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Chapter 778: Chapter 658: Bald Head (4K)_2

Additionally, prepare a [Heavenly Derivation Z-093 Type] superconducting quantum computer for me and send it here—the nearest one is at the engineering research center two hundred kilometers away; it can be lifted by two military transport aircraft."

Li Cheng recited the information that God of Mankind had informed him of, then opened the three-dimensional warehouse, rummaging around to find a heap of electronic components.

High-power amplifiers, inverters, solar panels, attitude control devices...

After a burst of splicing, a crudely made, green-skinned styled artificial satellite emerged, its extendable solar panel spanning six meters in width.

Before the Internet Surveillance Department could react, Li Cheng retracted the solar panels, calmly carried the satellite across the room, and kicked the anti-explosion glass into pieces.

Amidst the stunned gazes of the crowd, he leaped out the window.

[Floating Engine] defied gravity, carrying Li Cheng into the sky a thousand meters high.

The Skytop Company Building resembled a stack of blocks, and the Internet Surveillance agents who came to the broken window edge to gaze upward were as insignificant as ants.

The next moment, Li Cheng released a light-speed elbow strike towards the upper diagonal. The clouds, blazing red under the sunset, ruptured into a large hole, and after a short delay, the entire cloud was blown apart by the howling wind.

His physical form broke through the atmosphere, and it was not the first time Li Cheng had ventured into space, so he instinctively switched his breathing mode.

The planet beneath his feet remained a deep blue. Even twenty years ago, the rampaging climate regulation system brought about acid rain and tsunami disasters, but life always found a way out,

with greenery resistantly fighting against the desert that spreads everywhere. Vast rivers and seas strived to regulate the global temperature.

The United Government hadn’t been idle; they used drones to seed and restore the forest ecosystem,

replacing farmland with agricultural buildings, and protein conversion factories for insects, instead of farms.

Perhaps the decision to overthrow AI rule back then was too rash, too reckless, but after all, it was a choice made by humans themselves.

The fate of humanity must ultimately be given back into humans’ own hands.

Reflecting on this, Li Cheng raised his gaze slightly, noticing the densely packed space debris on the planet’s near-Earth orbit.

Larger pieces were meters in size, smaller ones were centimeters; countless fragmented parts rotated rapidly around Earth at the first cosmic speed.

These were residual traces of the war to overthrow AI, with space debris strewn across the orbit massively increasing the risk and costs of space exploration,

hindering human civilization’s exploration of the Star Sea.

Not caring about the future naturally means you don’t care about the present.

Losing the desire for space exploration will ultimately lead to a decline akin to what God of Mankind saw in the Script Task, where the populace uploaded their consciousness and no longer cared about Earth’s dark future.

This was the additional message God of Mankind requested from Li Cheng...

Li Cheng released the crudely made artificial satellite, manually pulling apart the solar panels and signal transmitter, adjusting the direction of the antenna as if tinkering with the antenna of a large old TV.

[Signal sniffing has started]

[Doppler frequency lock-in]

[Identity verification completed]

[Receipt confirmed, it’s been, 24 years 9 months 23 days 17 hours 5 minutes 08 seconds since last activation]

In a distant deep space location, a red light lit up.

That was the sole sky-based weapon satellite on a middle orbit, nearly 2000 kilometers from the ground.

Buzz!

The sky-based weapon satellite emitted a thin beam of light, precisely striking the fast-moving space debris, melting it halfway.

Scorching molten iron adhered to surrounding small fragments, slowly descending toward the earth.

Then came the second, third laser beams.

"Buzz! Buzz!"

Li Cheng imitated the sound of lasers in a vacuum with his mouth, casually activating the single-use thruster of a communication satellite, pushing it into orbit,

though there was only one communication and one sky-based weapon satellite, and their orbits didn’t coincide, with only a scant thirty minutes to communicate per day,

but persistence can clear a relatively clean space within two to three years,

allowing the United Government to launch new rockets, continue clearing space debris until the space becomes clear again.

