenzi, she was holding the prepared instruments and was testing the number and distribution of the implanted 'Laughing Bat'.

After a while, Qin Zhenzi frowned and said: "The quantity is too small, less than one ten thousandth. In this case, how can we meet the boss's needs?"

The eyes of the people in the paintings on both sides of the wall turned around and stared at Qin Zhenzi one by one. The scene was very horrifying.

Qin Chunzi was not afraid at all and said coldly: "You know, our time is limited!"

Finally, an old man in the oil painting spoke.

"What do you mean?"

"Subduing the top executives of criminal groups, inducing ordinary people to implant them, distributing chips together with psychoactive drugs, installing backdoors in the chips, and allowing the chip implants to spread like an infectious disease..."

Qin Zhenzi expressed many "very punishing" thoughts.

"In a word, create an environment where chips have to be implanted."

…

Different from the dire straits of the crime city, the city that never sleeps is peaceful, like a normally operating system without any surprises.

The crime rate in the city that never sleeps is now 0.

A number that is very worthy of celebration.

Aunt Qin walked into the parliament with a smile on her face, and the surrounding members all wore the same smile.

If you look closely, these people have version 3.0 chips implanted in the chip sockets behind their ears.

Compared with the first and second generations, the third generation chip is a commercial model, which is equivalent to a low-end version of a military chip, strengthening 'brain computing' and enhancing 'thinking changes'.

This kind of chip can be used in any industry that uses brains.

This is the first product from Unreal United to the world.

The parliament is no longer noisy, fighting, and all kinds of intrigues. Instead, it is peaceful. Everyone is doing their own work and working hard in the same direction.

Soon, a new bill was proposed.

‘Cyber ​​Purge Plan’

After chips were implanted on a large scale, the Cybermen became the first targets to be dealt with.

The reason is very simple. Although these "Internet users" are physically in ruins, they are very active mentally. They often engage in frivolous operations, such as circumventing the wall, changing servers, and stealing personalities.

In short, they try their best to do something that violates morality.

During this period of time, the Moral Chip has been patched thousands of times, and most of them were contributed by this group of people.

It's time to deal with this group of people.

"The voting is now on, 1. Physical cremation, 2. Deportation, 3. Strengthening moral transformation."

"A bunch of disgusting scum!" A congressman next to Aunt Qin couldn't help but cursed in a low voice.

Aunt Qin smiled and said: "This society cannot tolerate such scum."

"Members of parliament are invited to vote. If you choose the first method of handling, please raise your hands."

Aunt Qin was the first to raise her hand.

Soon, one after another raised their arms high, and the motion to cremate all Cybermen was passed with a unanimous vote.

"Next, we will discuss the next bill, regarding the use of advanced nuclear weapons to completely eliminate the resistance factions in Asia..."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! On the rooftop, three people stood, and under their feet was the parliament building.

"Since the moral chip was implanted, the Parliament has simply become our yes man," the third generation Steel Claw couldn't help but laugh.

"As long as we modify our moral standards a little, the whole world will work according to our will."

"As for the complete solution to Asia, I still need to trouble you," Hugh Laurie raised his gold-rimmed glasses and said with a smile.

"Of course, your world-class enterprise, my military group, you and I will be the best partners!"

The third generation Steel Claw left soon, and Hugh Laurie brought him a good thing, a newly completed armed space station. He wanted to take a good look at it.

"Then I'll have to trouble you about the next thing," Hugh Laurie looked at Old Pava and said.

"It's not difficult to implant third-generation moral chips in everyone. But after everyone is implanted, it won't be our turn to be a powerful gang, right?"

Old Pava licked his black nails and said with a smile.

"Of course not, as long as you can leave the City that never sleeps on time."

"If the Third Generation Steel Claw knew that you were doing this, I'm afraid he would go crazy. Of course, when the old man invades his server, he will go crazy even if he wants to."

"The more extreme social evolution is, the better it is for people like us. But, are you sure you want to do this?" Old Pava chuckled, "Otherwise, leave yourself a way out, for example, let me copy one.

Virtual personality or something like that.”

Hugh Laurie turned around and looked at Old Pava steadily.

"Of course, no problem, as long as you can do that."

Old Pava squinted his eyes, and the domineering president in front of him disappeared, replaced by overwhelming white light. In the center of the white light was a pure white angel with a cross. The angel's hands had been released from the cross and hung down.

Endless gibbering, or rather, raving-style source code, spurted out from the white light.
Chapter completed!