Start with Mechanical Hunter

"If there were no limits on morality, the world would fall into complete chaos," Collider said with a serious face.

"But if morality is shackles, the world will be clamped seven inches."

Hitomi looked at the modified robot with a strange look on her face. It was rare for her to see this guy look so serious.

"But isn't that nice?"

What fell into Tong's eyes were clean and tidy streets, polite and smiling pedestrians, and faces full of hope.

‘Attention outsiders, attention outsiders! ’

‘Only those who are implanted with a moral chip are eligible to enter the city that never sleeps. ’

Three mechanical eyeliners rolled down and blocked the three people. On the mechanical tentacles, a mechanical claw opened, and an insertion needle popped out, less than one centimeter away from Hitomi's purple eyeball.

'Check higher level permissions, implant cancellation, wish you a happy life. ’

The mechanical needle was retracted, and the three mechanical eyeliners 'swiped' and flew into the tall buildings and disappeared.

"That's the problem," Collider said calmly: "If you limit morality to a certain range, what are you going to do with people outside this circle?"

After saying that, he spit out a thick mouthful of phlegm directly on the trousers of a pedestrian not far away.

However, what shocked the girl Hitomi was that no one's expression changed at all, including the person who was spit on. He also took out a tissue with a smile on his face, wiped off the stolen goods, and then threw it into the trash can.

"I do not understand."

"Disgust can produce anger, anger can produce violence, and violence can produce disaster. Therefore, disgust is a dangerous emotion and must be controlled."

"Then no one cares?"

Someone was in charge, and soon, two security robots came over, their eyes glowing red, and electronic sounds sounded from the speakers.

"Those who spit will be fined NT$300 and given a lecture on the law that never sleeps."

"Higher level authority detected, penalty revoked."

"Look, that's it."

"You shouldn't do this! The reputation of our Ghost in the Shell mobile unit has been ruined by you!" Hitomi glared at him dissatisfied, then turned to look at the other guy: "Chappie, talk about him too."

"Hululu, hululu——"

The young man with dark circles named Chappie actually fell asleep standing up.

"This guy is networking without saying a word again, damn it! Collider, you are carrying him."

"Let him stay here, it's safe enough here anyway," Collider picked him up unceremoniously and threw him onto a park chair.

"You go to the main brain area of ​​this mechanical city to check for information. As for me, I will go meet that woman's lover for a while."

"Be careful, we are here to get information, don't start fighting as soon as we come up," Tong glanced at Chappie worriedly and whispered: "Secret guard, protect this guy."

"Okay, Captain Hitomi," three crisp loli voices sounded.

Hidden Guard, the latest model of stealth robot, can be used on both land, sea and air.

At this time, Chappie is surfing the Internet.

Cyberspace is composed of countless network nodes, which can be online communities, communities, or even unhealthy websites.

In a physical sense, there is only one cyberspace in the Evernight City, but in essence, it is made up of countless overlapping virtual spaces.

Chappie - Mother City hacker, nicknamed by others, super-powerful Chappie.

He is one of the few hackers who can connect to the Internet without a network access pod.

This has nothing to do with his hacking skills, but rather the fact that he is a superpower.

And his superpowers happen to be very suitable for being a hacker.

His superpower is called 'virtual thinking' - the ability to think without the use of the brain.

This gives him free access to different virtual spaces.

At this time, the place he came to was called 'Beautiful World', a public welfare community, a place where the Cybermen have been hanging around for a long time.

In this place, their fantasies will materialize and become novels, objects, and the second world.

A long time ago, there was an ancient profession called Internet writer. Later, since the intervention of AI, this profession has been eliminated.

Practitioners are either picking up garbage or selling themselves.

Later, the beautiful world replaced the AI ​​writers, and the AI ​​writers became unemployed again.

The welfare community of the cyber testing site is definitely not a unilateral "welfare".

On the one hand, the Cybermen are lingering in it and cannot extricate themselves.

On the other hand, some emerging companies have obtained a large amount of free "artificial data" through these public communities. This data is obviously more creative than the "artificial data" attracted by holographic advertisements.

These public communities are all open source, and even monopolies cannot monopolize them because this is the domain of mechanical masterminds.

However, when Chappie entered it, he discovered that a large number of 'dreams' had been destroyed, a large number of 'second creations' had been destroyed, and a large number of 'personal worlds' had been compressed and recycled.

After installing a moral chip, these things are considered 'violating morality'.

This type of ‘illegal data’ will be recycled by Unreal Company.

Probably because the 'Cyber ​​Killer' is in human form, these companies tend to be in human form when creating anti-virus software.

