51: Chapter 51 The Rebellious Son Harms His Father!

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Su Ming was rendered speechless by this perfect sales pitch.

Has this system worked in sales before?

Why does it feel like I've met a peer...?

He shook the absurd thought out of his mind.

And generated a new image:

In the middle of a chaotic battle, while he was trading blows with a Tier 3 beast,

he was stepping over high-grade alloy fragments and beast remains scattered everywhere.

Every inch his feet touched, his mass points would jump up rapidly in the backend.

The enemy was still desperately blocking his fists,

while the loot behind him was already completely gone.

This isn't just a 5% service fee.

This is a god-tier base raid that starts at zero frames.

"..."

It certainly feels great, but this system is too unscrupulous!

Today it dares to charge a 5% service fee.

Tomorrow it will dare to introduce a "Paid Acceleration Pack."

The day after tomorrow, it'll add "Skin Attribute Bonuses"...!

He hated this system.

But he hated himself even more for actually thinking it made sense.

"System, how about we both take a step back?"

Su Ming decided to make a final struggle.

"I won't put items into the space, I won't use the Space Steward, and you don't charge me any unlock fees or monthly subscription fees!"

"Let's just cut to the chase: whenever I see something outside and think about it, you just swallow it for me directly. How about that?"

*Hum.*

The system paused for five seconds.

Seemingly analyzing the depth of the poverty and shamelessness hidden behind Su Ming's request.

Subsequently, a line of golden price quotes popped up.

[Request accepted.]

[Required Unlock Permission: Devour Star-Level · Fifth Life Form.]

[Effect: Centered on the host, can directly erase and convert all non-living matter and energy within the range of divine consciousness.]

[Unlock Cost: 1,000,000,000 mass points.]

The corners of Su Ming's mouth twitched wildly.

Even if you turned the entire Yuchuan Region upside down, there wouldn't be that many zeros!

He counted on his fingers.

Counting one by one that long string of zeros, which was longer than his own life.

He counted it three times, and every time the result was different.

Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten-thousands...

"One... one billion?"

"System, get lost...!"

On the other side.

Deep within the Source Abyss.

Lu Beiyuan was in a very bad mood.

He sat in the Silver Wing cockpit, motionless.

The communicator had long been hung up.

The intelligence director's words, "Federal extreme danger target," still echoed repeatedly in his eardrums.

The youngest Chief Engineer of the Federal Research Institute, the prodigy of the Lu family.

In his life, he had never felt so humiliated and stifled.

From the moment he obtained his first Source Energy mecha patent at nineteen, he had never feared anyone.

The eldest sons of those old-established noble families in the Imperial Capital.

Even they had to politely call him "Chief Engineer Lu" when they saw him.

But now.

A scrap collector?

SSS-level highest warning?

Federal extreme danger target?

These words combined together were as absurd as a third-rate joke.

But he was very clear that the Central AI never joked.

Lu Beiyuan closed his eyes.

There was only one thought in his mind: this call had to be made.

Therefore, he dialed his father, Senior Researcher Lu Zhenbang's, encrypted channel.

The communication connected, and a majestic middle-aged man's holographic projection appeared.

"Beiyuan, is the mission in the Crimson Forbidden Zone complete? Did you get the Ghost Spider's Source Energy skeleton?"

Lu Zhenbang's tone carried expectation.

"Father,"

Lu Beiyuan clenched his fist, his voice tight.

"The mission failed. The Ghost Spider was killed by Commander Huangfu Jing one step ahead of me, and my Silver Wing's... left arm was severed by her."

Lu Zhenbang frowned, about to get angry.

"But that's not the point."

Lu Beiyuan interrupted his father.

"Dad, Beichen got into trouble in Jiangcheng."

"What happened?" Lu Zhenbang's tone was impatient.

"What trouble did that brat cause again? As his older brother, just handle it for him."

"This time, I can't handle it."

"When Beichen was a guest over there, he used his Magneto talent.

He hacked into the core program of one of their guard robots.

The robot lost control and went on a rampage, nearly causing serious casualties."

"The other party has already shattered his knees, locked him in an underground isolation room, and is demanding twelve million in compensation."

"Beichen is a proud child; he probably couldn't bring himself to call us."

Lu Zhenbang sat up abruptly.

Twelve million?

Shattered knees?

Locked up?!

A surge of anger rushed straight to his head.

He, Lu Zhenbang, was a Senior Researcher at the Federal Research Institute.

Who would dare to treat his son like this?

"What is the other party's background?"

"Jiangcheng, owner of the Xinghuo Scrap Processing Plant, surname Shen."

"A scrap collector dares to touch someone from my Lu family? Does he want to die?!"

Lu Zhenbang sneered, "Beiyuan, is your title as Chief Engineer of the Federal Research Institute made of paper? A Scrap Yard owner from a D-level satellite city..."

"No, Dad."

Lu Beiyuan interrupted him again.

"I used S-level clearance to check his background, but it was rejected."

Lu Zhenbang's smile froze on his face.

"The Central AI popped up an SSS-level highest warning and reverse-locked our terminal. It labeled that person as — Federal extreme danger target."

The other end of the communicator was silent for a full five seconds.

Lu Zhenbang's breathing disappeared.

"You, you said... what is that person's surname?"

Lu Zhenbang's voice changed pitch.

Carrying a hint of fear and trembling he hadn't even noticed himself.

"Surname Shen, named Shen Hongyuan."

"Jiangcheng... Xinghuo Scrap Processing Plant... Shen Hongyuan?"

Lu Zhenbang chewed over these words repeatedly.

His face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was as if he had remembered some terrifying taboo that had been sealed away for a long time and forcibly suppressed in the deepest part of his memory.

"It's over, it's over, the sky has fallen...!"

In his father's voice appeared something Lu Beiyuan had never heard before.

"This rebellious son, how dare he!"

"He really screwed his father to death! I hope it's not that person...!"

"Dad? You..."

Lu Beiyuan froze completely.

He had lived for twenty-six years.

It was the first time he had seen his arrogant father so out of control.

"Don't ask! Shut up!"

Lu Zhenbang's voice was almost squeezed out of his throat.

Cold sweat had already soaked his collar.

"You, and everyone under you, stop all investigations immediately!

Immediately cut off all contact with the intelligence department, physically destroy the terminal, and erase all traces!"

"Then, at your fastest speed, get back to headquarters immediately!"

"I'm going to go invite your great-grandfather right now!"

Lu Beiyuan: "..."