Sky-cracking Rider-Chapter 683: Section 678 - Human Tragedy

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Having dodged the capture net but not the electric shock needle, the parasitic host twitched violently and collapsed to the ground, only to be promptly pinned down by the combat mech, its limbs twisted backwards and tightly locked into place.

Though it wasn't a pretty sight, this method could effectively restrain the host. Even if they struggled forcefully, it would only result in dislocated joints.

The combat mech came equipped with an array of gear, ensuring that even if the parasite dodged the electric shock needles again, there would be other weapons waiting for it, escalating to lethal arms if necessary.

Chen Fei issued a new command to the combat mech.

"Bring his family members forward for a final farewell," he said.

The original consciousness of the male host had been eradicated by the "Sagali", beyond recovery. What remained was merely a lifeless shell, no matter how convincingly it played the part, it simply wasn't the same person anymore.

"Please, I beg you, don't kill my child," the distraught wife pleaded, protecting her children like a mother hen, though she herself had already come to terms with the reality.

"I am very sorry to have frightened you, but your husband is dead. He has been parasitized by an extraterrestrial race. What stands before you now is nothing more than a shell controlled by the parasite," the combat mech explained with an emotional capacity similar to that of "Adam" – its succinctness could hardly be exaggerated.

The woman's face filled with horror as she looked from the mech to her husband, her expression gradually turning blank as if she couldn't quite grasp the words relayed by the combat mech from Chen Fei.

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"Daddy! Let my daddy go!"

"Daddy, I want my daddy!"

The boy and girl wailed for their father.

"Don't you understand? He is no longer the person you knew. Ulysses has long since died. The individual before you is his killer," the combat mech conveyed, while pointing the barrel of its railgun combat rifle at the chest of the parasitic host, where the parasitic spawn resided.

Ulysses was the name of the male host. The mutated parasitic spawn had no name, and as for the name of the original host, perhaps only the heavens knew it.

"It can't be, it just can't be!" the woman kept shaking her head in denial.

Realizing it was cornered and unable to escape, the mutated parasitic spawn stopped pretending and, devoid of any emotional tone, stated, "This place will become a feeding ground for the 'Sagali' clan, and you will all become food!"

The woman's complexion paled, and in a mix of defiance and disbelief, she yelled at the host pinned down with its limbs locked, "Ulysses! Ulysses! What are you talking about? It's me!"

"Food. He is long dead!" the parasitic spawn admitted without hiding the fact, abandoning the struggle as its most powerful trump card, the mental shock attack, was utterly ineffective against mechanical beings.

For over a hundred thousand years, the humans of Cangqiong Star had been viewed as mere food by the extraterrestrial "Sagali" clan, not even worthy of being hosts for parasitism.

The woman's face froze, then contorted with disbelief.

But she heard loud and clear what her "own man" had said, which was nothing Ulysses would ever utter—leaving only one possibility...

The woman instantly turned ashen, while her children, oblivious to the situation, kept calling for their father.

"I am very sorry. Please take comfort," Chen Fei said, his emotions complex as he spoke. "Now I will take him away; if you want his ashes afterward."

To apprehend someone's husband, reduce him to ashes, and then inquire if the family wanted the remains was certainly odd to say and hear.

Chen Fei could somewhat understand the hatred that Louis Landon, a survivor of a past tragedy, bore against the parasitic species.

Just moments ago, the family was happily dining together; the next moment, the pillar of the household was lost, the once whole family shattered. For most people, such a blow would be unbearable.

"Can Ulysses be saved? He's clearly still alive! Alive!" the wife clung to a sliver of hope, believing that if her husband's body was still alive, there might still be a chance to save him.

"I'm sorry, he is already dead. But your children still need you," Chen Fei left these words behind as he commanded the combat mechs to drag away the now resigned parasitic host.

The parasitic species was somewhat akin to an artificial intelligence AI, coldly rational to the point of cruelty. Once it recognized the futility of resistance, it would readily abandon any meaningless struggle and accept its fate.

The death of a mutated parasitic spawn posed no threat to the royal breed's original form. Thus, often times, they were not just pawns but also expendable pieces. Yet, repeated losses would still affect the original form, as it's not just time and energy that were lost, but also spiritual power, and of course, nutrition would be insufficient.

No sooner had they evacuated than a drone confirmed another parasitic host. Twelve combat mechs, driving their mobile-base vehicle, hurried off to the next operation site.

Yet another human tragedy of life and death separated by a thread. But if the spread of extraterrestrial races to more hosts wasn't promptly curbed, tragedies like this would only multiply.

In less than 24 hours, the mobile-base vehicle operating in the field had detained over a dozen parasitic hosts, having searched almost the entire main urban area of Nandu City,

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More than four thousand Infrared Thermal Imaging goggles roamed everywhere, observing millions of people each day. With such a vast screening capacity, some small fries were naturally exposed.

