There is an old saying that goes like this: In the age of magic a long time ago, when a wizard's true name was known to his enemies, his death was not far away.
In today's era of extraordinary programs, ordinary people and extraordinary people should not expose their personality Rubik's Cube position.
If exposed, jump quickly and hide again in the endless space of the spiritual network.
As long as it doesn't make any noise and is not forcibly searched from the physical brain-to-brain connection, it will be difficult to find.
"Hide it, hide it. My friend, if someone asks, what is your name? Just answer, I am your father."
On the strange circuit board road, four fast and dazzling figures rushed forward.
Gu He hugged Miss Caiyin's slender waist tightly, and his nerves continued to heat up due to the speed.
Lindsay, Sakai Shuuyoshi and Quan Lao sped up even more, with Shuuji giving smiling instructions from time to time.
Gu He discovered that the five of them, including Miss Caiyin and probably himself, were all covered with a layer of hidden light, and their faces were all wearing a completely covered electronic mechanical mask that seemed to grow on their faces.
In addition to the original smiling face of the mask, the corners of the mouth on both sides are raised, a secretive smile shared by Internet cowboys.
Their personal appearance has not been exposed at all, and even the size of the boxer's figure is unclear.
There is no material or physical distance in the psychic network, and their racing speed can also be a complete data flow, searching for the specific location of the target personality Rubik's Cube in this data area.
When the four motorcycles bypassed another majestic firewall, the target suddenly appeared in the light mist.
Gu He saw that the circuit board street was cut off, and a personality Rubik's Cube was entangled and pulled by countless black tentacle pipes, and expanded into a giant distorted box, with those tentacles flying in all directions.
The surface of the tentacle tube is covered with dense wires and blood threads, pulsating like blood vessels, and is continuously pumping out something.
If you look closely at each pipe, you will see that data is flashing, transported, and dissipated inside. The brain slave's brainpower and personality are constantly being depleted.
Those data include memory images, sounds, texts, photos, etc. You can even vaguely hear Kitano Kazuya’s words:
"Shuzi, let's save as much money as possible. I'll stay there for a few more years, and when I've done enough, I'll be promoted to deputy counselor. Then we'll leave this small apartment and buy a house with a small garden on loan. That way we will be able to live happily ever after."
When you grow up playing in the garden, you can realize your dreams and plant your own flowers and plants..."
The brain slave connection allows the brain slave's nerves and personality to provide all the computing power.
"Does Shota need a small garden?" Sakai Shukichi sighed, "What he needs is a father; and what about Shuko?"
"A lover." Lindsay said, "Otherwise she can only fill her loneliness by buying clothes, and she won't be able to save money."
"Wouldn't you buy more clothes when you have a lover?" Boxer asked unconvinced.
"Yes, but the clothes have less fabric and are cheaper." Lindsay added.
Four motorcycles are entering this strange brain slave connection area at extremely high speeds.
"Miss Caiyin, what is our plan?" Gu He couldn't help but ask. He had a bad feeling. This place is too defenseless. Is this the only bank dog? And these guys are still talking nonsense...
"Walking the dog first!" Ayane Kumiko smiled.
Gu He still didn't understand. Before she finished speaking, the area suddenly changed. Around the abnormally large personality Rubik's Cube, multiple lights and shadows quickly condensed, and streams of data from extraordinary people appeared.
In the blink of an eye, he saw some frozen roadsters appearing on the circuit board street.
Yellow, red, blue, green and other car colors, streamlined body, gorgeous lighting, powerful roaring engine.
It was a sports car owned by the automobile giant Gaspar. If it were in the real world, each one would be very expensive to build. Even Kitano Kazuya's dream house with a garden in the Egaya District could not be exchanged for one.
In the driver's seat of these sports cars, there is a figure sitting in a black formal suit, white shirt, and tie.
They did not cover their faces, but no matter what they looked like, their faces were expressionless, like humanoid machines.
Some of them were just veins surging, bloodshot eyes were in bunches, and every muscle seemed to be changing its shape.
All are Gasboys, and all are overclocked.
"Thirty of them..." Ayane Kumiko's voice was a little solemn, and she turned the steering wheel handle of the motorcycle, "They are all overclocked to the maximum! There are many overdrive gears. They know that this is their last life, and they will be very angry.
