Fulfill Your Loyalty
Hundreds of pigs ran freely under the blue sky.
They gained freedom and a new life, escaping their fate of being domesticated and enslaved.
These big guys frolicking on the grass according to their instincts are still pigs, but they don't quite look like pigs.
Thomas stared blankly at the scene, only snapping out of his daze after a moment.
He slightly raised his hands to Li Qing in submission, and then said very sincerely:
"Li Qing, I will help you fight against the organization and the boss."
"But, regarding your situation..."
Thomas hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
He looked at Li Qing's body, which was now no different from that of an ordinary pig, with a strange and complicated expression:
Li Qing indirectly helped him escape his misery, but he couldn't help Li Qing, who had already been infected, to recover.
"Don't worry."
Li Qing said this to himself.
The "Pig Factory" had disappeared for a short while, and the transformation effect he was maintaining quickly dissipated over time.
Then, to Thomas's utter astonishment, his bloated, obese pig body flashed like a phantom and instantly transformed back into his original human form.
"It's finally back to normal."
Li Qing moved his nimble hands and feet, which had returned to human form, his face filled with a wistful sigh of "being reborn."
Immediately afterward, before Thomas could recover from his shock and regain his senses, Li Qing Riot Games fist and unleashed a Sonically Enhanced Wave targeting beam at Thomas, who was a few meters away.
Thomas didn't dodge, nor did he have time to dodge.
The ball of light landed directly on his cheek, leaving a shimmering, glowing location mark on his forehead.
Only then did the caution and vigilance in Li Qing's cloudy eyes relax slightly:
"Take me to your supervisor now."
"I hope what you just said is true, otherwise I will smash your head with Echoes Act the moment it happens."
"Clear."
Despite having a potentially lethal positioning mark branded on his head, Thomas appeared relaxed.
He knew this was a safety mechanism; with this safety mechanism in place, the two parties could quickly trust each other.
"Come with me."
Thomas immediately turned around and led Li Qing toward the solitary little house standing alone on the grass.
This unassuming little building is the actual residence of the Tech Intelligence Unit.
The two walked all the way to the entrance of the small building, where they successfully met up with Giorno and the others, who had just been delayed by a group of reckless soldiers and still hadn't quite grasped the changing situation.
Giorno and the others were very curious about what Li Qing had just experienced.
However, with the head of the technology team still missing and the battle not yet over, they couldn't afford to waste any more time chatting.
So, Li Qing briefly explained Thomas's defection to his companions, and then led them into the small building behind Thomas.
"The supervisor is in the innermost room."
"Don't worry, he's probably already seriously injured."
"The rest of the team are ordinary, enslaved technicians; they would never attack us."
Thomas led Li Qing and the others to open the hidden door in the wall of the small building and pass through the dark and narrow corridor.
Finally, they arrived at an office located at the very back of the building.
Pushing open the door, what comes into view is a row of computer screens that almost cover half of the wall, and a sweltering air carrying a strong smell of blood hits you.
The head of the technology team was sitting in front of those computer screens, his body covered in blood.
The painful moans, the heavy breathing, and the increasingly faint heartbeats were all clearly audible to Li Qing.
This guy is about to die.
But he ignored his own serious injuries and the Li Qing and others who came out behind him. He just gritted his teeth and sat in front of the blood-stained computer desk, using his last bit of strength to type away at the keyboard.
"What are you doing?!"
Thomas's expression changed.
Others might not realize it, but Thomas, also a technician, knew how powerful his supervisor was:
Putting aside his ability to act as a stand-in, all he needs to do for his supervisor is a computer and an internet connection, and he can do a lot of troublesome things.
Now it's quite clear that the supervisor is doing something shady on the computer.
"Stop!"
Without saying a word, Thomas took out a large 12-gauge bullet from his waist and used his Stand ability to throw it hard at the supervisor.
The thick bullet quickly and accurately struck the supervisor's head.
The supervisor, already exhausted from his serious injury, slumped back into his chair, his head lolling to the side and his body buckling in pain.
Even so, he gritted his teeth, shakily reached out his hand, and used his last bit of strength to type one keystroke on the keyboard.
Click!
A crisp keyboard click rang out.
Suddenly, a long progress bar appeared on the computer screen, stuck at 0%, displaying the message "Data overwrite. Preparing."
