The Burial Worm... has fully awakened! Its rage tears the earth apart!

The core area of ​​the honeycomb, the ring light table.

The giant holographic projection distorted and flickered violently, like a television with a bad signal. Most of the surveillance footage had turned into a patch of snow or a glaring red "signal lost."

Only in the center, the chip model and physiological parameter monitoring representing Lu Qingyi's condition were still stubbornly displayed, but they were also covered with glaring red warning stripes, and the data was jumping wildly, on the verge of collapse!

"'Tombstone' Protocol activated! Sector B-7... structural stress... exceeds critical threshold! Collapse... irreversible!" The Engineer's projection was accompanied by a strong electronic noise, and his electronic eye's data stream was frantically refreshing. "Energy leakage... pollution index... soaring! Sector C barrier... reaches its limit! Need... more energy!"

"Energy?! Where is the energy?!" The beautiful projection of Madam Goldbroom distorted, and her voice was shrill. "The core energy pool has overloaded! The Ark's main engine preheating cannot be interrupted! Do you want the entire plan to be buried with you?!"

"Sample status! Heisen! Where's your 'anchoring agent'?!" The projection of General "Iron Wall" roared at Dr. Heisen, the electronic scar on his face glowing red.

Dr. Heisen's projection clutched the edge of the virtual console tightly with both hands, his icy blue eyes bloodshot with extreme anger and fear. He stared at the model of Lu Qingyi in the center, on the verge of collapse, like a gambler who had lost all his chips. "Interference... unknown interference! The anchoring agent's effectiveness has been... forcibly neutralized! Mental pollution... the index is off the charts! Core consciousness... collapse rate... 99%! It's ruined... she's ruined! Our key... is broken!"

"Waste!" General "Iron Wall" cursed like thunder.

In this moment of chaos and despair.

Buzz——!!!

At the center of the circular light table, the projection representing the "Web Weaver" suddenly erupted with a blinding, solar-flare-like, pure-white data turbulence! Countless frantic, incomprehensible fragments of code and holographic images gushed out like a flood, instantly engulfing the entire light table! The projections of the other six council members were struck, causing them to flicker violently and distort!

"Warning! The core data stream is being eroded by an unknown source... a higher dimension... logic... collapse... Aa ...

The Web Weaver's raspy electronic voice was utterly distorted, transforming into an inhuman shriek filled with utter agony! His projection twitched and deformed wildly within the pure white storm of data, like plastic drenched in acid! The gray mist covering his entire body was completely shredded, revealing a formless "face" beneath... composed of countless pulsating binary codes and distorted light and shadow!

This horrifying scene lasted for less than two seconds!

Sizzle——!!!

A piercing electronic noise!

The projection of the "web weaver," along with the terrifying pure white data storm, instantly went out and disappeared like a lightbulb with its power cut off! Only absolute darkness and dead silence remained at the center of the light table! As if they had never existed!

Dead silence.

Absolute silence enveloped the circular conference room. The simulated light of the starry dome remained cold, illuminating the remaining six council members, frozen in shock, fear, and disbelief.

"'Shadow'..." General "Iron Wall"'s voice was dry, with a barely perceptible tremor.

"Target... confirmed to be cleared." The projection of "Shadow" shrouded in gray mist slowly spoke, his voice still hoarse, but colder than usual, "The source of information pollution... has been purified." His words confirmed everyone's speculation - Speaker Vincent's cleansing of the "Weavers" was completed in this way that was beyond everyone's understanding!

"For... the Ark." Vincent K's icy blue eyes calmly scanned the darkness at the center of the light table that had swallowed the Web Weaver. His voice remained gentle, yet held a soul-chilling indifference. His fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, as if what had just been wiped away wasn't a Supreme Councillor, but an insignificant speck of dust.

"Engineer, call upon the 'Ark' core engine to preheat 5% of its reserve energy and reinforce the barrier of Area C. Allow Area B and the adjacent abandoned area to... permanently collapse. Initiate the final 'Tombstone' protocol and record... everything." His orders were unquestionable.

"Gorse, activate Project Noah. Transfer all core assets and key experimental subjects to the Ark's preparation area. The fortress... enters final defense mode."

"Iron Wall, the losses of the Scavenger Unit will be replaced by your direct Executioner team. 72 hours... the final deadline."

"Dr. Heisen..." Vincent K's gaze finally fell on the distraught Dr. Heisen, "'Sample Zero'... has not yet been confirmed to be completely destroyed. Initiate... the 'spare key' retrieval procedure. In addition, the pollution source released by the collapse of Area B and the active tissue of the 'burial worm'... are precious research samples. Find a way... to recover them."

Dr. Heisen seemed to have grasped a lifeline, and a twisted enthusiasm rekindled in his eyes: "Yes! Speaker! I will immediately..."

His words were interrupted by the only flickering image suddenly lighting up in the center of the light table!

It was a blurry image filled with snowflakes, sent back from a high-authority hidden monitoring node at the bottom of the fortress, on the edge of the landfill!

In the picture: next to a hill of rotten garbage, Wen Shifei, with tears and blood on his face, is trying to stop the horrific wound on Ajie's chest.

Lu Cheneng knelt on one knee, supporting the ground with his mithril left arm, his head lowered, breathing heavily, and a faint silver-white light remained on his arm.

Amidst the filth on Lu Cheneng's chest, a faint but constantly flashing green light was keenly captured, amplified, and highlighted by the surveillance screen - a honeycomb tracking beacon!

Vincent K's icy blue eyes, like the most precise probes, instantly locked onto the weakened Lu Chenentang in the image, as well as the unusual silver-white glow lingering on his mithril left arm. The corners of his mouth, in a rare, almost imperceptible, icy arc.

"It turns out... the resonance of 'legacy'... is more than one place..." His whisper-like voice echoed in the silent conference room, with the amusement of discovering unexpected prey.

"Coordinates locked. 'Executioner' team...priority target changed." He raised his head, his icy blue eyes sweeping over General Iron Wall. "Bring back Lu Chenentang. I want him alive. The thing that has awakened in his arm...is more valuable than a broken 'key'..."

The cold order was issued, like the death knell.

The fortress wailed in its crumbling state as the "burial worm" awakened, and the shadow of the chaebol bared its final fangs amid the chaotic reshuffle of power. And the faint green light in the garbage dump, like the last candle in the darkness, attracted the storm of destruction, rapidly approaching.