After nightfall, it rained heavily in Jianggu District.
The corridor of the super-large apartment building was slippery from the rain. The door lights in the corridor turned everything in sight into a yellowish green. The brightly lit rooms in the surrounding high-rise buildings looked hazy in the night rain.
A grid of pixels.
Carl Wilson opened the door to his apartment and walked in dragging a large black box.
The living room of the small apartment was quite orderly, but after all, there was no hostess, and dust still accumulated in the corners. The filter of the fish tank next to the sofa was constantly running, but there were no fish in it, only holographic images.
Wilson dragged the box toward the workshop over there.
Various mechanical brackets and wires are messily intertwined, including Gasboin's computer, multiple display screens, a Cyber Cowboy console bench, a HeartNet connection helmet, and other miscellaneous equipment.
It had been a long time since he had entered the psychic network. It was hard to imagine that he had been in it almost all day long when he was young.
At that time, he didn't have this apartment and these equipments. He just stayed in a dilapidated building complex in the Sanjiao District, using a helmet he pieced together from the materials thrown out by the alchemist, and wandering around in the mental network.
Back then, Carl Wilson had a nickname in the local Internet cowboy circle, "The Breaker."
Because the name Carl can mean an uneducated rough man, as a hunter-type transcendent, his rough and unafraid intrusion methods earned him this nickname.
And this nickname finally took him away from there and into Gasboy's Psychic Network Operations Department.
The reason why he joined Gasboin in the first place was a bit ridiculous when he thought about it. Wilson just wanted to use better Internet equipment.
At this time, Wilson opened the big box, and there was a man with a black beard in his prime who was handcuffed and shackled. He also had some electrodes connected to the box device attached to his body. He was a member of the Ares Gang.
As soon as the black-bearded man saw the box open, his slumped face suddenly showed a bit of ferocity, and he cursed feebly: "You street traitor... Gasboy Dog, the Ares Gang will not let you go..."
"The Ares Gang won't offend Gasboy for a mentally damaged person. That's why I can arrest you."
Wilson responded calmly. Those curse words that would make the "door-breaker" furious did not cause him any trouble.
He only knew that he had to do this well, satisfy Miss Sophia, upgrade his authority back, and then go one step further.
Wilson pressed the box's device, and the electrodes released electricity, stunning the Ares gang member.
He took a heart-network-connected helmet from the machine table on the workbench and put it on the black-bearded man's head.
Then, Wilson went to the freezer to get a can of Dongtu Jade Bird beer, opened the pop-up lid, drank half of the can in one go, then put it down on the workbench, preparing to drink the remaining half after returning from working on the psychic network.
Can.
This is a personal tradition he has maintained since he was young until now. Perhaps this is the only connection he still has with the thugs.
Wilson took another expensive Gasboin heart network connection helmet, connected the line with the black-bearded man's one, set it to automatically cut off after 30 minutes, then sat down on the console chair and slowly turned on the
Put the helmet on your head.
He wants to enter the psychic network and invade this guy's personality cube.
There are only a few dozen or so major events in the online denim circle of Streamer City that night.
Among them, Gasboine was beaten hard; the bone-blooded guy blew up a virtual tavern of the Ares Gang, and then killed the Ares Gang's pursuers.
These two things can be vaguely connected.
Because Wilson went to the Ares Gang to inquire about the current Ares Gang, he did not spend much time and was able to hear vague descriptions of the situation that night from several boxers who had escaped from the force.
There are many cowboys in the fantasy world of Xinwang, and there seems to be a Gasboy sports car...
Wilson later checked the surveillance of the East River Bridge and found that on the night of the incident, which was also the night when the Boxing Zone began to be closed, a convoy of boneheads had appeared on the bridge side of the Little Flea Zone.
From the time the convoy left the bridge to the time the Ares Gang's virtual tavern was exploded, the time between the two was very short.
If this convoy was responsible, then they could only be the psychic network that entered the area near the bridge.
Wilson then went to various middlemen bars and private room rental places in the area to investigate.
At the Five Hundred Flea Bar, although the middleman refused to disclose any information, and the street surveillance always pretended to be bad, he inquired among the customers and found out that there were indeed groups of sluts that night, and it should be here.
It was probably the result of the Skeleton Man and Yakuza coming together to do a big job.
In order to further determine the situation that night and dig out the whereabouts of the cowboys, Wilson made a decision.
He wanted to dig out the brain of the crippled war god who participated in the Heart Network battle that night.
The method is very simple, enter the spiritual network, invade his personality Rubik's Cube, steal his memory data and then crack and restore it.
As long as you can look in detail to see what extraordinary people there are and whether there are fabricators, it will be much easier to find people with the exact combination. Although Flowing Light City is huge, the number of middlemen and mercenaries is still limited, especially
Those who have dealings with Yakuza...
It's not like Wilson has never done this kind of thing before.
All these things of finding people were done under the guise of going to the streets to recruit new cowboys for the company. He only made a small amount of true reports to Miss Sophia, and kept his whereabouts, clues, etc. confidential.
He is getting closer to finishing the job.
Act alone, no one knows, maintain the highest confidentiality, deal with this war god guy later, throw it into the muddy pond, report to Miss Sophia, and go arrest him.
It is not difficult for a mentally disabled boxer warrior to invade his personality cube, and it can be done in 15 minutes.
What he needs to be careful about is not to trigger the defense system of the heart network host, so it cannot exceed half an hour.