"They're all mutated parasitic spawns, of no use."

Chen Fei reviewed the bodies and finally shook his head, dismissing them. Even if he eliminated these spawns, the Royal Breed host would keep spawning more, making this hunt merely treating the symptoms, not the cause.

He handed over the captured parasitic hosts to the bodyguard team of big shot Louis Landon, trying various methods in the attempt to locate the Royal Breed's host.

"Not necessarily!"

Princess Lin Ziyu handed a paper map to Chen Fei.

It was a tourist map, on which Her Royal Highness had marked a series of red dots, with interconnected lines crisscrossing between them.

"What is... this?"

Chen Fei, puzzled, looked at the map.

However, he quickly realized that these red dots were all the locations where parasitic hosts had been captured. Before he could figure it out, the artificial intelligence AI "Adam" suddenly established a visual window.

Using shared vision, "Adam" captured Princess Lin Ziyu's tourist map and then added to the manually marked dots and lines, introducing numerous additional points and lines, eventually sketching out several colored areas.

Artificial intelligence AI tends to head straight to the heart of the matter more often than humans do.

"Hmm? Could this be the hiding place of the Royal Breed host?"

Chen Fei's words were not only directed at "Adam" but also a question to Lin Ziyu.

Adam: Red area probability 11%, yellow area probability 9%, green area probability 8%, blue area probability 1%

Even though the highest probability did not exceed 15%, a one in a thousand chance was still worth taking a look.

Princess Lin Ziyu confidently said, "That's right! Based on the statistical analysis inferred from the capture locations, it may be helpful. But it's best to try regardless."

While Chen Fei was busy remotely controlling a squad of Combat Mechs to capture parasitic hosts, she took the opportunity to do some special work.

Now it seemed that her efforts had paid off.

Chen Fei said admiringly, "Impressive!"

"Adam" couldn't have anticipated this move; it could only further build upon human achievements. Without external commands, it had no ability to start from scratch.

Neither "Adam" nor another AI "Cybertrom" had the capacity for independent creation; instead, they were more competent in continuous optimization.

"Even though I have the disguise of an investigative agent, I have mastered all the necessary skills."

Princess Lin Ziyu, doubling as Agent Yu Zilin, was not merely for show.

Once in action, she was a genuine Investigative Agent of the Imperial Security Department, with no flaws to speak of.

To wear the crown, one must bear its weight. As a member of the Imperial Family, she certainly had to access and learn much more than the average person.

"You are incredible, Plus!"

Chen Fei raised a thumb without hesitation; he didn't have such capability.

When it came to the technical details of this field, aside from relying on Her Royal Highness, he could only count on Boss Hana, who possessed nearly the same ability.

Chen Fei was not inept at thinking, but the professional arena had too many intricacies, and no one could cover every base.

"You need to be careful. The opponent is the Cangqiong Star's archenemy, the Extraterrestrial Races. Even with the support of Louis Industries, the Royal Breed is on par with the Heavenly Order and is not something you, a mere Class B supernatural power user, can handle head-on. Also, I apologize, but apart from myself, the Slan Dynasty can't help you for now."

With merely 12 Combat Mechs striking everywhere, Princess Lin Ziyu wasn't too worried. Like the mutated parasitic spawns, the Mechanical Beings immune to Mental Shock were also pawns and expendables. They could sustain a war of attrition since the financially robust Louis Industries was footing the bill.

However, the great army of the Slan Dynasty was currently tied up by the rebels on Zhai Liuzhou Continent. With the emergence of this threat in Zhai Liuzhou Continent, it had become necessary to beef up military and intelligence oversight on other continents to prevent more ambitious individuals from seizing the opportunity to stage uprisings, leading to rebellions erupting everywhere.

To secure the outside, one must first stabilize the inside. Until the rebellion in Zhai Liuzhou Continent was completely suppressed, the military forces of the Slan Dynasty could not assist Chen Fei.

"Thank you!" Chen Fei smiled, then changed his tone and said, "But don't worry, the rebels will help me too!"

"Eh?"

Her Royal Highness blinked, seemingly unable to digest Chen Fei's remark.

He had just beaten the brains out of the rebels; the two sides had incurred deep hatred. Now, to expect the rebels to help him without holding grudges seemed impossible, like not just dog brains but perhaps even pig brains were blown out.

"The rebels are also food for the Extraterrestrial Races. Once 'Sagali' gains momentum, no one can escape. These Parasitic Species are the real enemy of everyone."

Uniting all forces that can be united, that sort of cooperative, united front is Chen Fei's ancestral craft inherent in his Sovereignty—a Natural Talent Ability embedded deep in his bones, requiring no learning.