‘Beautiful Type IV Defense’, ‘Virtual Type VI Defense’, ‘Deep Guardian’, ‘Regulatory Enforcer’…

The data strength of these anti-virus software is between Red Wing and Silver Wing, but their technical information is all corporate confidentiality, so in some aspects, they are even more troublesome than ordinary cyber killers.

At this time, Chappie saw fantasy girls of different busts being pulled out by chains and tied tightly. These girls kept calling the name of the Cyber ​​clan.

As we all know, dead nerds are usually the kings of the keyboard. Without the keyboard, these people's combat power will be greatly reduced, not to mention that they can't even log in to the Internet now.

Chappie frowned at the scene.

Monopoly?

Although the evolution of every giant company must go through this process.

But I have to say, the food appearance is a bit ugly.

But as an official, he cannot interfere with the evolution of local artificial data at will.

Without evolution, without the monopoly of big data, how can new technologies, new ecology, and new thinking be born?

What I don’t know is what exactly this ‘illusory joint enterprise’ will produce by collecting so much ‘ethical data’.

"Um?"

Chappie suddenly stared at a bubble in the sky, and from this bubble, he felt unusual data fluctuations.

Sure enough, in the next moment, heavily equipped mechanical beauties fell from the sky one by one and entered the anti-virus software.

Heavy mechanical armor, big breasts, eyepatch, belly, thighs, red lips, in short, it is full of elements.

Otakus who like heavy metal are in the minority.

Especially since this otaku is also a hacker.

Obviously, this group of anti-virus software has dug up a treasure.

Five or six mechanical beauty pigs advanced suddenly, and with one sweep of their long legs, four humanoid software was shattered. It was a very violent aesthetic.

A big sister's mechanical right hand transformed into an electric drill, and she swiped violently, suddenly turning a row of anti-virus software into gibberish.

However, the counterattack of anti-virus software has also begun.

The hands of beautiful defense are open, and a large data network is formed. The nodes on the network are hyperlinks, which can directly transport you to the corporate data prison.

The virtual defense grabbed those data girls and sucked them into their bodies.

Some anti-virus software directly transforms into a building and hits these beauties.

Seeing that the situation was not good, these mechanical beauties grabbed two or three girls each, sprayed a large amount of data flames from the jets on their backs, and began to retreat in an organized manner.

Chappie's face suddenly changed, and his figure disappeared. When he reappeared, it was in another neighborhood.

The neighborhood is empty, with no human data and no antivirus software.

‘Strange, is it an illusion? ’

After Chappie left, a layer of blue light covered the entire block again, and the humanoid anti-virus software and a large amount of artificial data were scanned out.

But they were all motionless, as if frozen.

Two figures walked out of the alley. They were wearing black robes with red eyes inlaid on them. The eyes were still moving, blinking from time to time.

"Traitors from the Mother City, why are they here?" A figure asked curiously.

The other person said nothing, looking straight at a girl. The template of that girl was Asuna, who was popular a long time ago. She had brown hair, big watery eyes, and a determined look despite fatigue. Very-book.

The man walked over directly.

"Nightmare, does this remind you of the days when you were a cyber clan? The ruined youth, the beautiful illusions, and the beautiful girls. Ah, I really want to continue to act like a fool."

Nightmare walked to the opposite side of 'Asuna' and looked straight at her with his dark eyes. The next moment, he grabbed the girl's head and covered it with black personality fluid. In the girl's desperate eyes, Nightmare's palm exerted force.

The girl disintegrated into flying artificial data.

"Hehe, hehehe..."

The nightmare let out a shrill, hoarse laugh.

"Tsk, tsk, a completely blackened Cyber ​​race, so scary!"

The man still wanted to say something mean, but the next moment, the visual collector suddenly received serious interference, and the black mosaic kept flashing, as if everything was melting.

"Hey, hey, you're kidding. We are all members of the same organization. This time, the target is the machine. Hey, hey, I have finally put together the personality fragments!!"

There was a sour chewing sound, and a large amount of data and flesh turned into source code.

…

"You are looking for my boss, he is not here."

Looking at the NPC with blood-red question marks in front of him, Baozi looked alert.

"No," Collider laughed ferociously, pushed the door open unceremoniously, and looked around: "Let me see if he is hiding? I despise this kind of pretty boy who eats with rich women!"

"Hey, what are you doing!?"

Baozi quickly pressed the alarm button, and after several mechanical eyeliners flew over, they quickly slipped away.

Damn it, this official robot bullies the weak and fears the strong.

"I heard that you are looking for me?"

Just when the collider was about to turn the entire store upside down, a faint voice sounded.

"The one I'm looking for is you!" The nearly three-meter-tall collider turned back sharply, its teeth seeming to spark metal sparks.