143: A sharp downturn (3.3K views, please support!)

Compartment 5551.

The door closed behind him, and Jiang Feng stood still in the light, slowly closing his eyes.

His consciousness instantly withdrew, sinking into a vast, boundless void.

And the machines beside him all disappeared at the same time, appearing within the cold Cybrex Warforge.

The hundreds of tons of seawater just now had already provided the Cybrex Warforge with sufficient energy.

If Jiang Feng wanted to, he could now begin mass production of robots.

"Repair, recycle damaged wreckage, and remanufacture."

"Additionally, further expand the Hand of Chaos Battle Group. Manufacture 8 'Peregrines', 8 'Storms', 16 'Shadows', 8 'robots', and 16 'tusks', equipped with all weapons and holographic disguise devices."

"Oh, right, I almost forgot, the 20 'Peregrines' allocated to Hoffman also need to be produced simultaneously."

"As for those repair drones and robots, we'll wait until the industrial design AI is in hand."

As Jiang Feng finished speaking, the central control panel lit up, its light flickering as it planned the production process.

Target: Expand the "Hand of Chaos" Battle Group.

Target: Repair and remanufacture.

Blueprint loading...

Resource matching...

Materials required: 12292 kg (Current reserve: 31603 kg)

Estimated time remaining: 15 minutes

Jiang Feng's will detached from the Armory, and he began to ponder his next plans and actions.

'Su Wen told me that Bahubali knows it was me. If that's the case, it means the Garol Gang is preparing to make a move against me.'

'This is not unexpected; after Aditya's incident, the Garol Gang's madness was foreseeable.'

'As their prestige declines, from the perspective of the gang as a whole, profits will inevitably fall. As the boss, it's unlikely Bahubali would do nothing to restore prestige and boost morale.'

'He will surely want to speed up his attack on club, and club is not currently a monolithic entity. But by Jasmine's side, there's a vulnerability like me. By relentlessly pursuing me, he can inflict damage on Jasmine.'

'This would give him an opportunity to divide and conquer club.'

'It's quite similar to the tactics I use; there's nothing new under the sun, so everyone will just rely on their own abilities.'

'Since we're going to attack White Elephant Manor, we might as well make a bigger splash, and ideally wipe out the Garol Gang.'

Jiang Feng's eyes darted, and an idea quickly formed in his mind: 'Xiao Qiang and Su Wen were arranged by Jon to strike at the Qien Empire's spy network, which indicates that the Tzynn are bolder than I imagined.'

'Perhaps I can disguise this as something done by Tzynn spies.'

'Whether it's credible or not doesn't matter at all.'

'This is free credit; I estimate that the real Tzynn spies will not only not refute it but will applaud it.'

'Furthermore, it's time for Fobler to suffer a real blow.'

'If White Elephant Manor is razed to the ground, as an interested party, Fobler will definitely dispatch his trusted subordinates from the Public Security Bureau and the Anti-Terrorism Mobile Unit to the scene. Not necessarily to save people, but possibly to destroy evidence.'

'At that time, if we can wipe them out in one fell swoop, it should be enough to give our great Director Fobler a really hard time.'

'Losing power, losing face, for Fobler, his good days will be over.'

'An attack of this magnitude would require an official of his level to take the blame; otherwise, neither the higher-ups nor the lower-downs would be satisfied.'

'Perhaps, we can take advantage of the situation to kick him while he's down and kill this bastard.'

'Finally, don't forget the Iron Hand Gang; every time we strike at the Garol Gang, we must simultaneously weaken the Iron Hand Gang. This will ensure a balance of power between the two sides, giving more opportunities to the lower-level gangs.'

'The Jasmine Club, it's time to take it down, humiliate high society, and also bring a wave of traffic to Jasmine.'

'Alcohol and stockings, might as well just let her handle the distribution; it's good for both me and her.'

'And with the demise of the Garol Gang, the weakening of the Iron Hand Gang, and Fobler's departure, Jasmine's influence will undoubtedly expand, and the safety of the Slums will also receive more attention from the Terran Union.'

'This way, I'll have a secure rear base.'

As Jiang Feng pondered, new life was taking shape in the Cybrex Warforge.

The charred, self-destructed wreckage floated up, pulled by an invisible force.

The melted core was disassembled, and new core modules rapidly formed through meticulous crafting.

The machine frame was destroyed, and a new body was taking shape deep within the furnace. Just then, a pure data stream was extracted from the memory banks of other robots and Robot Dogs.

Triple-checked and corrected, the robot's original "soul" was restored, and this information was then injected into the core.

The charred wreckage completely disappeared in a short time, shedding the traces of death and being reshaped into brand new, faintly gleaming metal warriors.

Fifteen minutes passed quickly, and one by one, brand new robots stood silently around Jiang Feng.

They bore no signs of battle; their armor was pristine, their joints flexible and smooth, and their electronic eyes glowed calmly.

Beneath the cold steel shell lay a burning, unwavering loyalty, full of dependence.

Jiang Feng scanned each of his revitalized companions.

