The 34.5th floor of Changhe Group is a secret mezzanine not known to the outside world.
Ji Wu, who was wearing a black suit, leaned against the wall and stared at the dozens of square meters of surveillance screens in front of him.
Of the 17 quantum dot screens, only one has a moving image, which shows a grocery store with the Coca-Cola logo printed in red and white.
As for the other 16 images, they are frozen into different pictures. They seem not to be moving, but if you look closely, you can see slowly changing pixels.
Five meters in front of Ji Wu, a row of pure white space capsules were laid out. Six people were lying in them, with holographic helmets covering their heads, making it impossible to see their faces clearly from the outside.
"The opponent's springboard switching speed is very fast."
"Although his attack methods have changed, the core is still derived from the melting point virus. We have recorded and deduced the characteristics of 450 mutant viruses."
"His reaction speed was also very fast. He did not go offline immediately. Apart from the fact that the purpose has not yet been completed, we speculate that there are still some tails that have not been cleared up."
"On this point, our [Gluttonist] members have conducted hundreds of thought storms and finally discovered an interesting possibility."
A bald young man with deep eye sockets, thin body and typical features of white Westerners stood next to Ji Wu and spoke softly.
The black smoke rings, the sickly pale skin, and the breathy voice made one even suspect that a strong wind could send this person into shock.
"What inference?" Ji Wu stared at the screen that followed the images in real time and said coldly.
The young white man stretched out his hands with three-dimensional control devices and gently pulled them to both sides in the air in front of him.
"Superdimensional horizon."
Detailed blue light emerges, interweaving into a three-dimensional effect.
It seemed to be the structural diagram of an inverted three-story pyramid.
Label them one, two, and three from top to bottom.
The white young man enlarged the structural diagram, turned to look at Ji Wu, and said:
"The whereabouts of the inventor of the Melting Point Virus are erratic every time, and he does not even leave any traces on the server where we think he will definitely leave traces. This is extremely abnormal. In this regard, we might as well think about dimensionality reduction."
"The real world is the first level of space, and the online world is the second level of space. If he uses virtual computing power to create a server broiler in the second world, and then uses the broiler to carry out network intrusions in the giant virtual space of "Second World",
This is an attack on the third dimension."
"This is the reason why we can never find any trace of him in the first and second levels of space. Just like the ground we step on seems to be the ground. But in his world, when we look up, it is actually the ground.
He can see us through a piece of glass, but we can never find him. But if we enter the same dimension as him, we can track him in the third space."
"Then we can be in the same space. In this space, he can no longer use God's perspective as before. If he doesn't destroy the secret door he left in the third space, once we find it, he will
The original careful disguise will be torn apart layer by layer."
The young white man stretched out his index finger and touched the bottom tip of the inverted pyramid, and the three-dimensional composition began to disintegrate into dots of light streams from bottom to top.
"This will create a chain reaction of collapses."
Snapped.
Snap.
Ji Wu's applause sounded softly, "What a wonderful idea, so is this why you can try to track it this time? You are worthy of being the famous [Glutton] in the West."
"Yes. But the most important thing is the time information you provided us. So far, we have not figured out how you knew that at this not a special time, the melting point virus maker would appear on the network?
"The white young man looked at Ji Wu strangely.
"Sixth sense, or intuition." Ji Wu shrugged and said with a smile: "I'm serious. This is an intuitive reaction caused by excessive adrenaline secretion when meeting an opponent. Although the presumption of guilt seems unreasonable,
But sometimes it works wonders.”
The white young man looked at Ji Wu with dark circles in his eyes, and his voice was like a robot with insufficient power: "Okay, I believe your answer. After all, there are too many mysteries in the ancient Eastern country."
"The other party has left the convenience store and has not discovered our whereabouts yet. Mr. Ji Wu, as agreed, the second phase of the commission can be paid to us."
Ji Wu looked at the white young man expressionlessly, threw up the bracelet, and gently pressed his palm on the projected scanning outline, and the light track swept across it.
