The Son of the Cthulhu must be saved [Quick Transmigration]

After a series of continuous thrills, finally had a chance to calm down.He Songming's hands were a little cold, so Ruan Mobei warmed him with his palm.

On He Songming's right index finger, there is an old scar, which is quite deep.

It was when he was in junior high school, Ruan Mobei was riding an electric scooter to take He Songming home after school, when he ran into an illegal car on the road, he was hit and flew out with the car.

The rearview mirror of the electric car shattered, exposing a section of wire. At this moment, He Songming stretched out his hand and blocked Ruan Mobei.

The wire that was supposed to be drawn on Ruan Mobei's face was blocked, almost cutting off his right index finger.

Ruan Mobei no longer remembered the temperature of the blood on his face, but he only remembered He Songming pressing his bleeding fingers, struggling to get up from the ground, and asking him if he was okay.

Every time... it's like this.

This person didn't seem to care about himself at all. Ruan Mobei was heartless before, thinking that the friendship between the two was so deep.

Until today, he was completely sure that it was an almost stupid loyalty.

Why are you doing this?

Ruan Mobei stared at He Songming's sleeping face with downcast eyes. He Songming seemed to be trapped in a horrible dream, his brows were slightly furrowed, his eyelashes trembled, and he was very unsteady.

Do you want to wake him up?Ruan Mobei hesitated, and lightly patted He Songming's face: "Xiao Ming?"

He Songming didn't answer, but he seemed to really respond to the call. Ruan Mobei was shocked, and continued to call softly: "It's time to wake up."

"I've...found you."

【so afraid……】

The voice appeared again, and Ruan Mobei couldn't tell whether it was encrypted communication or spiritual transmission.

But he still replied firmly: "Don't be afraid, I will accompany you."

The beating of the black lines on He Songming's face suddenly stagnated, as if being suppressed, Ruan Mobei noticed this keenly, he raised his hand, and gently covered He Songming's face with the palm of his hand.

The moment his palm touched He Songming, the black lines melted like ice and snow in the sun, and quickly faded down along the cheeks and neck.

Ruan Mobei pulled He Songming's collar a little, and found that it finally turned into a strangely shaped black spot on the other's chest, and it didn't move.

Ruan Mobei frowned, and reached out to touch it, trying to get rid of the black spots completely.

As soon as he put his hand into He Songming's collar, the man leaning on his arms opened his eyes.

Ruan Mobei's hand froze, he didn't pull it out, he didn't continue to stretch it in, he kept it halfway awkwardly, and He Songming looked at each other in silence.

A red light flashed in He Songming's eyes, and then countless dark green digital codes appeared. He seemed to have not realized that Ruan Mobei's actions were inappropriate, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Did you wake me up?"

"Yes." Realizing that the other party is an AI and won't feel embarrassed, Ruan Mobei withdrew his hand calmly, and pretended to straighten He Songming's collar:

"When I found this side, I saw you lying on the ground."

"The virus found me." He Songming stood up straight with his forehead supported, his memory was in a certain disorder, and he couldn't remember the specific situation, "Later we had a mutual attack on the program level, and I lost. "

"Is there something wrong with you now?"

"A self-scan has been performed and no abnormalities were found."

He Songming looked at Ruan Mobei, and there seemed to be a touch of tenderness in his cold, rational eyes, "How about you? Are you in good health?"

Ruan Mobei waved his hand: "I'm fine."

"Then find a way to leave." He Songming and Ruan Mobei stood up with each other's support, and he still held the night light in his hand.

They walked forward side by side, the light illuminated the surrounding square inch, and the company of the people around them made the fear and loneliness no longer exist.

After walking for about seven or eight minutes, Ruan Mobei's feet suddenly emptied.

One second before he fell, He Songming grabbed his wrist like lightning.

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The moment he fell to the ground, Ruan Mobei seemed to be completely smashed into countless data codes, and then these codes were quickly reassembled to form his "body".

