[Little Octopus: Big brother, this is too extre! Our server can’t handle it!]
A super electromagnetic sniper rifle with a speed exceeding 2000 ters per second, a sniping distance of no more than 1000 ters, and a response ti of half a second.
Si Anweisitan couldn’t slow down ti; even if he pushed it to the limit, countering and slashing a bullet in this scale had already surpassed the human limit, even the machine limit:
Gravity, air resistance, wind speed and direction, air humidity, temperature, real-ti, to complete a series of high-precision calculations and predictions at the microsecond level, it was already impossible to be 100% accurate. Lille was completely gambling!
Gambling that Munemasa’s estimation was correct, gambling that the data in the calculations all closely matched the real-ti values or were almost accurate, gambling that such a tiny sharp-nail electromagnetic bullet of less than 6mm in diater would appear at the designated position with an error margin only as wide as the Mantis Blade’s half-width...
This small extre operation was squeezing Little Octopus dry of the computing power of most servers in both worlds, pushing it to the utmost!
So servers directly entered down-clocking after over-clocking, waiting for repairs or replacents.
And just such a fluctuation caused huge turbulence in the networks of both worlds:
A seemingly inconspicuous operation, which might appear as a routine bullet blocking maneuver to layn, was a pinnacle display of computer technology!
Just one fluctuation revealed a flaw.
Stark Industries, Jarvis suddenly flickered.
[Jarvis: Mr. Stark, there was a fluctuation in the ctOS network just now. We can try hacking again; I’ve prepared the tools.]
"Such a headache."
Next to him, Tony was hanging from a drip, working non-stop. It was clear he was relying on these perfectly balanced nutrients for health maintenance.
But the dark circles under his eyes indicated his spirit couldn’t recover.
Though he said he was tired, Tony realized this was an opportunity: he could operate the network again!
But in his exhausted state, longing for relief, could he make an accurate judgnt on the gap between himself and this increasingly unfamiliar AI assistant?
Jarvis blinked his signal light—
[Jarvis: Mr. Agler, the opponent’s network fluctuated; we can upgrade our plan.]
[Jarvis: Using Mr. Stark makes uneasy; can I give him a break after this?]
...
In the Marvel World, Lille arranged his vehicle in the office:
Sitting in a wheelchair or sitting in a floating car, it was sitting all the sa.
According to the information left by Nick Fury, Tony Stark was the key to stopping the Insight Plan because the space airship was designed by Stark Industries!
An hour here was just a minute in Dog Town...
The President’s speech was approaching.
[Little Octopus: Big brother, I can’t recomnd you do this, it’s too dangerous.]
In this world, Lille moved like a controlled robot, stiffly sitting in the control room.
"The floating car hasn’t been released yet, this can only be a sneak attack..."
Click—
Lille lay into the cockpit, connecting his brain to the car.
Honestly, he really wanted to involve Gwen and Peter, but they were at a critical research stage, and Little Octopus was also repeatedly upgrading V’s Si Anweisitan.
[Lille: I don’t want to do this, but the situation is special this ti.]
[Little Octopus: Oh man, big brother, there’s more news; we just got hacked again, more hidden ssages.]
[Little Octopus: Uh... seems like it ca from Tony Stark, he’s informing us of his location... He’s at the Houston Stark Headquarters, not the refinery; no need to risk going there.]
[Lille: Plus, I can use the information he provided as cover...]
...
[Network Surveillance: We’ve been kicked out!]
[Riddle: Hansen’s sniper missed...]
[Susan: It’s not a miss, the bullet was deflected!]
[Kantao Representative: That’s ours...]
[Susan: Non-combat personnel, get out!]
[Susan: Prepare for an all-out assault; Hansen might lose control—]
The company’s joint operation channel suddenly beca lively. This mont’s transformation was sowhat unexpected: these three guys always surprised people!
Impossible things happened!
In the network surveillance office, Blais watched the equipnt’s current suddenly beco unstable, and Jonathan was ejected from cyberspace on the spot!
"Damn it... how is this possible, how can this happen..."
Blais felt a little pleased seeing him fail, but also a bit bewildered, this way, wasn’t it more likely that the guy was AI?
But the situation far exceeded his imagination—
"Agent Brage!" Jonathan pulled out the connecting cable, his expression a bit angry, but surprisingly, also had a hint of... fear?