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What? Gu He was startled, maximum overclocking?
He immediately heard a few explanations from Miss Caiyin in his mind: It means not controlling the degree of overclocking, not just breaking through to your own extreme, but maximizing it, with no upper limit!
As long as it is overclocked to the maximum, it will cause serious damage to the nerves afterwards.
But the maximum overclocked five-speed and six-speed ones still have the chance to recover; and if you pass the overdrive gear in this way...
Overdrive is a boundary, and beyond that there is no upper limit to the speed.
Only if the gear itself is overdrive, the maximum overclocking will only cause serious damage to the nerves.
Other gears, whether it is three-speed or six-speed, no matter how you reach the maximum overclocking and exceed the overdrive gear, then no matter whether the duration is one minute or one hour, the nervous system will be destroyed after that!
Gasboin's commander already knew that they were not easy to mess with, and he was trying to kill them with one blow.
"Thirty, there's plenty to play with!" Sakai Shukichi shouted, and Lindsay said, "Then let's play with it."
While they were talking, the afterimages of the four motorcycles rushing out of the lights suddenly turned around and scattered in different directions on the infinitely extending grid line matrix street.
At the same time, the thirty Gasboy sports cars were also chasing in four directions.
Motorcycle engines and sports car engines mix into a huge roar.
Gu He turned around and stared to see that a military green heavy firearm was suddenly set up on some of the convertible sports cars that were chasing him. It had a rear grip support, an extremely long barrel, and a huge bullet caliber.
Like some kind of anti-tank gun.
Boom, boom!
The Gasboy fighters were still driving their sports cars, and the anti-tank guns on them opened fire automatically.
Fire erupted from the muzzle of the gun, and the bullet shells thrown turned into data meteors, falling into a pixel grid.
And the gunfire surged forward, sweeping through the dust on the circuit streets, turning into a whirlpool and a storm, passing directly over the ice walls, firewalls and towers, overturning the personality Rubik's Cube along the way, causing these boxes to scatter, seven
Bits and pieces.
In the real world, many people experience sudden headaches that last for several days.
The huge stream of gunfire rushed in front of the galloping car and rolled straight in!
"They are hunters." Ayane Kumiko said quickly in her mind, "I think they can defeat us in just one meeting."
Hunter professional system, Q-level program: Information turbulence
There’s another Q-rated program: Virus Storm
Both use a large amount of junk information, redundant information, and virus information to form a torrent of information.
Different professional departments, all program abilities have different effects in the real world and the spiritual network.
Some professions have little power in the Heart Network, such as food chefs, so they rarely come in, and the risks involved are greater. But there are also some professions whose advantages in the Mind Network are greater than in the real world.
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The hunter profession system is one of them.
No need for brain-to-brain connections here, brain-to-brain connections are everywhere here.
"Oh my god!" Gu He looked at the huge flow of information that was coming in an instant. It was not easy to connect...
Suddenly, he saw that the scene around him had completely changed. The ground looked like a wasteland, and there was only one personality Rubik's Cube far away. Even Miss Caiyin had changed her clothes, wearing a sleeveless T-shirt and hot pants that exposed her navel.
Mechanical surface of legs and hands.
"We have to travel lightly and drive faster!" she said.
Uh, this is... Gu He understood. This was a jump to another area, like another website domain name.
The mental network is not a physical space, the distance here is determined by the network speed.
He thought he was out of danger, but suddenly, several Gaisboin sports cars jumped out of thin air, and the car-colored light pierced his eyes.
Hunter professional system, three-programmer, K-level program: perfect hunting
No matter how the opponent jumps in the heart network, once the target is locked, the hunter can always follow and hunt!
Boom, boom! Those streamlined super sports cars blasted out multiple turbulent flows of information and interactions.
But this time, the motorcycle driven by Miss Caiyin barely managed to avoid it. Gu He felt that his cheek was brushed by a data meteor, and his personality integrity suddenly dropped sharply, and his nerves became swollen and painful.
[Attention, there is foreign data intrusion!]
The console also issued a warning prompt box.
