Chapter 936 - 215 Great Collapse (Part 8) (Plus!)

Marked by the assassinations of the Medici Family head and the Graham family head, and the chaos at Europa Tower, these globally shocking terrorist attacks were termed "The Great Collapse."

Ten minutes after The Great Collapse began.

The experimental prosthetic used by the Illuminati to restrain Lille stood up—

This prosthetic was initially only used to electrify prosthetics, with bionic joints and muscles crafted, but it was not nimble.

However, being able to move is better than being purely in a network form.

The thing used to restrain Lille now gave him freedom, while the Illuminati had to cut off the wireless signal transceiving module due to the crown’s shattering, lest they be targeted by the Black Wall.

Ding.

The elevator stopped at the top floor, and the two heavy doors opened.

The luxurious corridor was littered with the bodies of the elite soldiers—

Lille glanced casually, noting that these guys were indeed elite, just like how ancient nobles liked to keep elite soldiers close by, the European Union’s strongest trusted soldiers were here.

The prosthetics these soldiers used were advanced, between custom and mass-produced. Overall, they used mature and powerful cyber prosthetics, equipped with full-body prosthetics, and were armed with handy weapons, but with meticulous micro-adjustments in detail.

The process was long, the outbreak swift, and in an instant, all the robots and drones rebelled—

Originally, these physical forces, possibly in the tonnage, soldiers proficient in all firearms and all types of combat could defeat machines, but the Central Committee with its strong control desire liked to leave backdoors in soldiers.

This backdoor was so hidden it was hard to exploit, even roving AIs could hardly break through easily...

They were arrogantly thinking they wouldn’t be the breakthrough point.

Lille’s temporary body was simple and stiff, without facial features and skin, even its perception was generated by collating surrounding sensors, looking like a dummy decoration in any game...

But no one would mistake him.

"Big brother..."

Matt looked at Lille walking out slowly, almost in tears—

Not for any reason, just knowing deep down, and willingly admitting, that the current Matt was shaped by this big brother:

If something bothers you, skip the complaints and go directly to action...

No matter what it is.

But before Matt could think of what to say, he suddenly noticed a fallen elite soldier beside Lille moving slightly...

Bam!

The spiral retractable big cannon pierced through the eye socket of the crashing guy at once.

Seeing what Matt held, Lille was stunned: "Uh... why are you holding a... big cannon?"

Matt’s expression was a cold-blooded killer (learned secretly from Jack) just a second ago, now blushing, he hurriedly discarded the weapon, scratched his head, and said:

"Uh, no choice, couldn’t find anything else..."

Lille silently glanced at the elite soldier on the ground.

"...It’s quite handy, if you want it, just take it, it’s even made of tungsten steel, I didn’t expect two years would pass..."

"Big brother! Stop it!"

Blais laughed on the side: "Quite knowledgeable, even knows inappropriate jokes."

Lille shrugged, though it wasn’t very visible due to the body’s inflexibility.

Sevens, supported by Blais, looked dazed: Lille was completely different from what he imagined.

It is well known that the Burger King crime organization, trading in fooling big shots, is a vicious organization, fighting military technology into silence in North America, silencing the Arasaka Aircraft Carrier, having Arasaka Saburo beheaded by his son, and even southern Mexico’s criminal gangs had to give some face.

But ever since Burger King vanished, this crime group achieved these effects purely through brute force. You could say looking back over the past two years, it was downhill, living off the former glory.

"...not sinister at all?"

Blais glanced back at Sevens who was muttering: "What’s not sinister?"

The latter hurriedly waved his hand, resembling a T-rex with a broken arm: "No, I mean, Burger King’s scheming goes deep, with foresight, having predicted this uprising from the start, disappearing for two years to arrange in the European Union, directly decapitating..."

In any case, he went on and on, evidently thinking Lille had been planning to blow up the European Union two years ago, not even batting an eye now killing two executive commissioners.

Clearly, he forgot he killed one of them.

"...No wonder, a natural at fooling big shots, a world-class criminal!"

Everyone was stunned by what was said, Lille looked Sevens up and down: "Brain got blasted? Why weren’t you this funny before?"

"Huh? Before? We’ve met?"

"I’ve always been in Elliot’s head." Lille pointed to his own head, "But his destination... has already passed."

Lille spoke while walking, looking down at this great city through countless cameras installed in Europa Tower.

In the storm, all returned to silence, only the workers huddled together singing aloud in the storm, for they made their own weapons, toppling one company dog after another.

They understood they could hammer out their own great city, instead of burning out their lives for nobles to do so—

Berlin was never their Berlin, clearly, just one look at that spectacular ecological curtain used to block industrial exhaust would show the nobles never meant to share it with them, yet only now did they accept this fact and act upon it.

Sevens listened, muttering: "Will you... will you kill him? Did he betray?"

Maybe Lille planned all this, turning Elliot from a small figure into the current Elliot, but truly experiencing everything with him... was still that former fat guy.

His feelings towards Elliot were complicated, for along the way, he truly came to value this friend, yet the other parted ways in the end...

But he also knew, not everyone could have his kind of drive.

"No, I don’t think of it as betrayal either." Lille shook his head, "From the start, I told him, I would take him to Berlin, but that’s where it ends, everything after is his own choice.

I never control people to do such things, nor do I think one person overthrowing the whole system is valuable...

If you want to resist a system, then resisting the people in the system—at least most people must be spontaneous.

Think about it, if you weren’t driven by hatred, hiding your identity, abandoning all chances for happiness, could you have achieved all this?"

Could you?

Nobody can conclude what hasn’t happened—it’s an objective fact, from a physics perspective, quantum mechanics determines there’s no absolute certainty in the micro world, the world isn’t a movie with a predetermined ending.

These words completely changed Sevens’ imagination of Burger King.

This once again proved how successful the Illuminati was in governing the European Union, as even being a criminal, Sevens still thought such a formidable criminal certainly wasn’t normal.

It turned out Burger King wasn’t just normal, but...

But he’s the exact kind of person Sevens wishes to become.

Thinking this, tears inexplicably flowed down from Sevens.

"I could totally continue controlling Elliot to complete all this, supporting a puppet, but there’s no need for that—"

"Because from the start, I had decided I would stand at the front to take responsibility for all the attacks and riots."

From the beginning, Lille never intended to let others be at the forefront.

Lille walked slowly ahead, and in front of him, the core server cluster of the European Barrier opened all its doors—

This heavy explosion-proof and radiation-proof door completely isolated the core server unit, you could say structurally, Europa Tower could be divided into two parts, one designed for humans and other entities, while the other is an interior structure designed for this sky-piercing "server room."

From here, it could hack further into the core server unit occupying over 70% of the super-high tower’s space, fully controlling the European Barrier.

At the same time, access deeper into the historical database.

The European Union’s central committee deceived everyone with righteousness, believing they could lie in their soft feather beds gaining without effort over and over...

Their reckoning has come, from past to present, to the future...

Never again will they have such an opportunity.