Chapter 240 [Revised] Searching for a boiled egg with a mother machine logo...
Cade made this judgment because although the other party has a handsome face, he has a signature boiled egg head.
"I am Miaoben," the monk bowed, "I greet you on behalf of the religious order."
"What sect?" Cade was angry. Why did this man only speak half of the sentence, making it seem as if he, the emperor of the Holy Mingwu Empire, should have heard of his name.
Miao Ben said slowly: "Have you heard of the Cyber Cult?"
Cade was confused for a moment, and then he dug out some relevant memories from his limited brain cells. He seemed to have seen this Cyber Cult on Starnet. It is said that the fortune-telling is very accurate and follows a scientific and superstitious approach, thus gradually accumulating a large number of loyal followers.
However, this thing is quite popular in the federal government and has been officially recognized by the federal government. It is a legal religion listed locally.
Although there are such activities on the Empire side, they are limited to online gatherings, without large-scale offline publicity and recruitment of believers.
There is no other reason.
Cade flicked his tentacles, remembering the document that Isuparaiso had forced him to sign before he abdicated. One of them was to make him promise not to approve any foreign religious propaganda activities in the empire, even if it was a petition from the people.
This rule is very strict and is second only to the Omega Protection Law in importance.
Although Cade did not understand the reason, he did reluctantly carry out this promise over the years and did not issue any legal certificate to any religion.
So he was a little disdainful, thinking that today's trip was in vain. He is not interested in it.
Unexpectedly, Miao Ben seemed to be able to read his thoughts and smiled with a perfect arc: "Your Majesty must be worried about the safety of the capital planet, and worried that the remaining troops in the military are not enough to resist the mighty and unstoppable revolutionary army. If this continues, you will definitely lose, and Your Majesty will lose the throne."
Heinz, who was standing behind, took a breath and immediately stated his position:
"How dare you! How dare you offend His Majesty by accusing him of sitting still and waiting for death."
"That's right!" Cade was so angry that he cracked the marble tiles and shouted angrily: "Someone, drag this monk out and chop off his head! I'm so mad at you, you're cursing me, right?"
Miao Ben was neither hurried nor slow, and only then did he truly state his purpose: "It doesn't matter if you chop off my head. But the most important thing right now is how to help His Majesty——"
He spoke every word as if he was sure of victory: "Strike back."
Hearing this, Kaide stopped the guard who was rushing over with an axe, then turned around and asked half-doubtfully:
"You are sure that I will lose, so what can you do?"
To be honest, Cade didn't have any hope for this. His current predicament is simple: there are no people in the army and no money for logistics. If he could have raised tens of billions in military pay, he wouldn't have been so strapped for cash.
Moreover, the people he recruited before with the pretext of "join the army and get ten omegas" were all a bunch of complete trash! They type away on the small keyboard on Starnet as if they had ten tentacles, but they are all cowards when it comes to offline combat.
This caused him to have nightmares every few days about being snatched away by an evil falcon.
So he simply didn't believe that this charlatan could turn the tide or come up with any earth-shattering idea.
However, Miao Ben smiled slightly and threw out a verbal bomb directly, which shocked everyone present, including Heinz, to varying degrees.
"You all only thought about sending troops to counterattack, but never considered breaking through the defense operating system of the Revolutionary Army fleet?"
Cade was stunned for a moment, and after turning his head with difficulty, he frowned and said, "What are you talking about! If it was possible to break through, we would have done it long ago. How can you still talk nonsense here?"
Heinz's eyelids jumped, and he said calmly, "The Empire's themis system is indestructible. It links the Empire's citizen registration, livelihood, resources and other information, and there has never been a record of it being breached. You probably don't understand our national conditions."
Miao Ben's eyebrows were lowered and his eyes were calm. "Whether it can be successful or not, let's give it a try. If we succeed, Your Majesty won't have to worry about it day and night."
