The reason Reinhardt went offline was because of his stupid son, who had another accident.

His Majesty the Emperor withdrew his consciousness from his kingdom and returned to reality and it took him a few minutes to readjust to his frail body, where he was a twilight old man who was nearly ninety years old, with total physical failure, and who had relied on artificial organs and skin grafts to maintain his appearance at the age of fifty.

The explosion of technology brought by the listeners allowed Reinhardt to run 100 meters in 12 seconds at this age, and the powerful artificial heart allowed countless nanobots to run in the blood vessels, repairing various wounds on the body.

Two reinforced artificial kidneys allowed him to survive the onslaught of biotoxins until first responders arrived, a pair of artificial lenses kept his eyesight in the prime of life, and he was even able to zoom in and out of a small area to spy on his young female secretary.

But his dying body is weakening as a whole, and he is constantly updating artificial organs and parts, which can only be maintained, and the real fatal injury comes from the continuous atrophy of brain tissue, and Reinhardt sees the dimensionality reduction plan as his last hope.

"Your Majesty, your son, Your Excellency Heinrich's villa has just been detected with Level III Chaos Pollution and has been quarantined by Torchwood." Reinhardt's security officer whispered in his ear: "I'm afraid this time, Heinrich has no chance to defend himself, the III source of pollution requires the purification of unprotected personnel in all ranges. ”

"And ......" said the security officer, who hesitated for a moment, looked at Reinhardt's gloomy face, "and the news from the Torchwood says that His Excellency Heinrich has crossed that line. ”

"Is the news true?" Reinhardt was stunned for a moment, and asked with some disbelief, "Does he really ......?" ”

"There shouldn't be a repetition, His Excellency Heinrich's villa is built independently by the sea, there are no other residents around, and it is also equipped with a full range of security systems, unless the pollution starts from the inside, it is difficult to be overcome so quickly." The security officer explained: "We've learned a lot from them since we started working with Torchwood, and the last time His Excellency Heinrich was arraigned by Torchwood, I'm afraid he didn't tell the truth, and Torchwood didn't believe you and his testimony, they may be fishing, that's why they cordoned off the scene so quickly." ”

"You go out, I want to be quiet for a while." Reinhardt seemed to have lost all his strength, slumped on the couch, and fell into deep thought as he looked at the picture of a family of three on the wall.

Reinhardt, who had always devoted himself to his career, was indifferent to his family, and the union between him and his wife was a standard political marriage, and when his wife died at the age of seventy-seven, Reinhardt did not even have a tear and his heart did not fluctuate.

He didn't have much affection for Heinrich, it was just a drunken accident, and Reinhardt and his wife had their own nightlife and rarely spent the night together, except in public.

Heinrich grew up in such an environment with a bad personality from an early age, but under Reinhardt's militarized management, Heinrich's distortions could only be hidden deep inside.

Reinhardt didn't pay attention to Vitoria's accident at all, a small lieutenant, he didn't need him to show up directly, but he didn't expect that the female lieutenant really managed to sneak out in the end, and even left the earth, which made him unreachable.

It seems that since then, his already fragile relationship with Heinrich has become more indifferent, and just like himself, Heinrich has learned how to use his surname to expand the power in his hands.

This display of maturity made Reinhardt think that his son had finally grown up, but the damned female lieutenant reappeared in the game world, allowing his stupid son to give up his rights and go to the Far South with gossip.

Since then, Reinhardt has completely abandoned the idea of cultivating him politically as his helper, and even regarded him as a burden to himself.

Then there was the sudden incident summoned by the torchwood, and Reinhardt carefully recalled every minute and every second of his time with Heinrich, recalling the subtle expressions on his face, and recalling the subtle changes in Heinrich's tone when he spoke.

Eventually, Reinhardt determined that Heinrich had been waiting for this moment from that point on.

This is revenge on him.

In Reinhardt's most important moment, his son gave him a Chaos backstab at the cost of his life.

"Bastard!" Reinhardt stood up, the artificial muscle fibers tense, giving him enough strength to lift the couch and slam it on the picture of the family of three, smashing the young boy with the gloomy smile and the woman he couldn't even remember what she looked like.

"You are like your affectionate mother, who knows no gratitude!" Reinhardt roared angrily: "Bitch! Dementia! You two are jerks! ”

The highly soundproofed walls made it impossible for the security officer, who was only separated by a wall, to hear anything, and after a few minutes, a neatly dressed Reinhardt walked out of the room: "This room is temporarily cordoned off, don't let anyone in, contact Torchwood, I want to meet with their leader." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The security officer saluted and turned to leave, they had become accustomed to calling Reinhardt His Majesty, and were loyally expecting the other party to actually sit in that position after the dimensionality reduction plan.

"Hmph, don't think this little trick will stop me, boy, you're still a little tender." Reinhardt poured himself a glass of spirits: "Nothing can stop me, I was born to do this!" ”

"Your Majesty, Torchwood's call." The security officer's avatar suddenly appeared on the wall opposite Reinhardt: "Do you want to be brought in now?" ”

Reinhardt nodded, and the projection on the wall immediately changed to the upper body of another man.

"Reinhardt, we have verified Heinrich's problem, he betrayed us, betrayed the entire human civilization." The man on the wall said to Reinhardt, "He has a problem for us, Reinhardt, we don't want the future spokesperson of the Europa Empire to have this kind of black history." ”

"What if I personally execute him?" Reinhardt's thoughts raced through the time of a glass of wine just now, as if he had returned to the time when he was young and fought against political opponents: "I want to destroy my relatives with righteousness, and personal affection is not worth mentioning in the face of human righteousness." ”

"You're a smart man, Reinhardt, and I'm waiting for good news from you." The man on the wall nodded dryly, "Don't make any mistakes, Your Majesty the Emperor." ”