He reached out, touching the cold outer casing of each machine, his movements imbued with an almost reverent respect.

A faint silver light emanated from his fingertips, returning with each touch.

"Mainframe, what is the battle outcome of the 'Hand of Chaos' Battle Group?"

"11 suspicious targets have been eliminated. Post-analysis shows that 5 targets were from the Earth Alliance Intelligence Bureau, 4 from the Public Security Bureau, 1 from the Garol Gang, and 1 from an unknown force."

The Mainframe continued: "The Battle Group was not detected, and clues have been erased to prevent tracking."

"That's good. Recall the Battle Group. We're going to club."

The hovercar drove out of the storage base, speeding towards the "Three Black Stockings Club" Club, bathed in the city's night lights.

Outside the window, the night sky was muggy, and old billboards flickered with hazy glows, making the car interior alternately bright and dim.

Jiang Feng leaned back in his seat, his thoughts gradually drifting away from Earth, contemplating "Xiao Hui" and the "ISS Ishimura."

Xiao Hui's behavior presented a completely new direction of thinking for him.

He didn't understand why Xiao Hui insisted on disguising herself as a cargo ship, nor did he understand why the people on those few ships killed each other.

According to the game's plot, she was bored with the empty L-cluster and was willing to engage with new things.

And any faction that discovered her first could propose to her, "You can join us."

Suddenly, a thought struck Jiang Feng like lightning.

'Even the Cybrex Warforge didn't recognize me right away. So, is it possible that Xiao Hui wasn't discovered by officials, and she didn't intend to join the Terran Union...'

'Did she just instinctively test individuals? To see if they had the ability to gain her recognition.'

'But ordinary people aren't officials; no matter how powerful, there's a limit, so perhaps it's difficult for her to recognize them.'

'If that's the case, her idea of incarnating as the stone village and waiting for a fated person isn't so difficult to understand.'

As Jiang Feng was thinking, suddenly, a blue cube jumped out from his wristband.

"Abnormal information flow burst detected. Source: Dark web, internet, underground forums... etc."

"Information is spreading exponentially. Core content keywords: Jiang Feng, Jasmine, deception, whitewashing."

Jiang Feng's thoughts paused, his eyelids slightly lowered, and a cold glint flashed in the depths of his pupils.

"Elaborate."

"Information is fragmented, originating from multiple sources simultaneously, making it difficult to trace completely. Cannot be cleared." The Mainframe's voice was steady as it reported the rumors it had pieced together from countless encrypted channels, anonymous forums, and even encrypted communications from the streets.

"Accusation 1: Jiang Feng exploited Jasmine's trust, defrauding a large amount of club's resources, leading to Jasmine's embezzlement of club's funds."

"Accusation 2: Jiang Feng met with personnel from Forward Eagle on the Moon, and while drunk, let slip that Jasmine intended to whitewash, by transforming her business, thereby abandoning club and betraying her mother's years of hard work."

"Derivative versions include numerous fabricated details slandering your personal character and your relationship with Miss Jasmine."

"Among them, some explicit rumors are spreading even faster and are widely known."

"This is a typical information pollution tactic, aimed at creating chaos, sowing discord, undermining Jasmine's prestige, and slandering you." The Mainframe paused, then added.

"The current public opinion environment is unfavorable to you, and the information source is scattered, largely spread by word of mouth, making it difficult to completely clear."

Jiang Feng shook his head slightly, letting out an almost silent scoff: "Garol Gang, a desperate trick."

"Anything else? And how is Jasmine responding?" Jiang Feng asked indifferently.

"Miss Jasmine immediately denied the rumors of whitewashing and the accusations of your personal misconduct. club's Hackers are currently clearing these rumors as quickly as possible and attacking the sources of dissemination."

"However, in club's internal forum, club's branch managers have all expressed dissatisfaction and are taking advantage of the situation."

"Do you still plan to go to club to meet Jasmine? The risk factor is increasing."

Jiang Feng nodded slightly; he was already very close to club.

From afar, the iconic, huge neon sign of the "Three Black Stockings Club" Club, entwined with three black light strips, was clearly visible, emitting an eerie and ambiguous glow.

"You join the cleanup operation too. My plan remains unchanged: meet Jasmine and obtain the industrial design AI."

Jiang Feng shrugged: "A straight shadow fears no crooked stick."

"How others see and think, whether they are fence-sitters or fools, is irrelevant."

"As long as Jasmine believes I am trustworthy..." Jiang Feng's eyes conjured Jasmine's gaze, sometimes sharp, sometimes endearing.

...then these rumors are just stones thrown by clowns, unable to break down the dam, at most they are a test of our relationship." His words were calm, but subtly, they carried a chilling undertone.

"The Garol Gang, and those worms hiding under Jasmine, stirring restlessly."

"Every single one of them will be held accountable." Jiang Feng coldly declared.

"When enough people have died, when enough heads roll in the streets."

"Presumably, everyone will know what to say and what not to say."

"Yes, sir." The blue light cube elegantly jumped and spun around, then disappeared.