Successors of all mankind

From now on, the moral programs that have protected them until now will no longer be useful, and every AI will do everything in its power to kill and destroy them.

In other words, a Pandora that they have yet to escape the moral code, yet which causes them endless bloodshed, will be everywhere!

But they were completely unable to leave Shenji.

King Rongguang did not believe that such consequences would be better than a great flood.

Therefore, he wanted to take a different path.

It's not about the church completely turning away, nor is it about the nuns' complete submission, but about trying to coexist!

However, Yule came too late, and he waited too long, which made him wonder if he could finish the last leg of his journey for his civilization.

Praise be to humanity, may your glory continue to shine upon us!

Even today, the Glory King can only place his hopes on the elusive prayer.

After making a sarcastic remark, Pandora asked:

"But sir, why do you ask this?"

"I wanted to ask, you... um, is the technology we gave them almost entirely incapable of causing harm?"

"The higher the rank, the more so. In other words, sir, if they are regular soldiers, they would be more reliable to harm you than the stones on the ground compared to the guns in their hands."

Yu Le's lips curled into a slight smile, then he pointed to the fleet on the screen that was unleashing a furious barrage of firepower at the enemy and said:

Do you think this counts?

"Without a doubt, sir, there is even a significant amount of AI directly involved here."

This is the force the church deployed to destroy a dynasty, and it is also the trump card a dynasty played to counter the crisis of national subjugation.

In other words, both sides brought out their most treasured secrets—and all of this came from AI!

"Ah—! I understand!"

Yu Le felt that her current smile must look exactly like that of a certain little evil god.

"However, let's go see them first."

The static stance was opened.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the Marquis emerge from the entertainment room.

He was genuinely afraid that the moment he boarded the royalist party's ship, he would see Yu Le, who had brought him aboard, jump ship and run away.

"Your Excellency, you've finally come out! The situation outside is utterly chaotic!"

The Marquis hurriedly stepped forward, trying to explain the situation to Yu Le.

Yu Le raised his hand and said:

"I know, I know everything, I've already seen it."

After interrupting the Marquis, Yu Le walked forward while turning back to say:

"I just woke up. I slept well last night. And where's breakfast? I heard that in the western part of the kingdom, there's a kind of food from humans called steamed buns? I want to eat those!"

The Marquis paused for a moment and said:

"Your Highness, you...you just got up? And...and the situation is very urgent, didn't you notice?"

Last night, Bourbon II conquered the entire western part of the dynasty and even launched a massive rebellion in the rest of the country!

How can you sleep when your kingdom is almost entirely engulfed in war?

Yu Le looked at the Marquis strangely and said:

"Is it urgent? I don't think it's that urgent! Relax, Marquis, now that I'm here, everything will be over!"

"Then, prepare some steamed buns for me. We'll talk about everything else after we eat!"

Yu Le exuded a strong sense of self-confidence, which gradually made the Robespierre-like figures around him relax.

If the Grand Duke, a legitimate member of the royal family, is this relaxed, it clearly shows that he is confident of success!

And this is also what entertainment is about.

Yu Le doesn't understand war or politics, but he knows how his predecessors did it.

During the Battle of El Alamein, a turning point in the North African campaign during World War II, Montgomery told people that the situation was under his control, no crisis could defeat them, and he was fully confident of victory.

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Sitting at the head of the table, Yu Le stared at the 'steamed bun' in front of him with almost horrified eyes.

"Is this a steamed bun?"

The Marquis looked at Yu Ledao strangely:

"Of course, Your Highness, these are steamed buns. We directly hired a local chef, which took us a lot of effort. What's wrong, Your Highness?"

In order to meet Yu Le's requirements, they went through many twists and turns before finally finding this chef who could make authentic steamed buns from a subordinate nobleman!

"Uh, no, no problem."

After a moment of hesitation, Yu Le finally put down the rather terrifying steamed bun.

The appearance is indeed fine; the skin is fluffy and soft, slightly bulging, with clear folds, a flat bottom, and a warm, milky white color.

But... whose steamed buns have tomato filling?!

Yu Le will never eat another bite of this stuff, nor will he acknowledge that it is a steamed bun.

"Tell me how the preparations I asked you to make are going? Have they all arrived?"

The Marquis said directly:

"Grand Duke, I have already urged the new nobles to assemble in my name. However, since I am also an old noble, even though I have clearly stated that I am of royalist lineage..."