"They have plenty of bullets." Ayane Kumiko said quickly, "There must be a control station outside, and the energy source is constantly providing them with these junk virus information. As long as their nerves don't fail, they can open fire unlimitedly."
"Ah!" Gu He saw another huge stream of gunfire rushing towards him.
Suddenly, Miss Ayin jumped again, and her clothes were different again. She was wearing a tight spacesuit-like silver dress, outlining her exquisite curves.
They arrived at another part of the psychic network, flying between the rooftops of high-rise buildings with flashing neon lights.
"The bank dog is in a hurry!" Sakai Shukichi's voice sounded, and his motorcycle flew over the tall buildings in the distance. "It seems that the dog owner is not an innocent girl who likes to beat others, not bad!"
A fleet of Gaspard sports cars appeared out of thin air again, crashed through multiple paper buildings, and penetrated from the upper floors.
The torn paper materials thrown out from the building exploded and rained down into pixelated fragments.
Gu He could do nothing but gape and hug Miss Caiyin tightly.
Another jump, another jump...
Every time she jumps to another domain, Miss Ayin has changed her outfit. One second she is a racing girl, the next second she is a bunny girl, one second she is a high school girl, and the next second she is a cowgirl.
But no matter where he went, those Gaspard sports cars followed him, getting closer and closer, and getting heavier and heavier.
Suddenly, he returned to the same network area where he flew over the tall buildings before.
Gu He saw Lindsay's motorcycle passing by, but it was the fat macaque wearing sunglasses who was driving. Lindsay was holding the director's viewfinder in both hands, squinting one eye and aiming with his right eye.
Viewfinder, looking around.
"Miss Lin Qian, your refractory period is a bit long, are you okay?" Sakai Shukichi's voice shouted.
"Asai." The orange cat said in a sinister tone, looking at the Gasboy sports car that was chasing around, and said, "I can smell the smell of heat, fuck them!" The Shiba Inu said, "Just do it.
That’s it, the greater the tension, the better the movie will be!”
Boxer's motorcycle also jumped out of the air and crashed through a building.
"Drunkard, boxer." Lindsay put down the director's viewfinder, called their names, and shouted: "Start filming!"
Sakai Shukichi took a script full of words and threw it out, and the boxer picked up his guitar upside down.
Gu He felt Miss Caiyin chuckle, and while the three motorcycles of different colors passed by, she said silently: There is a good show going on.
…
Unable to enter the Flea District, Lorna and the others drove away from the East River Bridge and went to the "Five Hundred Flea", a middleman pub in the Flea District, and rented a private room.
Lorna, as well as ten other bone-blooded supernatural beings, all put on rented psychic helmets and entered the psychic network.
The Mind Network has no boundaries, but there are some "website coordinate locations" that have been occupied by others, or they are public gathering points. In fact, anyone can go there, and these places are collectively called "Heart Network Tavern"
Just like birds building a nest, those from the God of War Gang piled some information and data here, creating a territory where people from the God of War Gang would enter the network and gather at any time.
But there are no treasures in this kind of place. Just put up a flag and set up an ice wall to become a tavern. Even if it's better, just add a few data buildings.
Under normal circumstances, since there is no valuable data, no one would take the risk to come to such a place to find trouble.
However, at this moment, in the sky above the Heart Network Tavern of the God of War Gang, light and shadow suddenly condensed, bang bang bang.
Several monster-like modified open-top heavy-duty pickup trucks appeared. On the two headlights, front hood, seat and wings on both sides, there were various mechanical protrusions, machine guns, submachine guns, and independent grenade launchers.
device.
As soon as these tanks appeared, they rushed directly towards the high ice wall surrounding the Ares Gang Tavern.
In the front car, Lorna stood in the open car, her green eyes full of determination.
In her two hands, one holds a classic sporting shotgun, and every bullet will be a turbulent flow of information.
Suddenly, Lorna moved toward the virtual tavern where several figures appeared, and pulled the trigger with both hands, bang bang, bang bang——
"Boxer dog, the bone-blooded guy is not dead yet, and he's here to fuck you!"
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On the stage of the Garden Theater, a wonderful performance had just ended, and the upper-class audience kept applauding.
And one after another life-and-death showdowns in this shining city under the night rain are also silently taking place on the spiritual network.