"Moreover," he changed the subject slightly, "if I'm not mistaken, Isuparaiso also has a copy of the key to the Themis system. In other words, your palace, government, and military are likely to have been exposed to the surveillance of Bai Ling and Isuparaiso. As long as the other party wants, it will be no problem for them to retrieve your secrets."
"You are already in danger and you don't even know it."
These words vaguely shook Cade, "...No way, if it was that simple, why didn't the old devil control the sweeping robot to smother me to death while I was sleeping... Could it be that he showed mercy to me and still has feelings for me?!"
Or should I admit my mistake?
Cade couldn't make up his mind for a moment.
Miao Ben clasped his hands together and said, "Then please consider it carefully, Your Majesty. We are always here for you as long as you need us."
Looks very easy to talk to.
After Miao Ben left, Cade subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, as if he would feel more relaxed without having to make decisions and take responsibility. He wanted to go back to his life of feasting and drinking, but the Duke of Swordfish would not allow it.
Without any communication, the Duke of Swordfish broke into Cade's bedroom with a gloomy face.
"Your Majesty, you should make a decision as soon as possible. This is a matter of life and death. If you don't take necessary measures, the revolutionary army will land on the capital planet within a month!"
Kaide forgot to reprimand him for trespassing, and instead murmured timidly, "But I always feel like something is wrong."
"What's wrong with that? It's all just your imagination!" The Duke used a reprimanding tone, not at all like he was treating the king of a country. "Letting the Mechanicus take over is the best way. They have the most advanced technology and can completely destroy the revolutionary army in the shortest time."
"Furthermore, after replacing the Order's defense system, it will be easy to catch traitors for you! Overnight, those locusts who betrayed the Empire and worked for the White Feathers will surface and be killed by us."
Seeing Cade soaking in the giant shell bathtub without saying a word, the Duke seemed to think it was not enough and threatened in a deep voice: "I and other Dukes agree that this is the only way so far. If you are unwilling to pass the decree, don't blame us for abandoning you."
Cade's tentacles turned from pink to white, and the blood color faded away. He couldn't believe that he was actually blatantly threatening him, the emperor of the empire.
In the past, he just disobeyed secretly, but now he gives orders directly to my face.
Cade took a step back stiffly, and his eight tentacles fell down with a thud, like a wilted chrysanthemum. "...Since you have all made up your mind, why are you still asking me?"
"Very good," the Duke of Swordfish said, not disguising his contempt. "Then please sign the document as soon as possible and send it to my residence."
After saying this, he pressed the wheelchair with his fingers and slowly moved away.
After a long time, the servant dared to come in from outside and pretended to help Cade up. "Oh, Your Majesty, are you hurt?"
Cade slapped him in the face and cursed, "Useless! Who told you to let him in?"
Then he crawled to the side, panting, and rang the intercom, "Heinz--!"
Soon, the sound of leather soles tapping in a tight but rhythmic manner could be heard in the magnificent corridor. Heinz saluted neatly but was almost tripped by the octopus' tentacles:
"My dear, save me!!"
The octopus held the thigh of the trousers tightly and listened to his story. Heinz stood up calmly and said, "I understand, Your Majesty. The dukes want you to take the lead in selling out the country for their own benefit."
Heinz deliberately said lightly: "But this is not a big problem. After all, you have done similar things many times."
"But this time it's different!" The more Cade thought about it, the more he felt something was not right, and the more panicked he became. He is just incompetent, not really stupid. Squandering government property is one thing, but selling out the country to other organizations is another.
One is the feudal monarch, the other is the comprador class, and it is obvious that the latter is more serious.
And he always felt that if he let that cult in, the devil of Isuparaiso would never let him go. Between selling out one's country and being tortured by the devil, the latter is obviously ten times more terrible.
"Then what should we do, Your Majesty?" Heinz squatted down with pity and looked at Cade. "It seems that the Duke and his men are determined to do this. There is no turning back."
Cade's burning brain echoed with one sentence: Perhaps, it's time to take responsibility.
Do you want to apologize?
The words rushed out of his mouth, and when he was about to express himself, he turned at the last second and said: "-Heinz, take me and run away!"
