60: Chapter 60 Global Live Broadcast! Armed Fortress and Royal Princess!

The morning sun pierced through the floor-to-ceiling windows, spilling onto the Persian rug of the presidential suite.

Anna was clumsily mending the flight attendant uniform that had been torn into rags yesterday.

The once high-and-mighty Silicon Valley CEO was now reduced to doing the menial labor of sewing like a low-level worker.

"Master, The Pentagon has made a move."

Anna turned around, puffing out her proud chest.

"News of the armored brigade's total annihilation last night has been strictly sealed off by the top brass of the United States."

"They are claiming to the public that it was a live-fire exercise. At the same time, all troops have retreated another fifty kilometers."

"They have tacitly accepted the independent status of Los Santos and no longer dare to send a single soldier near the defense line."

An entire heavy armored brigade had been wiped out, and they didn't even dare to make a peep.

In the face of absolute force, the state apparatus can only bow its head and play dead.

Chu Feng leaned back on the leather sofa, unsurprised.

Once they've been hurt enough, they'll naturally behave.

"How is the construction of the city wall coming along?" Chu Feng asked.

"Reporting to Master. Five million civilian slaves have been working through the night, and the thirty-meter-high explosion-proof wall has been completely closed."

"The entire Los Santos now has only one entrance and exit. The main body of the wall has been poured with special cement and steel transported from the steel mill; it is extremely sturdy," Anna reported hastily.

Chu Feng nodded. He opened the system store in his mind.

The wall was built, so he had to deploy firepower. Relying on infantry for defense just wouldn't cut it.

The system interface flickered.

[Fully Automatic Heavy Plasma City Defense Cannon Array]

[Description: Contains ten thousand twin-mounted heavy plasma cannons. Built-in intelligent fire-control radar can automatically lock onto and destroy any ground or aerial target within one hundred kilometers. The power is sufficient to instantly melt heavy warships.]

[Price: 500,000 Wealth Points.]

Five hundred thousand points. To buy absolute firepower dominance over a city.

"Purchase. Deploy all of them on the thirty-meter-high wall," Chu Feng commanded.

The account balance was instantly deducted by five hundred thousand points, becoming exactly one million points (1,000,000).

[Ding! City defense cannon array purchased successfully!]

[Performing space-folding deployment... Deployment complete!]

On the outskirts of Los Santos.

On the thirty-meter-high black wall stretching for dozens of kilometers, metal turrets glowing with blue light appeared out of thin air.

Ten thousand thick plasma cannon barrels pointed directly at the sky and the wilderness, exuding a cold aura of slaughter.

The civilian slaves carrying bricks beneath the wall, seeing the heavy firepower suddenly appearing above their heads, were so terrified that they knelt on the ground one after another, kowtowing frantically. They thought the gods had descended.

Chu Feng closed the system panel and looked at Anna.

"Take over all global communication satellites and undersea fiber-optic cables," Chu Feng said in a flat tone. "I want to conduct a global broadcast."

Anna's beautiful eyes widened, her heart racing.

A global broadcast!

This was completely flipping the table and grinding the faces of the United States' top brass into the dirt!

But she dared not hesitate, immediately turning to operate the controls.

Her tight-fitting skirt outlined a perfect curve.

"mother nest ai, assist with the connection. Breach the global network firewall."

"Countdown, three seconds."

"Three."

"Two."

"One. Connection established!"

In that moment.

All television sets, computer screens, LED giant screens in Times Square, and even the smartphones in people's hands across Earth went black.

Countless ordinary citizens who were working, watching the news, or scrolling through videos stopped in their tracks.

Immediately after.

The screens lit up. A high-definition aerial view appeared.

In the image, there was a massive city shrouded by a transparent energy shield.

The thirty-meter-high steel wall sat upon the land like a giant beast.

The ten thousand dense blue heavy cannons on the wall made one's scalp tingle just by looking at them.

Inside the wall.

One thousand Type-Zero Mecha Soldiers, two meters tall and pitch black, were lined up in neat phalanxes.

Purple energy patterns flickered on the mechas.

Behind the mechas were one hundred thousand fully armed special bandits wearing skull masks.

A forest of steel, a legion of slaughter.

Billions of people around the world watched the scene on their screens, all completely stunned.

This was not a modern army at all, but a sci-fi force that was a full century ahead of Earth!

In The White House.

The coffee cup in the President's hand fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

In Europe.

The heads of the various royal families stared with wide eyes, trembling all over.

The image shifted.

It cut to the presidential suite on the top floor of the Global Financial Center.

Chu Feng sat on the leather sofa with a domineering air.

"Los Santos is now my private territory."

"I don't care if you are a president or a tycoon."

"Dare to step one foot across the perimeter. You will be executed without mercy."

No long speeches, no political rhetoric.

Only the most direct and violent threat of force.

After speaking, the broadcast feed was instantly cut.

Global networks returned to normal.

The whole world exploded.

Intelligence agencies of various countries were working frantically, trying to find out Chu Feng's background.

But in the face of such a display of absolute force, all investigations seemed meaningless.

Los Santos had become a true forbidden fortress.

In the suite.

Anna cut the communication link and let out a long breath.

Her tattered flight attendant shirt was soaked with sweat, clinging to her snow-white skin.

"Master, the broadcast was a success. Global network traffic is almost paralyzed." Anna walked over to Chu Feng, knelt down, and placed her hands on his knees.

Just then.

The communicator on the table suddenly lit up with a red light.

The voice of the mother nest ai came through.

"Boss. The moment the global broadcast was cut, the system intercepted an encrypted distress signal sent via deep-space satellite."

"The signal source comes from a private island in the Atlantic Ocean."

Chu Feng paused for a moment.

"Decrypt the content."

Lines of text popped up on the big screen, accompanied by a high-definition photo.

In the photo was a young girl wearing a classic European long dress, possessing dazzling silver hair and azure blue eyes.

Her features were as delicate as an angel walking out of an oil painting, and she radiated an innate noble temperament.

"Boss, the sender is the sole heir of the premier European Royal Family, Princess Isabella."

"The distress content indicates: An armed rebellion has broken out within the Royal Family, and her guards have all been killed in action."

"She is carrying the highest-level access key to the Royal Treasury and is trapped in an underground bunker on the private island."

"She saw your global broadcast. She promises that as long as you can send troops to rescue her, she is willing to hand over all the wealth the European Royal Family has accumulated over eight hundred years, and..." The mother nest ai paused.

"And, she is willing to be your personal maid for all eternity."

Chu Feng looked at this noble and holy silver-haired princess on the screen and curled the corner of his mouth.

The eight hundred years of accumulated wealth of the European Royal Family.

It was definitely even more immense than Noahs Ark.

"Interesting."

Chu Feng picked up the wine glass on the table and downed it in one gulp.