Tech Overlord

At the headquarters of the Federal Alliance, the atmosphere was unusually tense. People hurried along the corridors, their steps quicker than usual, and the presence of professional soldiers was far more conspicuous. To the uninitiated, it might have seemed that the laboratory had just developed something extraordinary to warrant such a scene. If they knew what was actually happening inside the lab, they would surely faint from shock.

“Mo Tian, hand over your work. You know how vital this technology is—it could shift the entire balance of our Federation.” In the laboratory, a middle-aged man in a general’s uniform addressed a young scientist surrounded by armed guards.

“You bastards—is this how your Federation operates? The project’s barely finished and you’re here to steal it! I begged you for support for so long and you kept dragging your feet. Now that I’ve succeeded, you barge in and snatch it away. And you even kidnapped my family to threaten me! Aren’t you afraid I’ll take you to the Federal Court?” the young scientist shouted in fury.

The general rubbed his temples, clearly agitated. Mo Tian’s reputation as a genius was well known throughout the Federation. When he first proposed his theory of space-time, he had approached their faction for support. They dismissed the idea as too radical and refused him, never imagining he would actually make it a reality. Now, they were scrambling to seize his achievement.

“I don’t care about any of that. You can do whatever you want, but today you must hand over your research and prototype. Otherwise, you