After regaining his simulated perception, the first thing Tick noticed was the beach beneath his feet. Countless 0s and 1s formed the gravel, spreading to the end visible to the naked eye.
She picked up a '0', and an indescribable feeling suddenly emerged, and she couldn't help but tremble.
"This is a data collection, don't touch it randomly, it will permanently increase your negative status."
Following Mr. G's words, '0' suddenly melted and turned into a liquid similar to 'bean sprouts', trying to get into the 'protective suit'.
In the system panel, the information dropped sharply, and soon it dropped to two thousand. Tick was surprised and quickly shook the thing away.
In front, Mr. G was talking to a group of 'astronauts', and these 'astronauts' were undoubtedly experts from the Geonet Group. When she approached, one of the leaders was talking -
"It's up to you to confirm the location of sub-database No. 0. We only have ten minutes. After ten minutes, a new cyber killer will be born. Once discovered, the infiltration will be declared a failure."
"I understand, you can do your thing, don't worry, as a wanted person, I'm more worried about being hunted down than you are."
Soon, these 'astronauts' dispersed, and the data in their hands flashed and turned into various machines.
As we all know, only when there is hardware can there be software, and Diwang Group's technology has been able to use the power of 'software' to replicate 'hardware' in cyberspace.
Each of the blueprints behind these machines is above level 7.
Compared to the scientists who were racing against time, the senior engineers seemed much more relaxed, and even looked around as if they were looking for something.
"What do you want to ask?" Foreman Gao didn't reply.
Dida asked curiously: "Is this the source code layer of cyberspace?"
"Yes or no, to be precise, it is the source code of cyberspace that the Diwang Group wants us to see."
"Electrical signals are at the speed of light, and what the human body can sense, the transmission speed of nerve signals is far less than the speed of light. This also means that, theoretically speaking, we will never be able to 'see' the lowest level of cyberspace."
The senior engineer picked up a '1' and threw it away: "And what we see now is just the modeling of Diwang Group."
"Data modeling?" Tikta thought thoughtfully.
"That's right, convert the abstracted conceptual model into a physical model, such as this - a data collection."
Looking at the 'digital gravel' on the ground, Tikta asked with interest: "Are they the shells of cyber killers?"
"Yes, these 'data aggregates' are essentially the product of cyberspace data interaction," the senior engineer looked into the distance. With the strange wind blowing from nowhere, one 'data zombie' started to appear one after another.
The prototype emerged from the gravel. Although it looked like it was missing arms and legs, the dangerous feeling unique to the 'Cyber Killer' could already be vaguely felt.
"Many large companies and underground organizations are looking for the weaknesses of cyber killers, but this is impossible, because unless cyberspace goes down on a large scale, the data in the space will only interact all the time, and the 'data aggregation' will
They will be born every second, and they will never be killed or destroyed."
"What a terrifying existence!" Tida glanced at the other party, but she had not forgotten that when they first met, the other party gave her the identity of a cyber killer.
This npc must have more background tasks to explore.
"What are you looking for?" Tick couldn't help but ask when he saw that the senior engineer did not use hacking methods to search for database No. 0, but instead dug sand everywhere.
"Of course we are looking for 'data aggregates'. You may not know that there are some special 'data aggregates', which are also called 'conceptual body fragments'. Absorbing them can provide permanent state blessings."
The senior engineer's eyes lit up, he turned over the gravel, and a red '0' appeared.
Concept body fragment·Life blessing: The respiratory system is optimized and transformed through big data, the respiratory system transformation rate is 1%, and the blood volume is permanently increased by 5%.
‘This, this, this—’
Tick blinked. As an advanced player, she immediately realized the function of this thing. Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she quickly joined in the "catch the sea".
Just looking at 5% of the blood volume, it doesn’t seem to add much, but you must know that this is a permanent blessing, which means that every time you level up, the blood volume will increase by 5%. By the middle and late stages of the game, this accumulation will be
Very exaggerated.
For someone with a lot of blood, even if it is only level 30, the increase in blood volume is equally exaggerated.
Today's senior engineer has a biological health volume of 8127 and a mechanical health volume of 9327. Two 5% points are equivalent to an increase of 872 health points. For ordinary players, if they level up seven or eight levels in a row, the blessings will only be so much.
And on this planet, there are only two places where this kind of 'conceptual body fragments' are produced. One is at the bottom of cyberspace, and the other is to explode the data concept body, which is the mother of data. The pipe dominates those level 80s.
Boss monsters, dropped items.
Theoretically it can be achieved, but technically...it's impossible.
So this thing has a very low drop rate.
Five minutes passed, and when the 'astronaut' stopped the two men's behavior with a black line on his face, the number of 'concept fragments' in the senior engineer's hand had increased to five.
Three of them are small masterpieces, which are permanent 5% health, permanent 8% physical strength, and permanent 4% agility.
One is a waste product, with a nervous system modification rate of 3%, but does not increase attributes.
For players, this may be very useful, after all, the prerequisite for upgrading is to increase the transformation rate, but for engineers, it is standard garbage.
And the last one is a great one, with a reproductive system efficiency of 15%.
Only by serving the rich woman well can he continue to wander around. As a little wolfdog, Gao Gong has never forgotten his own job.
"Mr. G, you seem to have forgotten that our real goal is to find the door to database No. 0. Time is running out," the 'astronaut' said coldly: "If you don't cooperate sincerely, I can take it away from you at any time."
A protective layer' to keep you here forever."
The senior engineer curled his lips. He didn't believe that the other party had no other means to locate database No. 0 except himself.
However, he did not refute, just said with a smile: "Don't say there are five minutes left, 30 seconds is enough."
"30 seconds?"
The expression of the 'astronaut' became even more ugly, but before he could say anything, Gao Gong's palm disappeared, and under the influence of the cyber programming language, it quickly transformed into a red 'data transmission protocol'.
As soon as this link came out, a red light immediately appeared on the body surface of the 'astronaut', which was a sign of the highest alertness.
"You, what are you thinking?"
"Of course it is to download some software that is not suitable for children, or, to go further, download viruses directly."
The next moment, the 'Data Transfer Protocol' turned into a red line more than ten meters long. The red line suddenly opened, and countless rogue software, remote Trojans, system vulnerabilities, and emails were like endless pieces of paper, scattered like snow.
In one breath, this 'desert' was enveloped.
And in the air, the hysterical laughter of a girl seemed to be heard.
The best way to find and deal with viruses is, of course, to fight virus with virus.