The display of cybernetic implants showed they were all disconnected, the body unable to move autonomously, forced to accept the control of the surgical system.
New information flashed before his eyes.
[Biotric data scan confird, host cloud backup cara data being accessed.]
This wasn’t Black Light.
The surgical program was synchronizing so information onto his retina.
John’s brain suffered a shock, he saw the surrounding water and chanical arms transform into streams of data.
The entire world seed stripped of detail and color, outlined in so indescribable collection of data, forming a comprehensible, concrete world.
[Tiebang Logistics Data Center—Cyberspace]
Black Light indicated he had arrived at a new location.
John’s body seed to free itself from so kind of restraint, even standing up, but when he looked down, surveying around, he saw neither his flesh nor form, only the sa gray, indistinct world.
The humanoid outline beneath his feet, seemingly his body undergoing transformation, had a data port beside the neck that slightly reflected light, as if telling him how he had arrived in this cyberspace.
John didn’t know what force brought him here.
He tried to take two steps forward, only to suddenly fall weightlessly downwards.
This description might be biased.
It should be said that certain characteristics and perceptions intrinsic to the physical world are completely different within cyberspace.
It attempted to describe the abstract with sothing concrete, and the blurred discrepancy caused abnormal sensation in his body.
John felt like he was trudging through a nightmare.
He didn’t know how long it took, but suddenly everything opened up before his eyes, presenting new information.
[Video data retrieval in progress...]
[Loading complete.]
John seed to fall into a distant mory.
He saw his hands gripping the steering wheel, before him the windshield, farther away the silhouette of another armored vehicle.
Outside the car window lay a wasteland.
The weather wasn’t too bad.
Today’s air pollution index was 0.2 percentage points lower than usual, and the ornant on the driver’s seat was stolen from a strip club, the back of the tal piece even had a woman’s phone number.
The scene flickered suddenly, as if soone had pressed fast forward during viewing.
Around John, the sound of dense gunfire erupted.
Countless explosives detonated on the road, the communication system was filled with screams, the company’s rescue team rushing in at top speed, while his window had been riddled with bullet holes...
The scene shifted again.
He slightly lowered his head, seeing his black gloves soaked, taking two shots to the chest, the bulletproof vest only prolonging his slower and more painful death.
The communication channel transmitted inquiries from the company’s operator.
They followed each signal trying to contact personnel on site, attempting to confirm the attackers’ information and current battle progress.
John wanted to call for help.
But the other side repeatedly demanded he imdiately check the status of the cargo.
John, left with no choice, steeled himself to cross the battlefield, searching a colleague’s body for the authorization card that could cut open the sealed compartnt.
He staggered all the way, entering the key code, leaving a bloody handprint on the panel.
Then he saw what he was escorting.
A glass jar filled with liquid, inside and out entwined with varying thicknesses of data lines and tal hoses, within the hertically-sealed chamber floated a naked adult male.
"Hey, who are you?"
At this mont a voice ca from behind.
John instinctively turned to look, only to be struck unconscious by a gun butt.
[Main quest: The Truth of the Incident (completed)]
[Reward: Remuneration, Sianweistan T17 [Prototype]]
Black Light chid out with a prompt.
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