Chapter 166
by post_apiChapter 166: “Loyalty” of the “Cybertyrant”
In this city, where the network infiltrates every corner and even merges with human bodies, Amy stands as the undisputed “Cybertyrant.”
On the streets below, law enforcement officers stared helplessly as the towering mech vanished into the sky. Their advanced systems were useless—unable to track or intervene. The network, their most reliable tool, had betrayed them, now bending to the will of an unseen master.
This brazen daylight “robbery” would soon echo across the entire 115th floor and ripple through the upper-middle districts of the city.
By the time the news broke, Amy and her brother Ryan had already left the area.
Amy had long planned to move with Ryan to the 127th floor, a better environment for their quiet lives and a starting point for her ultimate goal: reaching the upper districts of Ring City. Only there could she fully access the city’s resources.
Initially, Amy thought it would take years of meticulous effort to infiltrate the upper echelons without raising suspicion. But time was no longer on her side. With the end of the world looming, risks had to be taken. She needed to accelerate her plans.
Within an hour, the colossal mech “Liquidator” disappeared from the 115th precinct.
No one knew where it had gone.
Only a select few, including Amy, were aware that it had initiated its self-destruct function, safely making its way to the inner sanctum of Babel Tower through the enigmatic Gate of the Heart. Its retrieval was now impossible—even for the Rainbows.
Meanwhile, Mu Ling waited outside the museum, enjoying an ice cream cone.
Two hours earlier, Amy had instructed her to stand by for further orders. The wait had been long and uneventful, prompting Mu Ling to pass the time by indulging in the sweet treat, paid for through Amy’s account.
Bored, she posted a message on Babel Tower’s internal forum:
“Is it my turn now?”
“It’s already over,” Amy, under the alias “Mr. X,” replied.
Mu Ling blinked in surprise.
“So… can I just go back? Like this?”
“Yes,” Amy answered. “You were only there as a failsafe. Since nothing went wrong, your role wasn’t needed. But don’t worry, I’ll still pay you.”
Mu Ling shrugged and took another bite of her ice cream. Though the autumn chill could deter others, her extraordinary constitution rendered such concerns trivial.
After some thought, she typed a new post:
“For some reason, your plan feels way too simple.”
“Overly complex plans are the hallmark of fools,” Amy replied with certainty. “Simplicity minimizes the margin for error.”
Mu Ling stared at the screen, her lips twitching into a small smile. Well, by that logic, I must be pretty smart—I’ve never bothered with complex plans.
Later that night, a group of figures clad in black trench coats and silver mechanical masks stormed into the museum. Their credentials silenced any resistance from the management.
In the surveillance room, the leader—a burly, white-haired man with artificial silver eyes—stood before a bank of screens.
“Is this the place?” he asked, his voice gravelly yet composed.
“Yes, sir.”
Known as “White Lion Leon,” the man exuded an aura of dominance. Dressed in a striking red coat lined with black, he was the only one among his team not wearing a mask. His reputation as the fiercest predator among the “Maintainers” preceded him. A Crown-level superhuman, Leon was infamous for hunting his prey with precision and ruthlessness.
The subordinate pointed to the screens. “Here are the surveillance feeds. The mech ‘Liquidator’ suddenly activated, likely hacked, though magical or supernatural involvement can’t be ruled out.”
Leon sneered. “That’s nothing but guesswork. Continue.”
As the footage rolled, Leon meticulously memorized every face. His intuition—a supernatural ability akin to a hunter’s instinct—told him that the true “prey” had been here.
Elsewhere, Bai Yan lounged in his villa.
The mother and daughter he
lived with were preoccupied,
oblivious to his presence.
Sitting comfortably on the
living room sofa, he browsed
his phone, reviewing his
mission rewards:
Mission Accomplished: Babel
Tower Legendary Point +200.
Data on Mech “Liquidator”
Acquired—Special Project
Development Initiated.
Emergency Mission Reward:
Source Energy Points +100.
With the ability to convert
Legendary Points, Bai Yan’s
total earnings amounted to
300 Source Energy Points—
equivalent to six summoning
opportunities.
“Not bad,” he muttered, noting
how smoothly the mission had
gone.
He glanced at Amy’s updated
character card:
Core Operator: Cybertyrant
Plane: Physical
Level: Awakening
Attributes:
Physical: 3 (A goose could win
in a fight.)
Intelligence: 16 (Sharp enough
to chill one’s spine.)
Charm: 4 (Severely lacking,
though subjective.)
Loyalty: 7 (Grateful to her
‘Savior’.)
Mood: 7 (Borderline reckless.)
Traits:
A Gentle Heart (Empathic to
others’ joys and pains.)
The Unconquerable Blossom
(Loyalty capped at 10; mood
never drops to 0.)
Endurance Born of Suffering
(Drug trials forged her
resilience.)
Abilities:
Tyrant (Proficiency: 77%)
Description:
Once shattered by her parents’
suicide and forced drug trials,
Amy emerged as a master of
the digital realm, wielding
absolute power with a heart
that remains gentle despite her
pain. She is both vulnerable
and indomitable—a tyrant in
cyberspace and a survivor in
reality.
Bai Yan smirked, pleased with
the progress. Amy’s loyalty had
grown. The seeds of
allegiance he’d sown were
beginning to bear fruit.
From this moment on, she was
his.