Chapter 68: Queen

[SYSTEM MESSAGE]

System Message

[Access Granted]

Temporary Administrator Privileges recognised Please register at the nearest terminal

Temporary Administrator Privileges recognised

Please register at the nearest terminal

Kyle ignored the message, staying wary as he stepped through the now-opened door of the administrator’s room. However, instead of seeing a control centre of some sort, it was instead a long hallway, dimly lit by barely functioning lights. There is still electricity in the place – entirely possible for someone to be alive.

He slowly stepped down the hallway, minimising the noise of his footsteps as much as he could as he approached a T-junction. On the wall was plastered a sign in the Council’s language, further cementing Kyle’s belief that this was a Galactic Era installation.

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Seed Storage? Is this a doomsday bunker? However, the existence of the green gaseous chambers that improved the hobgoblins did not seem right. It felt more like an experimental lab rather than a bunker meant for hiding out. There were no signs for shelter as well, so it did not feel like an evacuation point.

Kyle decided to check out the chemicals first, curious about the green gas. He had breathed in a few whiffs but felt no particular changes to his body.

He soon reached another metallic door, locked tight. Kyle was considering his options on breaking the lock when the door automatically opened for him, as though it was expecting him. This raised his suspicion even higher as he tried to figure out why did he have such privilege.New novel chapters are published on

Is every System user an administrator? If there are such facilities in Versia, and Galactic Era tech was able to be recovered, perhaps they, too have a System User...

Kyle focused his attention on his immediate surroundings. He stepped through the door, revealing a bio lab that was clearly dedicated to genetic extermination. Hundreds of pressurised gas tanks were lined up in a packed formation, the tubes attached to their nozzles and running the entire length of the lab’s ceiling towards an exit duct that no doubt led to the individual gas chambers.

There were four vats in the lab, each with a floating specimen inside. Kyle could see that they were arranged in ascending order, with a goblin baby being the first, followed by a goblin child, a goblin adult and a hobgoblin adult.

Were the goblins artificially created? Or experimented on? Kyle moved over to the control terminal, where he spotted a helmetless human wearing an exosuit sitting on the chair, facing the vats. He readied himself for a fight, slowly moving up and using the hammer to spin the exosuit around slowly.

Only the dead, agonised face of its occupant stared back at Kyle, long dead before Kyle even arrived. Streaks of dried blood stains were marked on the wall, along with three other destroyed exosuits with no bodies. A pile of human bones lay in front of the exosuit pilot. Cannibalism. Not surprised.

He shoved the degraded exosuit and bones out of the way, tapping the control panel. Nothing responded despite electricity still being supplied to this place. Kyle tried tapping once again, prompting a shimmering sound to materialise behind him. He quickly swivelled and swung the hammer, only for the hammer to pass through a holographic human.

[Good morning, Administrator. What tasks would you like me to perform today?] The holographic AI human bowed, wearing a skimpy bikini that accentuated her curves in a disproportionate way. Kyle didn’t want to think about what the last survivor was doing with the AI.

“Revert to your default form and give me the logs of the lab. And call me sir.”

[Understood.] The A.I. reverted into a military-style uniform, complete with a beret. [Following Protocol 138A, all existing logs and data have been purged from the facility. Shall I attempt to uplink to the main server?]

“No, do not uplink. What is Protocol 138A?”

[I apologise. Information regarding Protocol 138A has also been erased.]

Kyle frowned, visibly frustrated. However, it was not unexpected to face such an issue.

Many human forces in the Galactic Era employed such tactics to mask their military or secret installations. Galactic Coordinates were a life-or-death matter. If they were leaked to a hostile alien force, it would be catastrophic. Kyle himself had employed such a protocol during his liberation war against the invading slovesa, preventing captured ships from leaking critical data of the core worlds.

“So you don’t know what this lab is for.”

[Correct. But I am connected to every mechanical and electrical system in this facility.]

“What defence systems are left?”

[Sorry, all defence systems have been neutralised.]

“What was your original purpose?”

[Sorry, I do not have the information to answer that.]

“What is this holographic interface that I have?”

[Sorry, I do not have the information to answer that.]

Kyle groaned. “What information do you actually have?”

[For one, I am well equipped with agricultural development. I have been able to restore many of the instructions needed to redevelop using the seeds stored in the Seed Storage section. I am also able to control the pressure of the gas tanks that are currently connected to the individual chambers, though I am unsure as to what their purpose is.]

“I can operate effectively up to beyond 10 kilometres, but this will require me to deploy the antenna system of the mountain. Shall I deploy it?”

“No, do not deploy any radio equipment.” Kyle rejected the idea. As much as the antenna was directional, there would always be some leakage that could potentially tip off anyone watching. “Do not go further than what you can handle.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Sahusa. As part of our deal, you will now regain control of your kingdom. All goblins in the Culdao Peaks Area are to fall under your control. Do you understand? Work with my subordinate, Sasha. She knows what to do.”

Sahusa nodded but was confused as to where Kyle was walking off to. “Wait, where are you going? If we used your strength, we could easily dominate the rest of the tribes.”

“I’m going back to the oracle. I have a few personal things to settle...”

Kyle walked off, pulling back up the holographic messages that suddenly came in like a flood. Every hobgoblin he had killed inside was recorded, filling his vision.

[System Message]

Killed [Improved Hobgoblin Guard], +250 EXP

[System Message]

Killed [Goblin King Osir], +3000 EXP

[SYSTEM MESSAGE]

Level Up!

Level 20 ---> Level 25

[Stats Increase]

All Stats Increase

Bonus Free Points Granted

[SYSTEM MESSAGE]

Class Announcement

[Class Upgrade (Level 25)]

Congratulations, Unique Class will now be upgraded

Please wait