"You"
Thomas's face immediately turned extremely ugly. "You want to destroy the entire intranet system?!"
"Oh, it's Thomas."
The supervisor turned his head with difficulty, his face pale, and looked at his former subordinate.
He was not much surprised by Thomas's betrayal at this moment.
Because he knew very well that with the original working 007 and resignation-to-pigsty operating model of the technology group, once the deterrence and control of the "Pig Factory" ceased, those pigs that had already been squeezed to the limit would definitely rise up at the first opportunity.
"Cough cough cough cough."
The supervisor coughed up a mouthful of black blood with difficulty, his face becoming increasingly ashen.
Even so, there was not a trace of fear or pleading in his eyes as he looked at Li Qing and the others, as if he had no desire to continue living in this world.
"Li Qing, Bucciarati"
"I know why you're here. You want to directly control the organization's internal network through the technology group, and indirectly achieve your goal of seizing power."
"This is a good idea. No one has ever dared to do this before, and no one has ever been able to set foot here safely."
The supervisor's eyes, which were gradually blurring, swept lightly over the crowd present, his tone filled with the calm of someone about to die:
"But no matter what, I will never betray the boss."
"Let's get started—"
"The data on the server is about to be permanently overwritten."
"You have no use for me. Even if I can't withstand the torture and reveal the administrator password, the organization's intranet will no longer exist by then."
"You?!"
Li Qing understood what the head of the technology group meant.
He hadn't expected this guy's attitude to be so resolute.
The supervisor never intended to surrender; in fact, to prevent himself from succumbing to the pain and surrendering, he destroyed all the data stored on the internal network server.
He left himself no way out; he was determined to die for Diavolo.
"What to do?"
Li Qing had a headache:
If this internal network system is destroyed inexplicably, then all the blood and sweat they've shed along the way will have been for nothing.
Left with no other option, he immediately turned to Thomas, their only expert:
"Thomas, is there any way to stop him now?"
"Data coverage hasn't officially started yet; we should have about half a minute left."
Thomas glanced at the empty progress bar on the screen and said with a serious expression:
"It's not too late to shut down the process now—but that would require the supervisor's administrator password."
"The highest level of access to the technology group system has always been held by the supervisor alone. Without his administrator password, I would have no way to stop what is happening now."
"Moreover, even if the intranet system exists securely, without the supervisor's administrator password, we cannot obtain management access to control the organization's intranet, let alone access top-secret information related to the boss's account."
He swallowed nervously, his forehead covered in cold sweat.
The supervisor was determined to die, and Thomas couldn't figure out how to get someone who didn't want to live to reveal information within half a minute.
"Director."
Thomas had no other choice.
Like all office workers who have encountered terrible bosses, he is definitely the person in the world who wants to kill his supervisor right now.
For the sake of his future career and personal safety, Thomas had already officially betrayed the organization, tried his best to suppress his disgust for this damned boss and instead spoke to his supervisor in a polite tone:
Why did you have to go to such lengths?
"The boss hasn't shown up yet. It's obvious he's no longer able to take care of us!"
"He is no longer the invincible Dark Emperor, so why are you risking your life for him?"
Thomas's words were sincere and truthful.
The supervisor is just an employee after all. He's already helping the boss exploit the lower-level employees like a lackey. Now that the boss himself is struggling to make ends meet, why should he risk his life for this job?
That's the logic, but the supervisor remained unmoved.
"Cough cough cough"
He coughed up bloody froth with difficulty and said weakly:
"You don't understand, Thomas."
"Some things are more important to me than life itself."
"Good!"
Thomas remained silent, while his companions hesitated.
But Li Qing suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the supervisor by the throat:
"Since you are so stubborn, then I will grant your request for loyalty!"
Click!
Just as the supervisor was about to die from excessive bleeding, Li Qing timely crushed his throat.
The supervisor stopped breathing instantly and closed his eyes completely.
"This"
Thomas's face froze as he stared at the corpse that Li Qing had casually tossed aside like trash.
"If you kill him, where are we going to get the administrator password?"
"It's alright."
Li Qing calmly said:
"I've figured it out. Since terminating data overwriting requires a password, starting data overwriting must also require a password."
"That means this guy just entered his password a minute ago."
"Abbacchio".
He turned his head and gave Abbacchio a pleading look:
"It's time for your Moody Blues to take the stage."
The second update isn't finished yet. I'll post it later.