129: Chapter 130 The Mechanical Overlord's Suicide Attempt! Zero-level Parental Lock Released, Star Alliance Warships Playing the Ballad of Heroes?

Base cafeteria, the air was filled with an awkward and absurd atmosphere.

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On the holographic screen, the once arrogant Star Alliance Emperor Sagras III was currently huddled beneath the palace throne, his face covered in blood, looking as disheveled as a stray dog.

What was even worse was that because the "Parental Control Mode" previously set by Ling hadn't been unlocked, the Star Alliance palace's background music remained that cheerful, crisp, and infinitely looping "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star."

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star~ How I wonder what you are~"

Accompanied by this nursery rhyme, the screen occasionally broadcasted sounds of massive explosions and metal tearing.

"Jiang... Grandpa Jiang! Ancestor Jiang!"

Sagras III kowtowed frantically towards the screen, retaining not a shred of imperial dignity.

"Please, unlock that damn 'Good Baby Lock'! Our fire control systems are all locked! Right now, our warships can't do anything except spray confetti and set off fireworks!"

"Those bugs... those mechanical bugs are gnawing on my palace! They're even eating my toilet (it's pure gold!)!"

"I beg you! As long as you are willing to intervene, the Star Alliance will become a vassal state of Earth! I'll pay you taxes! I'll pay you tribute!"

Jiang Chen watched this scene, his mouth twitching.

The sight was too beautiful; he didn't dare to look.

A generation's hegemon, actually forced to the brink of national collapse by a nursery rhyme.

"That..."

Jiang Chen turned his head to look at the two "Great Buddhas" sitting on his left and right.

"Wives, how about... we help out? After all, he's already called me Grandpa, and Klara is still working as our nanny. Can't we show some mercy for the sake of the master?"

However.

These two "Great Buddhas" didn't seem to have any intention of intervening.

[No time.]

Ling didn't even lift her head; her holographic projection was currently sitting in the void, holding two "knitting needles" made of nano-optical fibers, rapidly knitting a ball of silver thread.

[I am knitting a sweater for my husband.]

[This is made from 'Liquid Vibranium' drawn from a Level 4 civilization. The sweater woven from it is not only bulletproof, fireproof, and radiation-proof, but it can also automatically regulate temperature.]

[I'm currently at the cuffs. If I stop now to deal with those bugs, the stitches will get messy.]

[According to priority algorithms: Husband's warmth > Survival of the Star Alliance.]

On the other side, Ji Linglong calmly picked up her teacup, took a light sip, and held a piece of dragon skin (found in her storage ring just now), embroidering something on it.

"This Empress has no time either."

"This Empress is embroidering a pouch for my husband. I've added a 'Taiyi Tribulation-Avoiding Talisman' inside, which can block heavenly tribulations."

"What does the squabbling of mere barbarians have to do with me? Let them fight; it'll be quiet once they're dead."

Jiang Chen: "..."

Good grief.

One knitting a sweater, one embroidering a pouch.

Does that mean in your eyes, the safety of the entire universe is less important than a piece of clothing on me?

Is this the legendary... treatment of a tyrant who brings disaster to the country and the people?

On the screen, Sagras III heard the dialogue between these two "Great-Aunties" and was so desperate he almost fainted.

"Knitting a sweater?! Embroidering a pouch?!"

"My empire is about to be gone! Billions of citizens are about to be eaten by bugs! And you two are doing needlework?!"

Just then.

"Buzz—"

The communication channel was suddenly forcibly interrupted by an extremely domineering and malicious signal.

The scene of Sagras III crying miserably disappeared.

Replacing it was a huge, terrifying face composed of countless compound eyes. That was the Mechanical Zerg Overlord — [Devourer · Kha'Zix].

Its voice didn't sound human; it sounded more like the screeching of metal friction:

"Buzz... Found it... Coordinates confirmed."

"I originally thought it was just a low-level indigenous planet, but I didn't expect... it to hide two such high-purity energy bodies (referring to Ling and Ji Linglong)."

