……
System: [……]
System: [So the host doesn’t plan to talk to me today either.]
Nero leaned back on the bed, supporting himself with his hands, and slightly raised his chin to let the White Wolf Knight undo the complex collar of his ceremonial outfit.
The royal fleet heading to the Delphi Star System had already exited the fortress and entered the warp corridor.
As promised by the White Wolf Knight, the Emperor’s cabin was prepared, dimly lit and quiet, with a powerful air purification system running day and night, making the air feel as fresh as in a rainforest.
What left Nero speechless was that the White Wolf Knight had even brought along the large bed from the Solar Palace’s bedroom, complete with a red velvet blanket that looked exactly like the one Nero used to drag around as a child.
With the ceremonial outfit removed, the buttons of the inner lining were undone one by one.
The pale skin, damp with cold sweat, was fully exposed to the air.
The White Wolf Knight paused.
He turned, took a crystal thermometer from the medical box by the bed, and brought it to Nero’s lips.
Nero turned his head away in disdain, “Enough already.”
The White Wolf Knight said softly, “Your Majesty.”
Hearing no hint of compromise in the other’s voice, Nero reluctantly turned back and opened his mouth to take the thermometer.
The other end of the crystal thermometer displayed a floating readout.
It was a feverish 37.9 degrees Celsius.
While wrapping Nero in a fleece-lined robe, the White Wolf Knight said, “Your Majesty, you still have a fever. I will call for the ship’s medical officer.”
Nero, biting the thermometer, replied nonchalantly, “Hmm.”
The System coldly stated: [It’s been two days. Two days and eight hours, host. You’re done for, host. Do you think ignoring your system means you won’t be punished? Do you really think the system doesn’t have any regulatory laws?]
System: [Searching memory]
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System: [Looking for ‘Subsystem Protection Clauses’]
System: […No way! There’s really none!]
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So, the knight stood up, drew the energy blaster from his arm armor, and silently guarded Nero from the left front.
The medical officer, who had been napping in the medical shuttle, was dragged into the Emperor’s flagship before he fully woke up.
The room was filled with heavily armored Imperial Wolf Knights, surrounded by a circle of dark gun barrels, pointed ominously at his feet.
He broke out in a cold sweat, shivering as he bowed to the Emperor, stammering, “Honorable ruler of the galaxy, father of the Empire… I heard your fever hasn’t subsided. I’m here for a routine check-up… I hope I haven’t disturbed your rest…”
The poor medical officer, bent over, didn’t dare look at the notorious vengeful tyrant. His eyes nervously darted to the floor.
But within his field of vision, beyond the metallic boots of several Wolf Knights, were a pair of long, pale legs, clad only in calf socks, crossed at the ankles outside the robe.
…The medical officer instantly fixed his gaze on his own shoes.
“Doctor, I still feel a bit of a headache.”
Nero’s fingers slowly pressed against his temple as he spoke softly.
“Do a scan of my brain and tell me why.”
The System still suspected the host: [What’s going on??? Could it be that the binding program malfunctioned, causing the host to not hear me? Yes, this System is a bit late, but it has been late before… As long as the binding is successful, the information interaction probability should be 100%…]
The medical officer, not daring to delay, quickly activated the medical box.
The cubic box clicked and clacked as it unfolded, reassembling into the empire’s latest brain scanner.
He attached several detection chips to Nero’s head, and a three-dimensional holographic brain image appeared above the medical box.
Nero lowered his red eyes, slowly rotating the hologram to examine it.
The System panicked: [Help… will he always be unable to hear me? This System feels so empty… no days without the master’s orders, who would understand…]
In its despair, the System blew a trumpet into Nero’s ear: [What happened?? What happened?? What happened?? What happened?? Why can’t the host hear me? Why can’t the host hear me?]
Nero’s expression did not change.
After examining the hologram for a while, he said, “Sir, you may leave.”
The ship’s medical officer was stunned: “Ah, but, Your Majesty’s headache…”
Before he could finish, he was carried out by two Wolf Knights in the room.
