What a Joke

"Reinstall Titan Light! Revoke all installation permissions for external software." Tang Shizhe raised a hand.

Soon, the lights in the room flickered for a moment before everything returned to normal.

"The system has been wiped, and all external permissions have been shut down." The eyes of One's artificial body suddenly shifted, and she spoke with surprise.

"I'm not an idiot. How could I not leave myself a backup plan?" Tang Shizhe rolled his eyes at Zhao Yin, then clapped his hands toward the air. A large amount of hypnotic gas flooded into the medical room.

Before Zhao Yin could commit suicide, she collapsed unconscious onto the floor.

"How boring. I thought they'd do something earth-shattering." Tang Shizhe complained helplessly. He had been pretending all along, yet it had ended so uneventfully.

"No, Boss. They really did do something huge." One silently moved the holographic screen in front of Tang Shizhe.

"This program published the technologies of every civilization, from beginner-level to top-level, across the Star Network."

"All the technologies! They were unconditionally sent into the mainframes of every civilization! And I mean all of them!" One felt a little stiff. As an artificial intelligence, she had never expected anyone to do something so thankless!

"What?!" Tang Shizhe was startled. These people from the future, whose motives were unknown, had failed to seize control of Titan Group's permissions—so why the hell had they sent out all the technologies?

What did they gain from doing that?

"Everything happened while the system was being taken over. These programs infiltrated the mainframes of the six major civilizations and released every technology they could obtain through the network. Some of the six civilizations' classified technologies may have escaped because of physical isolation."

"After failing to seize Titan Group's mainframe permissions, these programs deleted themselves. This