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Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!
With a noise, the shredder spit out thin strips of paper with black words on it.
This country does not need a cowardly monarch.
【Victory will eventually belong to the people】
One hand grabbed the notes and stuffed them all, along with other documents, into a black garbage bag and threw them next to the garbage pile at the door of the office, waiting to be destroyed in the evening.
"Hurry up and remember the order from above. Documents below D-level will be destroyed immediately. Documents of level ABC will be packed and placed on the left side of the office. Any documents that have not been downloaded and printed in the system in time must be printed and archived immediately! No copy can be left behind!"
The speaker emphasized, "This is the basis for your survival in the future!!"
"What's going on?" The deputy secretary walked in and looked around.
"The tasks have been issued. All staff members will work overtime as per your request." The man who looked like a government supervisor bowed to the deputy secretary. Then, he showed some embarrassment on his face:
"But, isn't it too fast to give only three days? After all, our optical computer system has been used for more than half a century. Although it is getting slower and slower, it has never gone wrong. Now that we suddenly have to change the system, we are a little unprepared."
The deputy secretary said succinctly: "This is an order from above. It is not up to us to decide. Just do your part. Lord Heinz will take care of the rest."
Hearing this, everyone in the office was visibly relieved.
In the eyes of these beta clerks, even if the sky falls, Heinz's tentacles will still hold it up.
The deputy secretary took a look around and returned to the top floor. In the corridor from the elevator to the chief of staff's office, paper scraps were flying everywhere, and the printers and shredders combined to create an unprecedented roar.
The deputy secretary walked over the waste papers on the floor and looked at the clerks in each office, who were urgently preserving documents and then destroying system data. Dust, ink, and the hurried clatter of leather shoes rubbing against the floor made it seem as if the entire building was vibrating with the same sound.
The sound of a collapsing building.
Looking back, Heinz worked his way up from the ground floor of a government building with his deputy secretary, working his way up office by office. And now, they are responsible for emptying them one by one from top to bottom.
Walking to the end, he paused slightly. Amid the numerous shredded papers and the anxiously searching secretaries, there was a person sitting quietly. He looked relaxed and a little indifferent, as if he was in a not-so-exciting play.
"Mr. Heinz," the deputy secretary asked again, "Do you really want to do this?"
Heinz, sitting upright in a high-back chair, picked up the owl water cup and took a sip slowly. His fingers, which were covering the handle of the cup, were so thin that their bones were prominent.
This treacherous official, who was criticized by many people, said in a half-truthful way, "This is the lifelong duty of us civil servants."
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Three days later, the Holy and Wise Emperor Cade issued an order:
[Due to the importance of information security during wartime, it has been decided to replace the citizen management system and defense system used by the Empire. All original old data will be migrated to the new server]
Hot discussion on StarNet:
[What does that mean? Should we replace the Imperial Firewall? (scratching head.jpg)]
[It may be that the old system is too old, so it needs to be updated and replaced normally]
[But at this juncture, something doesn’t feel right. Anyway, I'll turn off the automatic upgrade of my old computer (shame.jpg), lest an update destroy the word count I worked so hard to put together for the paper.]
[I work in the local system. Three days ago, our old system was temporarily suspended and could not be logged in. The update has been completed today. I checked it and it doesn’t seem to be getting faster.]
[Themis system is the basis of all operating software in the country. Not only optical computers, but also large and small units, even banks and military regions use this outdated system as the basis. Now we have to replace it all at once, and we probably have to shut down the old server as well (石化.jpg)]
[So where is the mother machine of this thing? (Curious) Will they store their servers on the seafloor like those large StarNet companies and use seawater for free cooling?]
[I don't understand. But the mother machine will definitely be scrapped. My grandfather said that the server is at least as big as a small city. It must be hidden either under the sea or deep in the mountains. ]
Heinz received the news that night.
The Cyber Cult proposed the key to defeating the Revolutionary Army:
[Find the mother machine and destroy it]
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