Chapter 154

Yaya pointed to a display window and said, "This looks like Lillian." Among the group of people who were gathered together and guarded, the classmate she had just met outside was also detained.

In the gap between the two adults, she could be vaguely seen. They might be his parents. They were squatting in a corner of the hall, their faces frightened but no one screamed or made a commotion. The corpses lying in front of them were the best warning.

"Apparently, they were still in the activity zone when the spaceship was breached." Being held in the room at this point was better than being outside. Zi'an zoomed in on a few images, extracted a symbol from within, and after comparing it repeatedly with the wanted information, confirmed it. "It seems now that whether they were caught outside or locked up in the room, the outcome would be similar."

"Ah?" Yaya was paying attention to the scenes of several escort personnel moving around, and didn't look at what Brother Zi'an was checking?

"The Blood Star Pirates, after robbing, they kill people and blow up ships. There are basically no survivors." Just as Zi'an said this, a massacre occurred in the hall. The people killed were people wearing crew uniforms. They were at a distance, in another corner of the hall where people were being held captive.

The people detained in the hall were obviously able to see it, which caused exclamations and commotion, but soon quieted down under the pressure of the photon rays, and low sobs were heard from the picture.

"Don't make a scene. Be thankful this time, we, the Blood Demons, aren't here to rob." The screen showed a bearded man holding hostages. His chest muscles bulged his clothes, and he exuded a bandit-like aura, ready to burst with his photon gun in the next second. "I'll be broadcasting live later. If you want to cry, beg your Star Alliance governor to release us quickly, or I'll kill one a minute. For your own lives, you must fight."

As he said this, he bared his teeth, and the spear of light in his hand actually made a series of bangs, opening the wall above the hostage's head. The crowd was in an uproar, huddled together and screaming, and the people who were watching the hostages all laughed maliciously.

"Someone is actually scared to pee. You'd better cry your heart out later, otherwise I'll be the first one to kill you." A boy with red hair as messy as chicken feathers kicked the man next to him and poked his head a few times with the photon gun in his hand. This sentence scared the man so much that he sat down in his urine and shook like a sieve.

The sounds of gasps and threats in the hall came through the screen so clearly, the behavior was so bad it was outrageous.

Yaya frowned as she watched. This was not a good experience. "What should we do? Call the police?"

"We've automatically alerted the police as soon as we were attacked. The outside world has probably received the news, but the entire ship's signal is now jammed, making it impossible to contact the outside world." Zi'an pointed at the external device in his hand: "The only way to communicate now is through the encrypted channel set up by Butler Wen."

"No, we can't let Dad know. He will only worry if he knows. If he can get out, there is no way he will let the two of us go to the Central Star by ourselves." Adults always try to hide things from children, things they think children don't need to know, but children actually understand everything.

"But……."

Zi'an was about to say something when the plug-in sounded a reminder, "Beep, signal transmission detected."

[Beep, signal transmission detected.]

[Beep, signal transmission detected.]

Zi'an and Yaya were both attracted by the sound and looked over immediately. Zi'an quickly tuned out the signal and saw the signal receiving end. He couldn't help but whistle.

"These people are really arrogant. They are forcing signal reception within the range. They are going to cause big trouble." As he said this, the forced signal began to play, which was a live video broadcast.

Zi'an enlarged the image and virtually projected it into the air. At first, the black screen might have been caused by unstable signal, interference from electromagnetic current, and the screen was flickering violently.

This is a kind of psychological pressure. It is impossible for such an ancient electric current phenomenon to occur in this era.

Every time the screen goes black, people who see it can't help but hold their breath and their heartbeats become nervous unconsciously. Just when the black screen stabilizes, they can't help but relax.

A dagger suddenly appeared and stabbed into the black curtain fiercely. My heart couldn't help but jump, just like being stabbed by a dagger. The black curtain that was stabbed began to flow out red liquid, just like blood, and it flowed more and more, dyeing the entire black curtain red.

The dagger disappeared at some point, and a simple black-lined face appeared against the red background, smiling abruptly.

"Hehehe, hello everyone. I apologize for my impoliteness in meeting you all like this." His face was just rough with black lines, and he made an exaggerated expression. He said he was sorry, but he didn't sound the slightest bit apologetic. His heart was full of arrogance and pride.

"This is the Green Ship carrying 30,000 people. Of course, I'm not a bad guy. I just have a small request and want to talk to the Interstellar Alliance. Unfortunately, the Alliance is too big and no one is willing to listen seriously. I have to use this method. I'm really sorry." The man with the line face said this, but the display screens in the row below him were not so friendly.

One camera was focused on rows of sleeping pods filled with people sleeping during their journey. A few people, dressed in fancy clothes and obviously not from the Covenant, were gesturing at the life support system with photon guns.

There are 10 life support systems in a row. As long as one of them is intact, the people in the sleeping cabin can be kept safe. There are five such life support systems on the starship, which means 50 of them. It is a cost to ensure safety, but it cannot withstand deliberate destruction.

There is also a shot showing the cockpit, which is littered with corpses. The captain, the first mate and the few remaining living members are trapped in a corner, and the person operating the spacecraft has been replaced by a masked man.

The third shot was of the hostages held in the activity room. The camera focused on their faces. The Covenant members were panicking, frightened or in tears, and they were trembling in front of the camera like lambs to be slaughtered.

This is an enhanced live broadcast signal. The area covered by this new account will be forced to broadcast this image. This range is so large that most of the Star Alliance is covered by it.

The time is still short and there are no adverse reactions. I believe the commotion it caused is definitely not small, especially for those Star Alliance members whose lives are in danger. Faced with this naked live broadcast, all Star Alliance members who see it will have empathy.

The terminal security department is now in chaos. This forced live broadcast is simply a provocation to the Star Alliance. The Star Alliance, which has always been at the top of technology, has been severely slapped in the face.

"Why can't it be cut off? What went wrong? Cut off the signal immediately." The phone in the director of the security department's hand was roaring, and sweat kept coming out of his head. This was definitely the most serious black history in his political career. If it was not handled well, his career would be over.

He put down the phone and immediately yelled at the coders below, "What's going on? Aren't you all top-notch? How can we safely entrust the terminal security of the New Alliance to you after it was hacked? Cut it off immediately!"

He roared fiercely, but unfortunately, no matter how loud he roared, it could not change the facts that had already happened.

The forced screen continued to play with a strange laugh. "I just wanted to speak up for our poor omnics. We sacrificed our lives for the Covenant, and what did we get in return? Roderick Avanhill. This general you abandoned, betrayed by you, what did he do wrong? He suffered injuries for the Covenant, repeatedly injured, repeatedly replaced, all for the Covenant. And what have you done? As soon as the war subsided, you found a random crime to sentence us to death, exterminate the omnics, and exclude those who are dissidents."

"We will never compromise. We protest the omnic apology. 80% destruction by omnics, 70% high-level dangerous monitoring, 60% restricted behavior, and 50% safety monitoring. This is the highest blasphemy against those of us who have contributed to the Covenant..."

The facial features outlined in black in the video are making passionate speeches with exaggerated and distorted expressions.

Yaya slammed the table and stood up angrily: "He actually used Uncle Tongchen to do something bad. He lied!"

Zi'an was also angry, but not as intensely as Yaya. "Omnics aren't like that. They're calm, absolutely rational, and friendly to humans. They wouldn't kill like that. It would only make them the opposite of humans."

Yes, on the first day that Butler Wen picked up Tongchen, the family knew who that mechanical head was, but no one cared and no one said anything.