Chapter 586: Demon Warrior (please vote for this huge chapter)
"how is it now."
The small door was pushed open again, and a man in an officer's uniform walked in carrying a huge '7'-shaped sickle that was as tall as a person.
"There was a little trouble, but it's not a major problem,"
Streams of light flowed across the skinny man's face, "I'm going to find their data input port."
"I hope you won't make another mistake."
The man in officer uniform raised his bracelet and glanced at the time, and said coldly.
"I have never seen any storms,"
The thin man sneered. At this time, the brilliance on his body suddenly paused, and his eyes narrowed slightly, "It's the same trap again. Is this guy provoking me? No, it's an interesting disguise."
The structure of the palm connected to the data cable flashed brightly, "I caught you, little guy!"
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"Uncle Jess, the hacker opposite found my disguised data port. He is now collecting the data. We are going to raid the core host now!"
Vianna's slightly nervous voice came from the earphones, and her typing speed on the keyboard became faster and faster, and there were even some wrong pauses that did not match the rhythm, as if she had hit the wrong key.
"Um,"
He Ao smiled softly and stared at the closed alloy door in front of him, "Don't worry, we will succeed."
There was silence in the earphones for a moment, and then Vianna's firm response came, "Yeah!"
The sound of eager typing on the keyboard gradually stabilized.
And He Ao's hand was also placed on the alloy door.
This door seemed to be made of the same material as the gate he met in the elevator shaft before.
He Ao knocked hard and received an extremely low muffled sound in response.
This kind of muffled sound generally does not appear when knocking on the door, but when knocking on the wall.
This proves that the door is thick, no thinner than a wall, and is purely solid.
The gap between this door and the door frame is also very small. It seems that the door and door frame are cut directly from a single piece of alloy using some kind of precision cutting process.
He Ao concentrated his strength on his arms and pushed the door hard. The whole door and the wall made a violent muffled sound, but the gap between the door and the door frame did not change at all.
The lock also seems to be very strong.
The bone ax can break open this door, but it will take time. Using spiritual consciousness to strengthen the bone ax can shorten the time to break this door, but it will increase the consumption of spiritual consciousness.
He Ao took half a step back and looked up at the wall around the door.
Maybe you can not start with the door.
He turned off the microphone, raised the bone axe, and split open the connection between the door and the wall.
With a loud noise, rubble flew out, exposing the wall skeleton made of steel bars inside.
The edge of the door frame hidden in the wall is zigzag-shaped, and there are alloy hooks that protrude and are intertwined with the steel bars that make up the wall, maintaining the connection between the door frame and the wall.
However, even with this kind of reinforcement, the wall is far less strong than the alloy door.
He Ao swung his ax and slashed along the entire edge of the door frame.
Then he took a look at the exposed interior of the wall around the door frame. After roughly figuring out the structure inside the wall around the door frame, he swung the ax again and slashed towards the wall.
The steel bars were chopped off by the sharp ax blade, and splashes of cement and masonry fragments covered the ground.
When the wall around the door frame was cut down to a depth of about 20 centimeters, He Ao chopped the ax into the wall next to it, released the handle of the ax, grabbed the edge of the door frame that was smashed out with both hands, squatted down, and violently exerted force.
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Muscles like a horned dragon bulged along his body, and the surging strength was distributed and concentrated by him to his arms, legs, waist and abdomen.
The terrifying tremor spread to the entire wall, and fine cracks extended along the thick wall.
The gravel beneath He Ao's feet bounced, as if the earth was shaking.
The crackling keyboard sounds in the headphones suddenly stopped, followed by Vianna's excited voice,
"Uncle Jess, we made it!!!!"
"The core host has been controlled, the firewall is being unlocked, other terminals in the network are being controlled, and core data files have been copied..."
At the same time, Eve's voice also slowly sounded, "It was discovered that the opponent's supercomputer prosthetic is breaking through the prosthetic firewall..."
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"How can it be!"
In the room filled with various lights, the thin man whose body was connected to huge wires suddenly raised his head, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.
Then he immediately reacted and raised his hand to unplug the data cable connected to himself.
Click——
At this moment, a spark exploded at the joints of his body, and then a flashing fire light lit up on him like fireworks under the night sky. He stopped in the middle of unplugging the data cable.
In situ.
The huge data input overwhelmed his prosthetic operating system and also exploded his core control system. Uncontrolled currents flowed through his body. If this continues, his brain will be uncontrollable.
The current burns out.
He will die here!
He raised his head with difficulty and looked at the man in officer uniform standing at the door. At this moment, the man in officer uniform was looking at the bracelet, and seemed to have discovered the fact that the core host was controlled.
The thin man's lips opened a gap with difficulty, "Save...save me..."
The man in the officer's uniform put down his bracelet and looked at the man with electric sparks all over his body, walking over calmly.