He rolled twice, his body was a little soft, not the cold floor, with the fragrance of green grass.

The grass was quite comfortable, and Ruan Mobei even lay down for a while before slowly getting up and looking around.

The endless grasslands, slightly rolling hills, and the blue sky.

This is... the default desktop for windows.

He Songming emerged from the grass, stood beside Ruan Mobei, and looked at the rolling green hills side by side with him: "This picture is called Bliss, and it was taken in Sonoma Valley, California, USA in 1996. Because it was selected Widely known as Windows XP's default desktop."

"This time we entered the picture?"

"No, this is the virtual machine's desktop, and we're already out of the file."

Did they even stand on the table?Ruan Mobei stomped his feet in surprise, and saw a folder on the upper right corner swinging unsteadily twice, hanging crookedly in the air.

"...The virus?"

He Songming was silent for a moment: "The antivirus method using a virtual machine failed, we need to try other methods."

Ruan Mobei's heart that had just been let go lifted again, yes, it's not time to relax yet.

"Okay, what do I need to do?"

"Get out of the virtual machine first." He Songming pushed his hands, but the expected "door" did not appear.

His face suddenly changed.

He Songming tried again, but nothing around him responded.

"The exit is blocked." He turned his head and said to Ruan Mobei with a solemn expression, "We are trapped inside the virtual machine."

Ruan Mobei didn't know what this meant, but it was definitely not a good thing: "We can't go out, can we?"

"Not for now." He Songming kept clicking with both hands in the air, as if operating a button that Ruan Mobei couldn't see.

The screen appeared in front of the two of them, and Ruan Mobei saw that a square thing was being pulled by the black data stream, and was running along the information highway at a high speed, and the direction of the forward goal was the huge trash can at the bottom of the entire inner core space.

"The virus is going to take us to the recycling bin." He Songming looked solemn, "It wants to delete us directly."

"Is there any way to stop it?"

"I'm trying to hack the virtual machine from the inside, hoping to be ahead of it." Data codes flashed again in He Songming's eyes, "You can take a break, and I will chat with you."

"I don't want to distract you."

"It doesn't matter, the CPU memory occupied by simple chatting is extremely small, less than one ten-millionth of what is needed for the deciphering process, and it will not affect the task process."

"That's good." Ruan Mobei sat cross-legged on the grass, and He Songming also sat beside him.

"The virus finally took me to a text file, which is the story you told me in the car." Even after 21 repetitions there, Ruan Mobei still has a strong sense of unreality in retrospect.

Even though it was so hard to deal with the injuries, the smell in the room was so strong, and what happened to the monster was so pitiful, yet he always felt that everything was illusory.

"There I couldn't see what I looked like, and I didn't know who I was. I met a girl who was supposed to be a researcher there with red hair."

"Finally, I heard your voice from the encrypted communication channel. A hole was formed in the monster's body. I walked in and found you."

He Songming looked at Ruan Mobei: "You said you heard my voice through encrypted communication?"

"Yes."

"But the communication channel was forcibly cut off when we were overwhelmed by the virus."

Ruan Mobei: ……………

"Then what did I hear?"

"Sorry, I may not be able to give you an answer. Did you say that voice guided you to find me?"

"Yes." Ruan Mobei frowned, and things suddenly became terrifying.

The desktop of the virtual machine fell silent for a while.

Anyway, he's still alive.Ruan Mobei has learned to use various reasons to comfort himself.

Since the act of awakening He Songming, his world has been turned upside down, countless mysteries have appeared, and doubts have filled his mind, but he has not been able to solve even one.

He was pulled into a completely strange world, but felt... the truth seems to be not as simple as it seems.

Ruan Mobei was thinking silently, when suddenly he felt a huge force coming from the ground under his feet, and he was thrown flying!

But the sky is still above the head, and the grass is also under the feet. Rather than being thrown away, it is more like he was taken off straight and straight.

