At first glance, Palamedes almost thought that the [craftsman] was an old man over sixty years old. After all, he had white hair and even his beard.
But if you look closely, the other person's face does not seem to be as old as expected, at least there are no obvious wrinkles. If you don't look at the hair and beard, the owner of that face is probably around 20 or 30 years old.
Albinism? Maybe. It’s hard to judge in this way. In short, this guy is very abnormal.
[The Craftsman] also wears a bunch of wonderful equipment on his head, from high-power electronic magnifying glasses to night vision devices, and even some analyzers that Paramedis has never seen before, all integrated into the guy's huge helmet-like hat.
Wow, I really doubt whether this guy's cervical vertebra can bear the weight of this pile of equipment. And it seems that the craftsman guy has an injury or disease on his leg, making it difficult for him to move around. Because he has been slumped on his back since just now.
He never stood up in the wheelchair. At most, he reluctantly turned around to say hello to Dicken and Palamedes.
"I don't want to disturb your work." Di Geng said with a playful smile, "But Desemona wants us to retrieve those artificial human components and let this little brother take them back for business."
"Oh, of course." The craftsman pointed to some small things on the table beside him, "The data has been copied. You can take the originals with you."
"Is the analysis not finished yet?" Palamedes asked.
"The priority is to analyze the Stalker chip now. We don't have such a powerful parallel computing quantum computer to use. Just processing the Stalker chip is already the limit of what the system can do." The craftsman replied, using both hands at the same time.
He kept typing codes on the keyboard while staring intently at a bunch of program strings on the screen that even Paramedis couldn't understand.
Paramedis also noticed that a stalker chip was installed in a special interface on the table nearby. The chip was originally supposed to be some kind of biochip installed in the brain of the third-generation artificial human. It was almost artificial.
A part of the human body does not have an external interface. I don’t know which genius made an excuse to be able to read this kind of chip and synchronize the data and information in the chip with the computer. In the high-speed reading and writing,
The stalker chip was vibrating, vibrating violently, so violently that Paramedis was once worried that the chip would jump out of the interface and interrupt reading and writing.
"A small chip actually cost you so much effort." The Leopard Warrior took away the six artificial human components on the table and hummed at the same time. He subconsciously ignored a few chips next to the cup filled with black coffee.
It was a small pill, although he knew clearly that it was an anesthetic that kept the nerves excited. People who took the pill could continue to work for several days without sleeping. However, the pill would seriously damage the body's metabolism, so it was not possible.
Eat whatever you want.
"The chip is just a communication device that maintains data exchange with the college." The craftsman said, "We have a lot to do here. At the same time, we have to forge location data to deceive the college and prevent them from tracking the railway base.
location; on the other side, the stalker's body data must be forged to make the academy think that the stalker is still alive and will not interrupt the communication. Only by ensuring these two points can the chip be cracked and the communication used to find the academy's
The location is."
"Can it be deceived? If the stalker is released by the college to clean up tonight's mess..."
"It means that the Stalker chip will be invalid within tonight. The Academy has not seen the Stalker return, and the communication will eventually be interrupted, yes." The craftsman continued, still typing the code with both hands, staring intently.
Screen: "But the task given to the stalkers tonight is not just to clean up a place. The academy expected that the stalkers would take a long time to return, but they never thought that the stalkers would have been killed by you on the way. This
It bought us a little time... There are probably one or two hours left to crack."
Only then did Palamedes understand why the railway people were so obsessed with cracking the stalker chip first. Because this was a rare opportunity, and if these last few hours were missed, the same opportunity would probably not be found in the future.
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"But with only a few hours...can we successfully crack it and find out the location of the college?" Palamedes asked again.
"Of course not." The craftsman said: "With the broken equipment and analysis efficiency here, it is already good to be able to crack 20%. But the cracking progress of this part is still meaningful. We can use reverse engineering to deduce
Find out the encryption algorithm used by the college, find the clues left in the chip data, and through a lot of simulation analysis, you can finally find the location of the college."
But it will take a lot of time. Palamedes thought. But he didn't think that this matter could be solved from the beginning. The people at the college were not stupid. They must have taken adequate protective measures from the beginning.
How could someone hack their Stalker chip so easily?
"Have you asked enough? I'm still racing against time to dig out the data in the chip. Please don't bother me if you have nothing to do." The craftsman said a little irritably, and issued an eviction order.
"Of course. Let's go." Di Geng winked at Paramedis. It's really not good for them to disturb the craftsmen's work here. Cracking the chip is a task that requires a high degree of concentration.
