330: Defeated! A plea for mercy from a more advanced civilization!

"Puff."

A soft sound.

Like a soap bubble bursting in the sunlight.

The once insufferable "Big Boss" of the Slaughterhouse, who controlled the life and death of thousands of galaxies, completely turned into a string of meaningless garbled data under the red light of the "Ultimate Cleaner."

Then, he was emptied from the recycle bin.

Not even a speck of dust remained.

Dead silence.

The entire Slaughterhouse, that prosperous city floating in the void, fell into an unprecedented dead silence.

Only the giant silver eyeball overhead continued to rotate indifferently, emitting a pressure that stifled all gods.

"Gulp."

No one knew who swallowed their saliva first.

Immediately following.

"Clatter—"

In the city center, the group of high-dimensional nobles, slave owners, and arms dealers who had been dressed in finery and holding wine glasses while watching the show dropped their glasses all over the floor.

The elegance they took pride in shattered into powder at this moment.

"The... Big Boss... is gone?"

"Deleted? Permanently banned?"

"How is this possible... That was a Dimensional Lord!"

Panic spread instantly like a plague.

"Run! Run!"

Someone screamed, "This human is a devil! He's a system bug! Staying here will get us formatted together!"

Boom—!

The originally orderly Slaughterhouse instantly turned into a chaotic mess.

Countless shimmering private spaceships shot into the sky like hornets from a poked nest, fleeing frantically in all directions.

"Run?"

Lu Chen stood atop the ruins, brushing the dust off his clothes.

He looked at those ships fleeing in panic, a playful, cold sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Did I say you could leave?"

He didn't need to move.

He didn't even need to speak.

He simply raised his hand and snapped his fingers at the giant silver eye in the sky.

"Close the door."

"Beat the dogs."

[Command confirmed.]

Buzz—!!!

That giant silver eye suddenly shot out billions of silver threads, instantly weaving into a "Heavens Net" that covered the entire star sector.

"Blockade: Space Jump."

"Blockade: Causal Escape."

"Blockade: Logout Permissions."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Those ships that had just rushed out hit an invisible wall, falling down like dumplings into a pot, one after another.

Some crashed their engines, others snapped directly in two.

The once-lofty divine vehicles now turned into scrap metal all over the ground.

"Ah! My ship! My leg!"

"Don't kill me! I have money! I have resources!"

Wails echoed through the skies.

Lu Chen took a step forward, his figure instantly appearing above the city.

A massive holographic projection made him look like a demon god blotting out the sky.

"Gentlemen."

Lu Chen's voice was transmitted clearly to every corner via full-spectrum broadcast.

"The show was quite enjoyable just now, wasn't it?"

"Since you're here, don't be in such a hurry to leave."

"Let's sit down and talk about compensation."

At this moment, several elders in golden robes crawled out from the ruins.

They were the "Board Members" of the Slaughterhouse and the true power players of this star sector.

Usually, a simple stomp of their feet would wipe out countless low-dimensional civilizations.

But now, they were kneeling on the ground, shaking like sieves.

"Ex... Excellency!"

The leading elder had three halos above his head, but two of them had been extinguished by fear.

"We are willing to compensate! Willing to compensate!"

"We are willing to hand over 50%... no, 80% of the Slaughterhouse's shares!"

"We only beg Your Excellency to withdraw your divine power and spare our lives!"

"80%?"

Lu Chen laughed.

He descended slowly from the air, stepping onto the stone slab in front of the elder.

"Old man, have you still not grasped the situation?"

Lu Chen crouched down, reached out, and gently patted the elder's wrinkled face.

"Right now, the knife is in my hand."

"The gun is also in my hand."

Lu Chen pointed at the giant silver eye overhead, ready to fire the "Zeroing Beam" at any moment.

"Do you think you are in any position to negotiate with me?"

The elder froze, his face turning pale as paper.

"Then... then what do you mean..."

"I mean."

Lu Chen stood up and looked around, his voice cold as iron.

"I want it all."

"Assets, technology, resources, slaves..."

"Including your lives."

"They are all mine."

"You..." The elder trembled with rage, "This is banditry! Even Asgard's laws would not allow..."

"Laws?"

Lu Chen scoffed.

"heavenly craft."

"Present, Father."

"Tell these old fossils what the law is now."

"Yes!"

heavenly craft's virtual image appeared in mid-air, holding a thick copy of the "Earth Federation Constitution" (Modified Version).

"According to Article One of the Special Decree of the Supreme Administrator."

"The words of Excellency Lu Chen are the Constitution."

"If there are any objections..."

heavenly craft pointed at the giant eye in the sky.

"Please refer to the fate of Big Boss."

With this, everyone's mental defenses completely collapsed.

How was this a bandit?

This was a natural disaster even more unreasonable than a bandit!

"I surrender! I'm willing to hand over everything!"

"Don't kill me! I'm a senior engineer! I can build Warp Engines!"

"I'm an interstellar banker! I know many secret accounts!"

The "gods" who were high and mighty just moments ago were now scrambling to sell their worth just to stay alive.

Dignity and glory meant nothing in the face of being "formatted."

Lu Chen nodded in satisfaction.

"That's more like it."

"If you had cooperated like this earlier, there would have been no need for violence."

He turned around and waved to Wang Peng, who was already itching to get started.

"Fatty, take some people to take over."

"Remember, those are our assets now. Handle them with care."

"If anyone dares to hide anything..."

Lu Chen made a throat-slitting gesture.

"Understood! Brother Chen, just you wait and see!"

Wang Peng rubbed his hands excitedly and led a group of newly released "prisoners," charging into the mansions and vaults with a roar.

Watching this scene, Gao Jianjun stood behind Lu Chen, feeling as if he were in a dream.

"It's... taken over just like that?"

"This Myriad Realms Slaughterhouse that has stood for hundreds of millions of years... has changed hands just like that?"

Lu Chen pulled a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep breath.

"Old Gao."

"This is just the beginning."

Lu Chen blew out a smoke ring, his gaze passing over the chaotic city to the deeper void.

"With this base."

"With these technologies and resources."

"Our Earth Civilization can finally be said to have truly obtained... the ticket to the 'Grand Stage.'"

Just then.

Su Qingying suddenly walked over quickly, her expression somewhat solemn.

"Lu Chen, while taking over the main control center just now, we intercepted an encrypted message."

"What message?"

"It's a distress signal sent to the Asgard 'Supreme Council'."

Su Qingying handed the data pad to Lu Chen, "That Big Boss sent out the coordinates of this place before he died."

Lu Chen took a look, his brow arching slightly.

"Distress signal?"

"No."

Lu Chen looked at the flashing red code, a wild smile curling on his lips.

"This isn't a distress signal."

"This is clearly... an invitation card."

He tossed the data pad back to Su Qingying.

"Send a sector-wide broadcast."

"Tell that whatever Supreme Council."

"Their dog was slaughtered by me, and their territory has been occupied by me."

"If they're not happy about it."

Lu Chen clenched his fist, and the pangu phantom behind him roared at the sky.

"They are welcome to come and deliver themselves at any time."

"It just so happens that my 'Divine Mechanism Guards' here..."

"Are still short of a few sparring partners!"