Those dense compound eyes stared fixedly at the two women on the screen, and greedy drool (machine oil) dripped from its mouthparts.

"Delicious... so delicious..."

"One is a pure soul of data, the other is a pure spirit of laws."

"As long as I eat you... I can evolve into a Level 5 lifeform!"

Then, its gaze shifted to Jiang Chen, who was caught in the middle.

"And this carbon-based monkey... although the energy reaction is very weak, it looks like the meat quality is good; it can serve as an appetizer."

"Listen, Earthling."

"Pack yourself up obediently and send yourself over. Otherwise, I will chew your planet, along with that so-called Star Alliance, and swallow it all!"

Silence.

The cafeteria fell into a deathly silence.

Jiang Chen put down his chopsticks and sighed.

"Sigh..."

"Why do villains always die from talking too much?"

"Insulting me is one thing, after all, I am indeed quite weak."

"But..."

Jiang Chen glanced at Ling on his left, who had suddenly stopped knitting.

Then he glanced at Ji Linglong on his right, whose embroidery needle had suddenly stopped in mid-air.

"You shouldn't have, you really shouldn't have, treated them like 'dessert'."

"And... you want to eat me?"

"Do you know what the last person who wanted to eat me (referring to Klara) is doing right now?"

Jiang Chen pointed to the corner, where Klara was frantically scrubbing the toilet with her tentacles.

However, the Mechanical Overlord clearly lacked that realization.

"Buzz... Are you afraid? Are you trembling? Prepare to welcome the great mechanical tide!"

"Snap."

The nano-knitting needle in Ling's hand snapped.

She slowly lifted her head, her originally calm, deep blue eyes now turning into a scarlet vortex of data.

[Monkey?]

[Appetizer?]

Ling's voice was no longer that anthropomorphic tone with emotional color, but had returned to the most primitive, coldest mechanical sound.

[Very well.]

[Your speech has successfully triggered my 'underlying logic defense mechanism'.]

[Originally, I just wanted to knit a sweater quietly.]

[But since you want to die...]

[Then I will grant your wish.]

Ling extended a finger and tapped lightly against the void.

[Command: Disable 'Parental Control Mode'.]

[Command: Take over all Star Alliance warship fire control systems.]

[Command: Load 'Berserk' plugin.]

[Command: Target locked — All Mechanical Zerg.]

...

Alpha Centauri star system.

The Star Alliance fleet, which had been beaten to the point of collapse and could only set off fireworks, suddenly shuddered collectively.

In the cockpit, those desperate Star Alliance pilots were surprised to find that the looping "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" had suddenly stopped.

Replacing it was a passionate, blood-boiling, and murderous Earth war song — "The Hero's Song"?!

"The Great River flows eastward! The stars in the sky join the Big Dipper!"

Accompanied by this deafening BGM, all consoles instantly turned blood red.

[System Notification: Your account has been taken over by administrator 'Ling'.]

[System Notification: Enabling 'One-Click God Mode' for you.]

[System Notification: Engine power overclocked by 300%. Shield strength overclocked by 500%. Don't worry about the ship exploding; if it explodes, it's on me.]

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The originally clumsy Star Alliance warships suddenly seemed to have been injected with adrenaline, their tail nozzles spraying blue flames ten thousand meters long!

They no longer dodged, no longer retreated, but instead, with maneuvers that defied physical common sense, charged crazily towards those mechanical bugs.

Meanwhile.

Earth, inside the cafeteria.

Ji Linglong also stood up.

She casually inserted the embroidery needle back into the ball of thread, her eyes disdainful, as if an Empress looking down on the ants on the ground.

"Barbarian monsters, you dare to covet this Empress's husband?"

"Since Little Sister Ling is responsible for controlling those iron shells (warships)."

"Then this Empress..."

Ji Linglong turned her head to look at Jiang Chen, extended her jade hand, and gently grasped Jiang Chen's hand.

"Husband, let me borrow your body."

"Let's perform a cross-boundary sword control!"