"Uh, wait a minute." After Di Geng walked out a few steps, the craftsman stopped Paramedis who was following him: "What are you going to do after you know the location of the college?"
"What are you planning to do...of course you are planning to attack it." Palamedes replied.
"Are you a fool? The stalkers from the academy you met today are not enough to teach you a lesson?" The craftsman continued: "Imagine that there are dozens or hundreds of stalkers like that guarding the academy, but you
You are fighting alone. If you dare to challenge the academy, no matter how many lives you take, you won’t be able to die."
"I don't plan to confront them head-on..."
"It's impossible to sneak into the academy. They have the most sophisticated surveillance equipment. No matter where you hide in the academy headquarters, or even use optical camouflage, you will still be found." The craftsman added: "Probably, the rest
The only way is to unite all forces and attack the academy together. No matter how many tricks you use, it is meaningless. You can only win by brute force. Of course, we will definitely not be able to defeat the academy with the strength of our railway alone. Fortunately, you can still find resistance.
The army will help, and there will even be support from the Meyerson Brotherhood."
"Wait...what?! Why are the Melson Brotherhood involved in this matter? They don't interfere in Egypt's politics, right?"
"Don't you know about this?" The craftsman shrugged and said, "The list your friend brought back shows that the two brotherhood elders were replaced with androids. Now the Meyerson Brotherhood has also exploded.
After they kill the elders who were replaced by androids and remove the android components from the brains of those impostors, the angry Brotherhood will definitely not let go of the academy and start declaring war on the academy.
."
Palamedes narrowed his eyes, thoughtfully.
"Do you really think Desdemona wanted you to join the railway because of your ability, Mr. Palamedes?" The craftsman said straight to the point: "She only wanted you to join the railway because of your ability. You and your friends."
They will become a [bridge] connecting the railway, the resistance and the Brotherhood, and facilitate the rapid formation of a coalition to defeat the academy."
Da Mao felt chilled. It turned out that his true identity had been seen through a long time ago. We really cannot underestimate the railway’s intelligence network. After all, this is a group of espionage agents, and they have been using [intelligence] to make a living from the very beginning.
"Can it be connected so easily?" Palamedes asked.
"When people have a common enemy that must be eliminated, you will find that they can unexpectedly work together." The craftsman chuckled: "Not to mention the railways and the rebels who are directly threatened by the academy. When the Brotherhood finds out that two of them are
The important elders were so easily replaced by the college's artificial beings. They must have been panicking for a long time. If they don't get rid of the college quickly, the damage will continue to expand."
Palamedes did not reply, but his heart gradually grew colder.
"There's one more thing." The craftsman stopped one hand and pointed at what looked like industrial equipment on the table: "The weapon in your hand doesn't have enough penetrating power. Did you suffer in the hunter battle?"
This is the latest developed nail gun. Its penetrating power is dozens of times that of ordinary live ammunition firearms. It might be able to help, so go ahead and use it."
Nail gun? Paramedes picked up the equipment on the table. Although it looks heavy, it is actually lighter than it looks. The frame is probably made of a hard and lightweight alloy.
It is somewhat similar to Elaine's [Impact Cone]. They get close to the enemy and then hit the enemy with a powerful and penetrating cone. However, the super carbide cone of the nail gun seems to be able to shoot from a long distance.
The pointed cone of the hinge can probably be recycled. After all, there is only one pointed cone. Since it uses a photon explosion engine that is close to the size of the Iron Cavalry, it goes without saying how powerful the cone emitted is. The effective killing distance is about twenty feet.
Or so, of course, the closer the distance, the greater the power. In previous battles, Palamedes probably understood the strength of the hunter's protective armor------it can be penetrated by a silver-colored bayonet.
Of course, this kind of pointed cone can also penetrate it. Indeed, if you use this kind of weapon, it will be much easier to deal with stalkers.
In order to hide his identity, when Palamedes put on the Blade Stranger suit, he could not use the weapons he originally carried, and could only use the silver gun (and the bayonet on the gun). But this nail gun
It was a gift from the railway organization. The weapon was made by the railway and was full of railway style. If the Blade Stranger took this out and used it, his identity would not be exposed. At best, it would only reveal the fact that he had joined the railway.
I just hope that the big guys in the railway who know the true identity of Palamedes will not reveal this secret. Since Desdemona still needs help from Palamedes, she will at least behave honestly for now.
"The photochemical gun used by Di Geng is a rare commodity. I currently don't have the materials to make more. When you see Di Geng next time, ask him to add more." The craftsman added.
"Thank you." Palamedes put away the nail gun, replied perfunctorily, and left the craftsman's exclusive office.