Before entering the Heart Network, Wilson was in a daze for a while, looking at the can of Bluebird beer. He thought about the whole thing several times, and only after making sure it was correct, he pressed the start button of the helmet.
Suddenly, Wilson's eyes widened slightly, and he felt a nervous shock that he had not experienced for a long time.
The scene in the apartment in front of me was instantly pixelated by the matrix, and the sound of the rain outside disappeared.
The hazy light spots of the buildings flickering in the night rain expanded to the entire world, and countless light and shadow illusions came one after another.
Hunter professional system, five-speed gear, three-programmer intermediate, Carl Wilson enters the psychic network.
He once again came to this free space. With just a thought in his youth, he could drive the most luxurious and stylish Gasbourne sports car and speed around in this endless spiritual world...
But now, as soon as Wilson enters the spiritual network, he has not jumped to the scope of the personality Rubik's Cube of the God of War guy.
Suddenly, he felt something was wrong. It was a difference of a few milliseconds, and his speed was slower.
He knew clearly that it was either because he was getting old or unfamiliar, or because he was slow, the kind of slowness that only comes from being infected by a Trojan horse virus...
For a moment, Wilson felt a chill in his heart. If he could have a cold sweat, he was sweating profusely.
A sinister possibility emerged through the poisoned void.
Why did he decide to enter the Heart Network alone? There are obviously other ways to dig out more clues, just follow the bones and blood guys, why do you want to invade the personality Rubik's Cube of the God of War guy...
Even if this is the case, even if everything needs to be kept secret, he should never enter the Heart Network alone.
Operator professional system, J-level program: Voodoo Doll
Plant a virus in the opponent's mind without being aware of it, turning the opponent into a voodoo doll that can be manipulated. This program is the basic program of the manipulator's voodoo flow and the corpse exorcism flow.
But to make him make such a wrong decision, a voodoo doll is not enough. This manipulator is at least a second programmer.
Operator profession system, Q-level program: Control Illusion
"Illusion of control" is a psychological concept, which does not mean that a person can control a certain illusion, but refers to a person who has the false illusion that "because of such and such reasons, I can control the results."
All it takes is a seemingly reasonable reason to create a forced causal connection.
The illusion of control most often appears among gamblers, "I saw a magpie this morning, I am going to be lucky today, and I will definitely win when I gamble, so I decided to gamble." In the end, I lose everything. This is the illusion of control.
Clearly facing a completely uncontrollable situation, but thinking that he can control the outcome...
Wilson already understood that he had been poisoned at some point during the investigation.
There was an operator with a higher neurological talent than him, at least a six-speed operator, who planted voodoo in his heart, created an illusion of control, and invisibly manipulated him into making such a major but wrong decision.
The manipulator, the mind, the person who controls the mind.
These thoughts flashed through almost within a second. Wilson made a quick decision, jumped, and immediately disconnected from the Internet!
However, suddenly, a torrent of data surged around this space, and a huge data ice wall surrounded him inside. No matter which direction it was, it was full of huge rocks, like a standing pyramid.
Tower Builder Professional Department, J-Level Program: Boulder, Q-Level Program: High Wall Raising
The professional system of the Second Age dominated by the ancient Egyptian civilization, the Sui Sui, is the symbol of looking up and connecting to the sun.
"Ah!" Wilson roared violently. There were several people on the other side. These cowboys came well prepared and wanted to capture and control him alive.
First, a data ice wall is used as an isolation to increase the non-response period of the heart network host. Then the operator invades his personality cube and achieves complete control, turning him into a broiler.
He knew he couldn't simply jump away, so he suddenly used his K-level program.
Hunter professional system, J-level program: Neural Intrusion, Q-level program: Information Storm, K-level program: Burning Forest Hunting
Hunters are in danger, often walking on the edge of danger.
But assassins are about killing, hunters are about hunting.
Hunters usually don't fight to the death like assassins. Once they fail, they retreat and look for the next opportunity.
However, Burning Forest Hunting is the kind of hunter program that kills people in every situation, and it is a K-level program. Its effect in the Heart Network is to detonate its own junk information and part of its personality data, causing a huge regional impact.
Because Wilson was an Internet cowboy and had seen a lot of dangers, he chose such a violent program that year.
Now, he only has one chance to escape.
In just a few seconds, Wilson's data flow exploded in a large circle, and countless sequences of 0s and 1s impacted the data flow of the newly erected ice wall, making it roiling and crumbling.
The opponent's tower builder is still a second-level programmer and cannot trap him using Burning Forest Hunt.
"Let's go!" Just as countless cracks appeared in the ice wall and spread rapidly, Wilson's time had come. He suddenly jumped to another network domain at any time to escape from this trap.
Just as he was jumping, he vaguely heard a young man's voice saying: "This shot didn't go well, let's try again!"
Wilson instantly fell into a huge daze, and a mixture of surprise, regret and a little despair filled his heart.
He only felt that his jump address had been changed and pointed to another network domain. He could clearly feel that all this was happening, but it was completely unable to match the speed, making it impossible to change the jump operation...
In the spiritual network, many times, network speed is everything.
Suddenly, Wilson felt that the jump was completed. He fell from a high altitude, fell into the ice wall, and fell into a mental network illusion.
Fabricator Career Department, Q-level Program: Fantasy Script
No wonder he was so unnoticed by the voodoo poison, but it wasn't because of the fabricator, it was the mind control flow manipulator who received the explosive energy bonus from another director flow manipulator.
The cowboys in front of me not only have one operator, but two.