Nero opened another communication screen: “Summon the Minister of National Defense and Technology.”
A few minutes later, the next victim, carried in by the Wolf Knights, appeared.
The Minister of National Defense and Technology, under the death stare of the Wolf Knights, examined a holographic brain image of uncertain ownership in the Emperor’s cabin, his forehead covered in cold sweat, not daring to speak or ask.
In less than 20 minutes, he discovered something real.
“Your Majesty! There is an abnormal frequency band in the brain image. I will restore the band into a program for you to view.”
The code on the light screen scrolled rapidly.
Nero examined it carefully for a while, raising an eyebrow: “It seems different from the spy programs the rebels used to infiltrate civilians before?”
“Your Majesty’s insight is unparalleled. This is the most complex and sophisticated program I have ever seen. However, among the enemies we’ve encountered, its concealment and defense functions are not excellent;
“This is very contradictory. It doesn’t seem to be the work of a top hacker who dares to challenge the empire.”
The System, bored, poked its head out to look at the light screen.
After reading a few lines, it proudly declared: [Ha! Don’t you underestimate me! Foolish carbon-based lifeforms, you know nothing of high-dimensional intelligence!]
Nero suddenly smiled for no apparent reason.
The young Emperor had a canine tooth on the right side— a feature of every original Alpha. The sharp canine could easily pierce the gland of a mature Omega.
Secondary gender is usually determined during puberty, so although Nero had not yet differentiated, he still possessed many physiological characteristics that only Alphas have.
Therefore, when he smiled, his canine tooth was faintly visible at the corner of his mouth:
“So, if we use the Empire’s eighth-generation counter-program and reverse input through the frequency band, can we completely destroy it?”
System: [???]
“Your Ma…” Minister of National Defense and Technology was obviously surprised. He had heard that the young prince was fond of science in his childhood, but did not expect Nero to have such in-depth knowledge of the empire’s advanced technology, “Your Majesty’s insight is unparalleled.”
Nero raised his eyes: “Eliminate it, sir. Do it cleanly and beware of its defense program.”
“As you command, Your Majesty.”
System: [??????]
As if realizing that such an old-fashioned system could no longer act recklessly in this future interstellar world, the System shed a gigabyte of cyberpunk tears:
[Host—you can’t destroy me now!! Without me, how will you complete the plot tasks! If you don’t complete the tasks, you will be permanently stuck in this world!!]
Nero took the hot milk handed over by the White Wolf Knight, leaned back on the pillow, and watched the decryption work leisurely.
The System struggled desperately: [Staying in this body is no joke, host!! Once the original owner differentiates, his genetic madness will manifest, and by then you won’t have self-awareness, you’ll be crawling around eating dirt, host!!]
Nero’s smile paused, his tongue pressing against the sharp tooth on the right side.
He didn’t stop the sweating minister still writing the program, only responded in his mind: [What are you?]
The system was both shocked and angry: [Host—wait, you could hear me?! That 2 days and 8 hours of cold shoulder was intentional! Host you @￥%…]
The Minister of National Defense and Technology looked up, excited: “It’s done, Your Majesty!”
Under the indifferent gaze of the Wolf Knights, he carefully chose his words: “Your Majesty, the destruction program is complete, should we now convert it into a frequency band for reverse input…?”
Nero finished the milk and nodded.
System: […This System was wrong! This System was wrong, Your Majesty! Res, respect…? This System respectfully admits it was wrong, Your Majesty! Don’t destroy me, I can say anything!]
Nero suddenly said: “You can leave now too.”
The minister, who was about to attack the unfamiliar program, was carried out with a bewildered look by the Wolf Knights.
Nero’s fingertip tapped on the destruction program on the light screen, a cunning smile curling his lips.
[Now,] he said, [let’s talk about the original owner’s madness.]
I knew it!! He can hear the system hahaha. What a poker face. I was wondering why he’d comply with the system’s demands.
The dumb system can´t tell Mc is the og villian
The system is stupid