One buzzer.
The young white man pressed the tiny earphone in his right ear and nodded, "The transaction is successful, we will start the third phase of pursuit."
"Given that the other party is the creator of the Melting Point virus, although it has not demonstrated the ability to master virtual reality attacks, we still need to be prepared to face possible resistance."
"What preparations?" Ji Wu asked coldly.
The white young man turned and walked towards the side wall, opened the silver alloy suitcase placed there, and took out two black pistols with a crude feel. The rough workmanship left many blue-green wires exposed.
It has a structure similar to a revolver, but the wheel position is replaced by a light blue crystal, showing a futuristic style that is a mixture of cyberpunk and steam industry.
The white young man shook the simple "black gun" in his hand and said to Ji Wu:
"The thinking anesthesia gun will be embodied as a pulse gun in "Second World", which can be used by the controller. The moment it hits the target virtual character, it will use current overload to simulate the neural signals of brain stem cells along the target with digital signals.
The character data is hacked into the VR simulator and eventually converted into bioelectricity for a second time. Terminal devices such as virtual helmets or virtual cabins will be temporarily overloaded due to the sudden increase in signals."
"The person being attacked will experience a brief pinprick sensation due to the refractory nature of the brain cells, and the body will experience dizziness similar to the onset of Meniere's syndrome."
"This is an attack method that our gluttons have just completed recently. We have truly turned the ultra-dimensional attack characteristics of the melting point virus into a reality, which will effectively interrupt the opponent's rhythm."
"This is a weapon that transcends eras."
"Hackers replaces the world, We have the truth!"
Finally speaking a string of strange English, the white young man walked to the virtual cabin in the front row, stuffed one of the mind anesthesia guns into the hands of the member disguised as a delivery driver, and then lay down in the room holding the mind anesthesia gun.
Virtual cabin, the hatch cover is closed.
The second movable screen lit up, and the virtual character of a white young man appeared on it. It was an old woman holding a bunch of balloons and pushing a toy vending cart. She was walking on the road kindly and kindly, and "The First
The virtual city in "Second World" is perfectly integrated.
"Wukong, you continue to maintain your original image and go to the cafe where the target was before. Don't worry about being exposed."
"Ellen, you continue your current work and reduce the disguise level by another 1% to make the other party think that we are impatient."
"Mofik, you drove the vehicle into the grocery store garage, changed your identity to a motorcycle rider, and drove into the scheduled interception point from D33 street."
"Dallion, you come and replace the advertising drone that will patrol over the city in five minutes. After we start intercepting it, you will create temporary chaos in the city and interfere with the city manager's sight."
"When a direct conflict occurs, Morphick and I are the direct combatants. Dallion creates a teleportation singularity, Wu Kong and Allen rush over, and the three of you set up an arena to block the opponent's pixel escape."
"Do you understand everything?" the voice of a young white man came from the virtual cabin.
Answers came from the other four cabins at the same time.
"Got it, Seventh."
Seventh, it is the code name of white youth.
…
In the second world, the middle-aged business elite man transformed by Jin Chenghui raised his wrist and glanced at his watch in a seemingly normal manner.
On the dial, the minute hand, which had never moved, silently moved a small scale.
[The level of world mismatch increases by 1%.]
"So, I'm still being followed, right?"
Jin Chenghui blinked, and the scene that Lu Ze nonchalantly demonstrated in front of him in the second world the night before yesterday came to mind.
In the virtual park, Lu Ze walked casually. Chocolates were randomly thrown behind him on both sides. As Lu Ze walked away, the ants behind him also followed the direction of the chocolates. However,
However, there are some inevitable deviations in the angle.
"It is essential to be careful, but sometimes you might as well be more generous. For example, if you throw away a few pieces of chocolate while walking, you can reduce the burden if you can't eat it, and it can also benefit other living things."
"Littering is actually a good habit from the perspective of environmental and ecological recycling."