Start with Mechanical Hunter

Along with the cold words, the image that Gao Gong had seen before, the vague-faced woman, appeared.

Her expression is sinister and surly, her eyes seem to be constantly exuding the venom of "illegal acquisition of instructions", her nails disappear, her fingers are elongated, and her skin is wrinkled, like a mixture of an old Western witch and an old Montenegro demon. When she moves, she is trampled by clawed feet. The sound of the data network is densely packed with 'tick-tock' sounds.

"Boss, my wife—" Black Python felt his gums trembling.

"Well, your wife has moved up to the queen size." Gao Gong said calmly.

"Is this her, her last personality?"

"If my guess is correct, your wife's previous personality has already been killed by her."

"Cyber ​​hacking is different from other professions. Split personality is a taboo among taboos. I don't know why Venomous Scorpion entered the Puppet City, but since she gave birth to a second personality, it means that the two personalities can never coexist. , strike first to gain strength, strike later to suffer disaster.”

"No, boss, my wife, like me, takes a 'personality balancer' every month. If she only has one personality, why does she take drugs?"

"Please, your wife's number is the 11th-ranked super hacker in the world. How can it be so easy to completely erase it?"

"Looking at the bright side, maybe he just went crazy."

"Hiss~~"

Poisonous Scorpion, who logged into the hacker account, didn't care about the nonsense the two idiots were talking about. It took her a lot of effort to hack into Kabuto's brain.

That's right, the picture in front of you, which looks like looking at the stars through a space telescope, is Kabuto's brain. The smarter the brain, the brighter the light.

And Kabuto's data brain is as bright as the stars.

The venom in the scorpion's eyes flows faster, falling from the cheeks, falling on the nerve bundles, and falling into the brain sulcus comparable to the Mariana Trench, burning the superior forehead gyrus, paracentral lobule, and cuneiform leaves. The smoke sizzled, burning out a thicker smoke than anything seen before.

Then, a thick, invisible scorpion tail thorn stabbed into the mist. A large number of user codes flew around, almost flooding the world. I don’t know how many faces were changed, brains and computers smoked, and codes were spat out crazily. In the process, a small gap slowly opened.

Poisonous Scorpion grabbed his husband and stuffed it into the gap. Senior Engineer walked slowly in the middle, and finally Mr. Brainstem grabbed the main computer and jumped in together.

The four of them seemed to have fallen into an abyss without a bottom.

As the old saying goes, when you stare into the abyss, the abyss also stares into you.

When you take off your pants and pee into the abyss, the abyss will spurt you out.

Then, lights and shadows flashed randomly, and vision was chaotic. When a group of five people came back to their senses, they had been sprayed out and sprayed onto the streets of Hive City.

The poisonous scorpion once again regained the face of the female programmer, with a rather unsightly expression.

The black python subconsciously stepped on the ground with the sole of his foot. It was hard and it didn't look like an illusion. However, he felt that his IQ was not enough. He needed a smart brain, so he poked the senior engineer.

"Boss, what's going on now?"

"Do you think your wife's expression now is very similar to when she learned that you had 13 wives and 26 mistresses?"

"It's very similar."

"That's a pretty bad situation."

The senior engineer turned his head and glanced at the host computer, which was hesitant to speak and had a troubled expression, and smiled.

"Then let me give you an overview of the current situation."

"First of all, high-end business wars often only require the simplest cooking methods, so I plan to kidnap our overbearing president and genius scientist from the beginning and force him to surrender to me.

Apparently, the plan failed.

Not only did the president fail to catch us, he also opened the corporate firewall, which was the virtual space just now, and trapped us.

Then, in order to save our lives, our poisonous sister took decisive action, preparing to hack into the enemy's brain to help us unlock the virtual space and return to the real world.

But now it seems that this hacking plan has failed. "

"But didn't we escape?" the black python said.

"Look at this street, and then look at this hive city, don't you think something is missing?"

"What's missing?" The black python vaguely remembered that this was the road they took before coming, and its name was 'Central Street'. They walked along the street -

"Beehive, no, that beehive is gone!" the black python exclaimed.

"Isn't that right? Why did a good mechanical mastermind suddenly disappear?" The senior engineer seemed to be talking to someone else or to himself, "It seems that he has really changed his personality and his skills are rusty. Yes, we have not left the virtual space."

The poisonous scorpion's face turned darker.

Mr. Brainstem frowned and said, "Mr. G, can you tell us where we are now!"

"That's a good question," the senior engineer looked at the host computer: "How about you, the chief scientist, explain it?"

On the head of the host computer, a screen lit up, with a horizontal line going up and down. The upper part was a digital space composed of countless code signals, and the lower part was the real world composed of countless individuals.

"Originally, cyberspace and the real world are distinct, but the 'Electronic Brain Project' broke this line."

The horizontal lines were torn off, and the signals mixed with the crowd, like a boiling pot of digital hell soup.

"This does not mean that the physical parameters of reality are to be broken, it is just affected.

The real trouble is with us, humans themselves.

Once the cyberspace sinks, all people's external senses of touch, such as hearing, touch, taste, etc., may be manipulated.

Your vision can be simulated, your sense of touch can be overdrawn, and your sense of taste can be modified.

You can be extravagant and lustful in the gold-selling cave on the other side of freedom, but your true body may be waiting to die on a garbage dump with your eyes closed.

Your physical body may feel as powerful as a superman, but your real physical body may not even have arms or legs.

Virtual machines, networking devices, network access warehouses, and human body chips. In the past, these devices were required to complete any of the above operations.

But now, it doesn't need to be.

You may just take an ordinary walk on the street, and your vision is switched to thousands of miles away, your taste is stuffed into a cesspit, your hearing is in an opera house where the world's number one symphony orchestra is performing, and your skin touch is probably in Having sex with a woman.

This is not alarmist, but something that is bound to happen.

So back to the subject, if you ask us where we are now, our bodies are probably in the mechanical mastermind, but with the next switch of 'Kabuto', I can only tell you responsibly.

Probably on a planetary scale. "

The senior engineer narrowed his eyes and suddenly smiled: "Host computer, it seems that you also understand that if your boss really wanted to save you, you wouldn't be with us now, right?"

"That's true, but I have to explain that no company has done large-scale brain-computer modification beforehand. It is very difficult to manipulate such a huge amount of data in a short period of time and distinguish the individual data in it."

"I have a question," Mr. Brainstem suddenly said: "If, in the electronic brain project, our various senses can be separated, then once the senses are destroyed, the real body-"

"As you would expect, if the sensory data is destroyed, the organs in reality will also suffer a devastating blow."

Mr. Brainstem turned pale.

A 'buzzing' sound suddenly sounded, and the next moment, a black line appeared in the sky. The black line began to expand, and eventually turned into mechanical bees, with pulse knives popping out from their ferocious paws.

But in this city, there are only four people who need to be transformed.

"It seems that this is a more dangerous virtual space," Gao Gong squeezed his palms, feeling quite unfamiliar, and opened the system panel again, level lv12 (space is banned)

I glanced at the properties again,

The weak can no longer be weak.

‘So, it’s brought me to the level before time travel. ’

"Run, why are you still standing there!" The black python reacted first, hugged his wife and began to scream.

"I have a question to ask you!" Poisonous Scorpion finally woke up from a certain state and stared at the host computer: "Why didn't my hacking break through that person's brain defense? The brain data has been completely deleted."

The 'host brain' hesitated for a moment, and finally a line of words lit up on the screen on its face.

“Because awareness packs technology.”