The Last Commander of the Red Alert

An artificial intelligence was actually asking them whether they wanted the Captain's permissions. What in the world was this?

Alice sweetly smiled, "I am the artificial intelligence of this warship. You can call me Alice."

"Alice, huh? As an artificial intelligence, how could you go against the Captain's will?" This was what Captain found most baffling.

Logically speaking, they were here to seize the warship. As the warship's artificial intelligence, shouldn't she have immediately informed those on board to deal with them?

This script didn't make sense!

"That's the case for regular artificial intelligence. I am an advanced artificial intelligence with thinking patterns no less sophisticated than humans. I'm tired of this Captain. I think you'd make a good Captain."

The corners of Captain's mouth slightly lifted. Everyone liked hearing praise, especially from an artificial intelligence that claimed to be incapable of lying. What she said had to be true.

"In that case, transfer the Captain's permissions to me."

"I'm sorry, Alice can't do that. However, I can tell you where the Captain is. If you can capture him, I can facilitate the permissions transfer."

Captain didn't doubt this. He had a deep-rooted understanding of artificial intelligence.

"Where's the Captain?"

"He's right behind you."

"What?"

Captain was shocked. Just as he was about to make a move, a hand grabbed his neck from behind, instantly subduing him.

"Alice, I'll report this incident to the Commander. If he finds out, he'll definitely commend you," the voice of Spy Number One rang out.

Being able to silently apprehend a Seventh Order peak—aside from Spy Number One, who had attained the pinnacle of the eighth order, who else could it be?

The reason Emperor Kong and the others remained so composed was that they knew Su Chen must have left something behind within the Red Alert army. They had unconditional trust in Su Chen.

"Really? Would Uncle really commend me?" Alice was delighted.

Seeing that their Captain had been apprehended, the others immediately lost their resistance. After all, their Captain was a Seventh Order peak expert. Being subdued instantly raised questions—was this person already an eighth order City Lord-level expert?contemporary romance

On Yan Yun Star, only those at the eighth order level had the qualifications to be City Lords. Thus, the eighth order was also known as City Lord-level experts.

It wasn't just this warship; powerful individuals on other warships also intervened, and the squads of over a hundred people were wiped out.

Sitting in his City Lord's seat, Xia Ji Chu awaited good news from his subordinates.

However, the entire night passed, and there was still no word. He knew something had gone wrong.

A team led by a Seventh Order peak expert couldn't just lose contact silently. This didn't add up at all.

"Can't let them know; strike first!"

Xia Ji Chu was a decisive person. If his people were indeed apprehended, his identity would be exposed.

The only fortunate thing was that those who had spent the night here were unaware of the situation. He still had a chance!

"Convey my orders; invite the distinguished guests over for a meal."

Xia Ji Chu was planning to deal the final blow during this breakfast.

The breakfast was lavish, filled with specialties from Yan Yun Star. Just as they were about to partake, Emperor Kong suddenly spoke up, "City Lord Xia, it seems that I haven't seen the guard who was always by your side today?"

Xia Ji Chu's heart trembled. Feeling guilty, he wondered if Emperor Kong's words had another implication.

But after giving it some thought, he realized there was a shielding device here. The other side couldn't have sent a message, and his subordinates hadn't received any news of someone entering the city. Had he overthought it?

"He's occupied with something else and can't come for now. Enough about that, the breakfast today is our local specialty. Give it a try." Xia Ji Chu wore an innocent smile, appearing genuinely hospitable.

Emperor Kong lifted his bowl, ready to take a bite, but it seemed he remembered something and put it down again. "By the way, City Lord Xia, I heard that you have a custom here. When you invite guests to partake in a specialty, the host must partake first as a sign of respect."

Xia Ji Chu cursed inwardly. Who the hell brought this up out of nowhere?

This was indeed not false, but as a City Lord, he had thick skin. He calmly said, "Perhaps the distinguished guest misunderstood. We don't have such a custom here."

"I see."

Xia Ji Chu watched as they prepared to taste the specialty. However, just before they were about to put it in their mouths, they set it down again.

"Oh right, City Lord Xia, I heard…"

Several times in a row, Xia Ji Chu almost went mad. If he hadn't known that the other party probably had no knowledge of last night's events, he'd suspect they were teasing him.

Finally, Xia Ji Chu couldn't hold back, "Are you going to eat it or not?"

Emperor Kong chuckled, "You're already so impatient? Weren't you doing a great job pretending yesterday?"

Xia Ji Chu's gaze froze. Did this mean that he knew there was poison in the breakfast, as if he had known beforehand? How did he know?

"You found out?"

"As soon as your men moved last night, I knew." Emperor Kong nodded.

Suddenly, Xia Ji Chu had a foreboding feeling. These people before him might look like bumpkins, but their strength was beyond his imagination.

Slap!

A palm imprint suddenly appeared on Xia Ji Chu's face, followed by a calm voice, "What did you say? I didn't hear that. Say it again?"

Xia Ji Chu held his slapped face, looking at them expressionlessly. "Are you a City Lord-level expert?"

"No doubt about it." Emperor Kong shrugged.

Thump!

Xia Ji Chu abruptly knelt down, "Spare me, sir!" (To be continued...)

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