Watching him approach, the thin man had a look of salvation on his face.
Then this look was frozen on his face forever.
The splashing head hit the wall of the room, and then rolled into the corner. The bright light strips all over the head flickered for a moment, and finally went out forever.
The headless corpse connected to the data cable fell down in front of the man in the officer's uniform. He stared at the prosthetic corpse and put away the huge scythe in his hand calmly, "It's useless."
Then he bent down and unplugged the network cable in the corner of the console. The light flowing throughout the room turned back to an alarming red color at that moment.
He turned around, raised his bracelet, and walked towards the door of the room. "Unplug all network cables, abandon cloud backup, use backup storage devices for local backup, and shred all files that have been backed up in the cloud."
"Sir, local files cannot be deleted, backup cannot be performed, our computer seems to be controlled."
A response came immediately from the bracelet.
"I see."
The man in officer uniform opened the door and walked out of the room. The strong smell of blood rushed towards him like a wave.
This lowest area, outside the room where the core host is located, is a control room hall that is not particularly large.
At this moment, the officer man is standing at the door of the host room. Directly opposite him and walking forward for more than ten meters is the wall of the control room.
There is also a wall about twenty meters to his right. Between the walls is a closed elevator and a closed alloy door.
On the other side facing the elevator and the alloy door, there is a huge transparent glass curtain wall. Behind the curtain wall is a vaguely empty space, with light purple lines flickering behind the glass curtain wall.
boom--
A huge vibrating sound came from one side of the control room. The man in the officer's uniform turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.
It's that alloy door,
At this moment, the small door was shaking violently, and the wall around the door frame was falling off rapidly.
It seemed as if some terrifying presence was about to walk out from behind the door.
When the man in the uniform of the officer looked at the small door, the small door completely fell off the wall. The alloy door with a thickness of more than 30 centimeters was slowly lifted up. The person behind the door moved forward little by little, opening the entire door.
Push forward through the wall that previously framed the pillared door.
As the door gradually moved away from the wall, two arms with bulging muscles slowly appeared in front of the man in the officer's uniform.
He watched all this calmly, took out a syringe with purple liquid flowing inside, inserted it into his arm, then without hesitation raised the sickle in his hand, jumped up, and rushed towards the alloy door.
At the moment when the small door was completely pushed away from the wall, he raised his sickle high, and the blade of the sickle was about to bypass the door panel blocking the front and hook towards the figure behind the door.
"ah!"
At the same moment, a loud shout came from behind the door, and then the man in officer's uniform only saw the strong arms vaguely exposed from behind the door suddenly exerting force, accompanied by a whistling wind, the huge door panel was like swatting flies.
The same thing was thrown towards him.
He couldn't dodge and was hit directly by the door, sending him flying back.
He pressed his shoulders against the door panel and stepped on the ground with his feet. He was driven back quickly by the impact of the door panel. The smooth floor of the control room was also scraped by his feet, like plowed ground, with two long lines drawn out.
Hook marks.
Finally, his body stopped in front of the huge glass curtain wall.
boom!
He pushed aside the weak alloy door panel, and the thick alloy door panel fell from in front of him and fell to the ground, making a roaring sound.
He Ao pulled out the bone ax embedded in the wall, crossed the doorway he had broken open, and slowly stepped into the control room.
When he was just thrown out of the door, he briefly activated his super memory, otherwise there would not have been such an oppressive power difference.
He Ao stared at the man in officer uniform in front of him. He was also a C-class, and a C-class who was not weak.
His eyes fell on an empty syringe wrapped in clothes on the arm of a man in an officer's uniform, "B-level genetic medicine?"
"right,"
The man in the uniform of the officer reached out and pulled out the syringe and threw it into a corner. He looked at He Ao and smiled.
"Jace, I have to admit that you, like your father, are geniuses who can create something like this that can change the world."
"It seems that your mental state is not very good,"
He Ao looked into the eyes of the man in the officer's uniform.
There was a strange excitement in this man's eyes, and He Ao had seen similar excitement in the researchers holding genetic potions who risked their lives to attack him at the gate just now.
This kind of excitement also appeared on the three-person team that just intercepted him at the emergency exit.
"I feel like I'm in good shape right now."
The man in officer uniform smiled.
The air was filled with a rich smell of blood, and this richness made 'Jace's' body subconsciously react with nausea.
The bloody smell spreading outside the laboratory may have originated from here.
He Ao's eyes bypassed the body of the man in the officer's uniform and looked at the glass curtain wall behind him. In the huge space behind the curtain wall, He Ao saw something familiar.
Those flickering lights are somewhat similar to the magic circle created by Jace's father.
At this moment, some mysteries that had been pressing in He Ao's heart for a long time were finally solved.
In order to avoid causing killings, the original formula of the genetic potion created by Jace actually did not contain any 'life' that could be used as a sacrifice.
