"No need to worry, they all gathered urgently because of the Air Force One incident in Dog Town... Once I explain the situation to President Miles, those agents won't make a fuss."
Mercer reassured her, while Rebecca just turned her head away, "Do you think I'm still worried about these things now?"
"Alright..." Mercer reached out to pat her head, "Didn't I guarantee that I would definitely come back?"
"Wait until you safely accomplish that!" Rebecca said, then brushed his arm away, "What do you want me to do now?"
"Go with Jack Mann and the others to stall the Military Science agents, buy me time to negotiate with Miles." After Mercer finished, he put on his helmet, gave her one last look, and flew back towards the Gemstone Green Rooftop where Miles was.
At that moment, Miles was calmly having dinner—seeming as relaxed as if she were on vacation at a hotel.
It must be said, her rise to become the President of New America wasn't by chance.
Upon seeing Mercer, Miles even extended an invitation, "Care to join me for a bite?"
Mercer glanced at those around her; at the moment, Li De, Alex, and two other agents were seated on one side of the dining table in the living room, with food in front of them. At a time like this, Miles was still inviting her subordinates to eat with her, reflecting her character.
"I hope the food here suits Madam President's taste, but as for me, I'll pass for now."
Taking off his helmet, Mercer naturally sat opposite Miles, "I'm wondering what President Miles has been considering?"
"Mercer, listen to me." Putting down her fork and knife, Miles showed a sincere expression and said seriously, "I've listened to Li De and Alex explain the Little Beidou Facility issue, but I must say, this has nothing to do with me."
Mercer's expression remained unchanged; he just smiled, making Miles find him difficult to deal with. However, she only apologized on the surface, "You should know, the Intelligence Bureau often conducts activities that don't require the President's signature.
They were merely conducting a routine check at the Little Beidou Facility to prevent intelligence data leaks..."
"We can discuss these matters later. Right now, I want to talk to Madam President about the Lark issue."
Mercer's expression turned serious, "The other side has already designated tonight's flight, requiring Lark to be sent to the Moon today; in exchange, they will ensure Dog Town's safety..."
"That is not a solution to the problem." Miles's expression grew serious, "Listen to me, Mr. Mercer — if they can use the Moon Pusher to threaten you once, they can certainly do so again. Dog Town's safety cannot be guaranteed through compromise alone."
"Are you saying New America can offer me a guarantee?"
Mercer countered.
Miles nodded without hesitation, "Of course — the boldness to attack my private plane suggests this is clearly not an ordinary rogue AI; we must respond forcefully."
She earnestly stated, "Once we return, I will immediately contact the European Space Agency, and discuss with the European Community joint efforts to strike this alien-based super AI, including organizing Internet Supervision to impose focused controls on this AI called Lilith.
Moreover, I guarantee, if that rogue AI dares to use the Moon Material Pusher against you, it would be seeking its own destruction!
You should understand, no human powers could tolerate a rogue AI wielding such a terrifying weapon of mass destruction; facing our coalition, even if this AI is hiding beyond Earth, it will still be annihilated by our united forces."
Miles assured, "But we absolutely must not let knowledge related to Black Wall fall into the hands of this rogue AI. Just imagine, Mercer, if Black Wall were infiltrated, who knows what terrible deeds that rogue AI would commit afterward?
I know you are worried about Dog Town, concerned that all your years of hard work might be wiped out, but I can assure you, we will spare no expense to compensate for your loss."
Her sincere gaze and tone made her seem like the most honest person in the world.
Yet Mercer remained unmoved, calmly saying, "I will not place my hope in others."
Seeing this, Miles could only resort to a negotiation tactic that even she was hesitant to use — she lowered her face and her tone became somber, "Are you sure you want to side with the rogue AI?"
"Firstly, it was you who secretly researched Black Wall and such dangerous things like rogue AI, leading events to this point."
Mercer exposed her charade mercilessly, "If the rogue AI breached Black Wall, the greatest traitor wouldn't be me, but you and your group of ambitious people.
Secondly, I don't trust your promises at all to strike at the rogue AI on the Moon? If I may be frank, if Military Science had such capabilities, this rogue AI would have been exposed long ago and wouldn't have developed this far."
Mercer sneered, "As for the safety of Dog Town, I don't hope on you for that either."
"So, since you've made up your mind, why come to discuss this with me at all?" Miles said with a plain expression, "Now that humans are the knife, and I'm the meat, I just hope Mr. Mercer will think carefully about the consequences of kidnapping the President of New America and betraying New America's national interests."
"Wow, betraying New America's national interests? Kidnapping the President of New America?"
Mercer laughed with a scoff, then turned on the television.
At this moment, Channel 54 on the television was broadcasting the news.