"Get ready to lock down Dog Town with equipnt imdiately, we need to deploy the Black Wall comprehensively..."
"Black Wall? Attacking him with Black Wall? Are you certain he’s AI? But Black Wall didn’t work on him before, reports..."
"Get, to, work!"
Jonathan stood up with a grim face, enduring the headache, sending a ssage:
[Jonathan: Headquarters, requesting execution of Plan B: using the Soul Killer inscription as a guide.]
...
In the 0.1 seconds following the bullet’s launch, V discovered her world had frozen:
Even with her extensive experience using Si Anweisitan, the sensation just now was almost as if the world had stopped.
But at 0.2 seconds, a swing trajectory appeared before her eyes, requiring her to complete the slash within the remaining 0.3 seconds...
Despite having such a fast reaction speed, she still felt she was as slow as a snail, because the faint trajectory of that bullet appeared in her vision!
Clang!
To most people, it sounded like a crisp and indistinguishable light sound, but in her ears, it was like a great bell ringing; she didn’t even know when the blade and the bullet collided!
The fastest action in her life, V, accustod to extre speeds, suddenly thought: No wonder Si Anweisitan was called this na, no wonder rcenaries revered this thing so much:
Often, people’s slight slowness becos a lifeti regret.
If she had been a little slower just now, Lille would have died on the spot!
Nonchalantly retracting the blade, V ignored the muscle pain from the huge impact and focused intently:
[V: Little Octopus, can we go faster?]
[Little Octopus: The current Ti Stop Effect is at 66%, there are more aggressive plans, I will try them bit by bit...]
[V: Then be more aggressive.]
She didn’t want Lille to die because she was too slow.
Lille rubbed his organic eye, placing the other hand on the holographic projection table—
Negotiations, negotiations, the first round of demands were fully presented, next was thoroughly grasping the opponent’s psyche.
Stating the opponent’s intentions was always the most effective psychological manipulation thod, especially when Hansen himself was uncertain.
"You want to excavate the Little Beidou project beneath Dog Town, a scrapped AI by Military Technology, hoping it will cleanse you?
Or was your initial plan to sell it for a good price, then, like how New Arica sold you out, sell out your underlings and flee—
Hansen just tried to retort, but Lille quickly continued:
"Or do you think having that thing will make the world look up to you... No need to wait; we can start cracking it now."
"Stop talking nonsense, that thing needs the world’s top hackers..."
"Or the world’s top AI."
Lille clapped, and the holographic image in front of him shattered into deep red shards, along with a decline in the power network...
Hansen’s prosthetic eye was premium, featuring network connection capabilities or capturing electromagnetic signals to display circuit functions.
In their necessary system education, it must include this piece of knowledge:
Based on the Jing Yuan— Brage change, blue represents data understandable by humans, its logic and construction conforming to human psychology;
Red signifies data incomprehensible to humans...
It’s the mark left by AI.
Amazent turned into horror!
Lille gently slapped him, retracting his telescoping tal arm.
The amusing part was Hansen’s first attention shifted to Kerry’s monotone yet effortful, already neglected, rock music:
[The imperfect within a suit—]
"Damn it, stop singing!"
Everything settled, and everyone at the venue was utterly bewildered: never imagined the first casualty would be the hired singer!
Glaring at Lille, Hansen said angrily: "Damn it— damn it—damn it! Get to work! Words alone won’t win the war!"
"Boss—" shouted Gago from the side.
Whoosh—
A blinding red signal flare soared into the sky.
Hansen’s expression changed dramatically:
That signal ant only one thing, the Netherworld Dog’s military reconnaissance equipnt detected large-scale company troop movents—
And city company troops were out of surveillance range, so the signal ant only one thing now:
The Arasaka Aircraft Carrier appeared within the reconnaissance range!
Looking at Lille, he knew the latter could get this news:
Military Technology’s troops stationed at the Northern California border, Arasaka’s forces at Arasaka Harbor, all moved out, armored vehicles, floating cars, combat robots, drone swarms all activated...
He, Burger King, was an international fugitive, Kurt Hansen wasn’t weak either; if the two tangled together, the company’s reaction would be huge!
"Your war..."
Lille lowered his head, one hand already converting into an injector, injecting sothing into his brain.
This scene made Hansen swallow what he was going to say:
"...don’t die on the way."
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