Once more a light-speed elbow strike, Li Cheng descended to the ground, calmly drifting back to the Skytop Company Building.

"You... returned?"

The bald supervisor’s expression was stiff; though he didn’t know where Li Cheng flew to, he could at least see the changes in the sky.

One after another, visible red streams sliced through the dusk like divine graffiti.

In the distance, two armed transports hung a container, suspending it outside the Skytop Company’s 127th floor.

Li Cheng opened the container’s iron doors, using thick cables to connect the superconducting quantum computer inside the container to the Skytop Company’s servers.

Transmitting all of the Wan Ling’s source code and memory data into the quantum supercomputer.

Thus, the first step of the contract was achieved.

Li Cheng turned to the bald supervisor and the United Government’s higher-ups on the other end of the Bluetooth headset and announced, "From now on, the two generations of Universal Artificial Intelligence will disappear from this planet.

The connection to the killing field will also be completely severed.

The future is in your hands."

The bald supervisor opened his mouth but found himself unable to say anything.

Question? No need, the supernatural power the other side possessed could easily destroy modern conventional forces, leaving aside nuclear weapons, and they had no bargaining chips.

Farewell? Uh... Card Emperor and Carlos, harshly tortured in the virtual world prison, might not be too happy.

Persuade to stay?

Oh damn, better not, what if they suddenly feel like staying here long-term?

Chaos swirling in his mind, the bald supervisor could only nod and watch as the other side unplugged the cables, reaching out to retrieve the quantum supercomputer back into Pocket Space.

"Oh, by the way."

Li Cheng thought of something, his expression turning a bit strange, "Although the two generations of Universal Artificial Intelligence have already left this planet,

some codes originating from AI, now written into the global infrastructure, have undergone a slight change.

The next years will require you to adapt until human engineers develop better code for replacement.

Yes, that’s about it."

With those words, without waiting for the bald supervisor and the United Government’s higher-ups to respond,

Li Cheng vanished as if fleeing, returning to the killing field.

"Changes?"

The bald supervisor and the agents looked at each other, unable to comprehend the meaning of the other’s words.

Until...

The massive billboard outside the neighboring building of the Skytop Company lit up, showing seven idol-like boys, each holding a packet of spicy strips, shouting the slogan, "Dragon Stomach Konjac, enjoy every second to its fullest!"

Below was a line of advertising text, [Official global brand ambassadors @TIT Youth Group announced!]

???

This unexpected scene bewildered everyone, prompting the bald supervisor to instinctively search with his AR glasses for the so-called TIT Youth Group, only to find that they were a boy band from over sixty years ago, long disbanded,

even the so-called Dragon Stomach spicy strips had ceased to exist.

Beyond the abrupt, bizarre advertisement, bright and colorful ads were lighting up in every corner of the city.

Car advertisements in front of bus stations, urology hospital ads outside public toilets, barrier-like tool advertisements at the front of budget hotels;

Children making video calls to parents received messages that free call time had run out, and that to continue chatting, they needed to play a five-minute mini-game on WeChat;

Students trying to study at home found their tablets forcibly locked, showing that further knowledge would require their parents to subscribe to a VIP membership, or to have three more kids as new users;

Most annoyingly, all of these were outdated ads from fifty or sixty years ago! Even the companies and brands had long vanished into dust.

Slam!

The bald supervisor slapped his forehead, yet the AR glasses on his nose detected the change in posture, triggering a shake-to-see ad program, and automatically jumped to the advertisement interface.

A bald middle-aged doctor like him loudly proclaimed, "Worried about hair loss? Sparse hairline? Use Minoxidil solution! You deserve a full head of thick lush hair."

The bald supervisor closed his eyes, momentarily unable to decide whether to ridicule the absurd choice of casting a bald doctor for a hair growth ad,

or to complain about whoever the genius was that came up with the shake-to-see ad aaaahhh!