But the original ritual of genetic potion requires paying a price to gain power.
Although those who take genetic medicine seem to have their lives and souls taken away as a price after death, this price is not satisfactory compared to the power they gain.
And if they are not dead, according to the results of Jace's previous experiments, the power of the genetic medicine will naturally decline, and it will not directly take away their lives, but may shorten their lifespan.
But this is only the most basic version of the genetic potion studied by Jace, and the enhanced power is not strong. The genetic potion prepared by the mysterious man to obtain higher-level power may not have the same characteristics.
However, He Ao still basically believes that taking genetic medicine like the mysterious man will not directly lead to death.
Although all the people who used genetic medicines that He Ao saw now are dead, judging from the researchers he just saw who were very skilled in the power of genetic medicines, those researchers should have taken genetic medicines many times.
Moreover, those who used genetic medicine before used the genetic medicine normally and did not show any intention to die.
This proves that they believed that genetic medicine would not kill people before using it.
But if they gain power so easily, who will pay the price?
The power of this world follows equivalent exchange.
The magic circle behind the glass curtain wall solved He Ao's doubts. The mysterious man integrated the research results of Jace's father and Jace, and extracted the 'things' that could be used as a price through the magic circle of Jace's father.
Then merge it into the genetic potion.
The genetic medicine itself contains a 'price', but the person who pays these prices is not the user of the genetic medicine.
During the time when He Ao looked behind the glass curtain wall, the man in the officer's uniform did not speak. His eyes were focused on He Ao.
He knew that although He Ao was looking behind him, judging from He Ao's body movements, He Ao himself had not put down his guard.
Even this shift of sight may itself be a 'trap' for He Ao to attract his attack.
He held the scythe in his hand and looked at He Ao, "Vade is dead?"
"Didn't the mysterious man tell you?"
He Ao withdrew his gaze and looked at the officer subduing the man.
"The boss just said that Wade went to perform other tasks, but according to his habits, I guess he will also try to trap you. Since you are still alive, then he should be dead."
The man in the officer's uniform smiled and said, "A genetic potion was stolen, and it was most likely that Vader took it.
"It seems that you already know the ability of this genetic potion. To be honest, I don't like this ability very much. I prefer physical improvement and things that can improve my own combat effectiveness. But unfortunately, the boss only
Made this genetic medicine."
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He Ao's vision blurred, and he stood in the middle of the small house at home again.
This dream is still the same scene as before, but it has not continued the previous story. It is as fragmented as a real dream.
This time, He Ao sat in front of the dining table, with his wife Tini sitting next to him. In front of him was his mother who was rolling noodles with a fork, and his father sat next to his mother.
"Jace, what's wrong with you?"
Mother put down the fork filled with noodles in her hand and looked at He Ao with some confusion, "Why are you so dumb today and didn't sleep well?"
He Ao glanced at his mother, then swept his eyes across the three people on the dining table, across the old paint on the wall, and across the untidy counter where various small things were randomly placed.
He paused,
"It's okay, I just want to see more of you."
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In He Ao's field of vision, the warm restaurant and the cold and bloody control room were superimposed.
After the last experience, he was able to better handle the relationship between reality and dreams without turning on super memory.
He stared at the man in the officer's uniform, his eyes as quiet as a deep pool, "Did the mysterious person tell you what the talent sequence corresponding to this genetic potion is?"
"He didn't tell me the number of this B-level talent sequence, but he told me its name,"
The man in the officer's uniform looked at He Ao and studied the movements of He Ao's body, "Dream Weaver"
"Dream Weaver," He Ao paused and smiled, "What a good name."
The tone of the two chatting was very calm, like friends with similar interests.
"Have you found my flaw?"
He Ao turned his head and stared at the officer uniforming the man.
"No."
The man in officer uniform shook his head, "This genetic potion has a time limit. In the later stages, the power will weaken. This is not a good thing. Maybe you can improve it."
"Indeed," He Ao nodded, "but I don't plan to continue to let this thing spread."
"That's a pity,"
The man in the officer's uniform smiled, "But your soul is also being swallowed by the 'dream'. You should be weaker now than before."
He Ao raised the ax and looked at him, "Try it?"
The moment he opened his mouth, the man in the officer's uniform jumped up again.
The scythe in his hand was raised high, and a flashing blue arc flashed across the scythe.
At the same time, He Ao's body also bent forward.
He did not touch the sickle, but closed the distance and struck the chest of the uniformed man with the bone axe.
The attack range of the sickle is longer than that of the axe, but it is not as flexible as the axe in close combat, so a closer attack is a better method.
He Ao's body kept getting closer to the man in the officer's uniform. The moment he crossed a certain distance, a shining arc suddenly spread along his arms and throughout his body.
His body became temporarily stiff.
He Ao stared at the man in officer uniform who was close at hand.