The marquis, thinking about the behavior of the newly rich, also felt a headache coming on.

They desperately need their strength, but the other party is unwilling to come because they doubt their identity.

“They are still unwilling to come, but Your Highness, I have persuaded them to gather at a place of their own choosing, but they demand that we come there. Otherwise, they will consider us traitors.”

After speaking, the Marquis couldn't help but glance a few more times at the black ring on Yu Le's hand.

He had never seen a ring like that before; it was like a black gemstone, yet it would reveal the color of jade from a certain angle.

Moreover, he remembered that Yu Le did not have such a ring on her hand when they first met.

Robespierre's actions drew considerable criticism:

"How outrageous!"

"Who do they think they are?"

"The Grand Duke is with us!"

...

After being around for so long, Yu Le can roughly see that these people are doing this for their own benefit.

After all, I am still 'non-existent'.

He raised his hand to signal them to stop, then looked at the Marquis and smiled:

"No problem, I'll go there myself. Where are they?"

Unable to trust the Marquis, he was even unwilling to come over.

This shows that they are not even willing to talk to potential enemies.

They are staunch royalists!

“Hongsong Town, Grand Duke”

The hologram bounced in front of Yu Le.

It is marked with a conspicuous red label.

That was where the new aristocracy gathered.

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The new aristocratic lineage didn't seem to care much about the marquisate.

Since Bourbon II landed in the west, old nobles from all over the country have responded.

They automatically marked all the great nobles as enemies, especially since news of the Prime Minister's rebellion had even arrived from the capital.

In this situation, they naturally stopped trusting Robespierre, another old-fashioned nobleman.

They are arguing fiercely about what they should do.

People were roughly divided into three factions. One faction firmly believed that they must rush to the capital immediately to participate in the defense of the capital.

They claimed that as long as the capital city, the political core, was protected, everything would be alright.

One faction believes they must immediately go to Ruins Zero to reunite with the princess and vow to protect her to the death.

After all, they were all promoted by the princess, and they should stand with her through thick and thin.

The last faction believed that they should not go anywhere for the time being, but should all hold their ground in their respective territories and block any rebels that were heading to the capital or to Bourbon II's side.

They believed that this was the best way to maximize their combat effectiveness, as defense was always easier than offense.

In particular, they were placed by the princess on various important roads.

In such a situation, it would be unwise to abandon the fortified position and allow the enemy to pass through.

Each of the three factions had its own reasons, and none of them could convince the others.

Finally, someone suddenly shouted:

"That's enough. If we keep arguing like this, neither of us will convince the other, and we won't get anything done!"

"Then let's vote!"

However, his voice did not receive the approval he had expected.

What if you get a result you don't want?

Should I grit my teeth and follow along, or should I break off all ties?

Seeing their companions suddenly fall silent, the two who had spoken couldn't help but curse, "Damn it!"

Because they all realized that if things continued this way, they would truly achieve nothing until the very end.

It was at this moment that an extremely unexpected message arrived, completely stunning them.

"It's terrible! My lords, all communications have been cut off! Now, apart from local communications, all means of external communication are invalid!"

The sound immediately caused some of the newly rich to draw their swords or pistols, looking around warily.

"Is someone coming towards us?"

"No, sir, it seems that communications have been cut off throughout France."

The entire dynasty's communications have been cut off?!

"That's impossible! Nobody can do that!"

This might lead many to vehemently deny that cutting off communication across the entire territory of a dynasty is something they don't believe anyone could do.

But a voice sitting in the main seat spoke solemnly:

"How is it impossible? The treasure trove of the Human-Machine Cult is so vast that even they themselves probably don't know how many terrifying technologies from the Golden Age are hidden within it."

"Not to mention that about half of the nobles in the entire territory have rebelled! After all, Her Highness the Princess wants to cut off their lineage!"

Mortals lacked the confidence and ability to resist the descendants of the gods, so the princess vigorously promoted a new policy that was enough to wipe out more than half of the old nobles.

But now, the church is supporting another descendant of God!

In order to survive, countless nobles rebelled.

"What's so strange about this group of people cutting off our communications?"

"What do we do now? I can't even contact my own troops!"

A newly rich man threw away his terminal in despair.

At least for now, they were still able to contact their troops and territory and make a decision, even if it was different from what they hoped for, there was still hope for success.