He Songming also took off on the same spot, and Ruan Mobei struggled to react for a while before realizing belatedly that the virtual machine had just been thrown into the recycle bin, and they were in the process of falling.

The virtual machine fell into the recycle bin and was submerged in many files. The inertial force that caused Ruan Mobei and He Songming to spin in the sky finally disappeared.

"You can go out." He Songming also completed the deciphering work at this time, and a door opened in front of him. He grabbed Ruan Mobei's wrist and said, "Get out of here."

The two left the data space just like entering a virtual machine.

Fallen among countless abandoned files.

Abandoned data was constantly being transported here, falling from the sky in the form of documents, and buried Ruan Mobei and He Songming who had just come out in a blink of an eye.

The texture of the document turned out to be fluffy, as if being submerged by many large sheets of paper. Ruan Mobei waved his arms vigorously, and finally a head popped out to breathe.

The feet are empty, as if they will continue to sink if they exert force.Ruan Mobei seemed to be floating in the water, using both hands and feet, he swam towards He Songming with all his might.

He Songming grabbed Ruan Mobei's hand, and Ruan Mobei felt light all over, and was floating in the air the next moment.

Both of them are still in the form of data bodies, but Ruan Mobei doesn't know how to control them, but for He Songming, everything is as natural as breathing.

They were in mid-air, watching countless files fall into the recycle bin.

Ruan Mobei had never seen such a magical scene. He looked down and noticed a black and red flash in a certain corner.

"Look over there!"

"It's a virus, why did it appear here?" He Songming frowned slightly, "Let's go!"

The two chased after them, as if aware of the pursuers behind them, the virus swished and disappeared into the mountain of documents.

But its route will eventually leave data traces, and He Songming clung to it. Documents and data packets were constantly manipulated and smashed at them, and when they were about to meet He Songming, they were swung away by an invisible force.

For a moment, the entire recycle bin was turned upside down. If you look at it from the information highway above, it seems that something is tumbling in it, opening up a short passage, and then it is filled with documents on both sides.

Ruan Mobei was led by He Songming. He was used to observing the surroundings in a human way, so those things that passed by him at an extremely fast speed turned into afterimages, which made him overwhelmed, and even felt unspeakable dizziness and nausea.

Ruan Mobei had no choice but to close his eyes, tightly grasped He Songming's hand, and completely entrusted himself to AI.

This thrilling chase lasted for several 10 minutes. They went deep into the interior of the recycle bin step by step, and what they saw changed from simple files and data packets to flowing and scattered data turbulence.

Garbled characters continued to pass through the black data space, bringing up weak electronic pulses and blowing the ends of Ruan Mobei's hair.

Suddenly, no trace of the virus disappeared, and they finally saw the huge black ball entrenched in the corner of the recycling bin.

It is like a puddle of freshly excavated slime, or semi-solidified oil, tightly adhered to a document, almost enveloping the document.

Black goo dripped to the ground, forming an inaccessible area.

"Found it, the source of the virus." He Songming stopped, and they entered the virtual machine, conducted an arduous and arduous search for the source, and experienced a disastrous failure, but they did not expect that the virus took the initiative to attract them to find this place.

"How did it end up in the recycle bin?"

He Songming shook his head. He didn't know that most virus program codes would be implanted into the operating system and hidden in the recycle bin. This was the first time he had seen it.

Ruan Mobei asked in a low voice, "Can we get rid of it now?"

He Songming: "Yes, as long as the file it is attached to is completely shredded, the virus that has lost its carrier is not that powerful, and I can take the opportunity to kill it."

"First read the contents of the file, break up the byte code, delete it, and then trace back to the directory where the file is located, and delete the directory as well."

Looking at the file attached by the virus, Ruan Mobei suddenly felt an inexplicable familiarity.

He Songming started to read the files remotely. As soon as the reading work started, he opened his eyes and asked "Huh?" in doubt.

Ruan Mobei's heart immediately hung up: "What happened?"