Chapter 389: Chapter 148: Black Eyes
Walking out from behind the machine was none other than another Gao Gong, or rather, a cloned version of MrG.
Unlike the original with the words ’I am an old scher’ written all over his face, this version of MrG had ’cool, flashy, and domineering’ etched instead.
Or one might say, a middle-aged patient with adolescent delusions.
Of course, this was not unusual, considering he was less than half a month old and still a minor.
The stark difference in temperant imdiately made the Hunters realize that the person before them was not their boss.
Especially Daisila, who didn’t sense the faint biological suppression from the boss. In fact, she even had a feeling that this one wasn’t much stronger than herself.
"Boss, hahahahaha, you cockroaches have a pretty good eye, not bad. Sooner or later, I will beco the boss of the Powerful Gang and even this world!"
Daisila’s lips twitched. The boss’s face uttering such words was truly out of place.
The rcenaries from the Yao Family showed no hesitation. Almost in the ti it took to speak, they’d taken control of several gathering points, and their electromagnetic sniper rifles started entering firing mode.
As an elite among kinetic energy weapons, electromagnetic weapons boast features such as silencing, recoil-free, powerful force, and ease of charging, making them ideal for special ops.
If the minimum damage of energy weapons is ten thousand, then the minimum damage of electromagnetic weapons is three thousand.
The electromagnetic projectiles fired away, appearing in front of ’Gao Gong’ at twice the speed of ordinary bullets.
However, the speed of these bullets was slowing down, to the extent that they were visible to the naked eye, and finally, they were suspended in mid-air.
"How on earth is this guy manipulating gravity to such an extent?"
Alien Bai comnted through the monitoring equipnt, but received no response for a mont.
"Hacker, where are you?" Bai hesitated for a mont and asked.
"Sothing’s happened in Cyber Space, I need to check it out."
Jungle Wolf’s tone carried an unusual hint of gravity.
The next mont, the electromagnetic projectiles shot back at ten tis the speed, and even though these special forces had reflective tactical prosthetic bodies and various combat programs installed, half of them failed to evade. Arms were blown off, or large holes were blasted in their thighs.
"Go save them!"
Daisila’s expression changed. She imdiately activated the most powerful Radiation Spider Form, her silhouette rapidly accelerating to supersonic speed.
However, the closer she got to ’Gao Gong’, the slower her speed beca. At the sa ti, a giant object descended from the sky, blocking his front.
It was a military drone.
...
Jungle Wolf appeared in Cyber Space.
Every normal person connected to the Cyber Network exposes their ’true nature’.
In this regard, hackers are even more so. Their virtual architecture, algorithms, and even so things that appear mysterious and elusive in the real world, are revealed in full.
As a hacker skilled in server attacks and stealth escapes, Jungle Wolf’s true form in Cyber Space was a pack of thousands of virtual wolves.
Each Data Wolf was both an individual entity and part of a massive data flow, with its teeth as cracked antivirus software and its eyes as hacker plugins. Every pair of wolf eyes was a different type of hacker plugin.
This enabled them to find solutions in a short ti for any situation they faced.
Yet the scene that unfolded in front of him caused all of Jungle Wolf’s data sub-bodies to experience a montary downti.
All around was a fire of data, fervently incinerating every visible layer of data. Whether program, virus, or other forms, once entangled by the fla, escape was impossible, and they quickly burned into gibberish before being recycled by Cyber Space’s ’underlying recycle bin’.
The Deep Web Weaver’s ’Black Spider’, a semi-virus semi-program entity feeding on neural signals, could pull anyone into a nightmare, quietly absorb any prosthetic body’s data, and even easily invade databases and corporate secrecy centers.
In the underground world, the Powerful Gang was recognized as the number one gang.
But in Cyber Space, the Deep Web Weaver was acknowledged as the number one organization in the Nightless City.
However, at this mont, these fear-inducing ’Spiders’ were perishing one by one in this blazing net-searing fla.
The nightmare networks woven from neural signals, along with so dangerous computational structures, hadn’t even had the chance to activate before they were shattered by pure power.
In Jungle Wolf’s impression, such a large-scale invasion was sothing only the Mother City’s Big Data Monster or a few corporations’ servers could achieve.
In his mory, no single hacker had ever managed such a feat.
Co on, hackers are supposed to infiltrate silently. Is this a corporate war?
However, recalling a recent event, Jungle Wolf’s expression changed imdiately.
Is it that woman?
Dozens of wolf eyes lit up, and hacker thods such as data infiltration, intrusion protocols, quick crack, and extended interfaces were rapidly deployed. Before long, a faint figure appeared amidst the flas.
’It’s her!’
’The 9th Spider Woman is done for!’
Jungle Wolf’s eye twitched hard. The woman currently making waves in the hacker community, and it seems like she’s been reborn and has reached a new level.
This kind of large-scale hacking is beyond his imagination.
Then, a strong ripple passed through, and in an instant, a dozen pairs of wolf eyes exploded simultaneously, blowing away half of their bodies.
’Discovered!!!’
Paradise Bird bowed its head, and the next mont, the counter-hacking program was activated. From the data flas, source code lava erupted, and within the lava, bird-shaped cracking mini-programs took form, outnumbering the Data Wolf pack by ten tis.
The flocks of birds and packs of wolves were fighting fiercely, and the situation was one-sided.
The reason is simple: as soon as they made contact, the Jungle Wolf’s hacking skills were quickly cracked by the opponent, and this kind of cracking ignored ti and defenses.
This is one of the virtual life’s specialties, ’Virtual Replication’.
Anything on the virtual level, as long as it exists, can be replicated and targeted.
Only those of the sa level can resist.
"This crazy woman!"
The Jungle Wolf cursed, but didn’t dare to fight desperately with the opponent. Over a dozen large wolves, the core of the wolf pack, began to devour each other, the data restructuring, and during the devouring process, gradually disappearing. They looked nostalgically at the wolf pack being attacked in the periter; these were clones he had accumulated over a long ti. The link protocol was imdiately launched, and the data was transferred in an instant.
Gone, gone!
The Paradise Bird again shifted her focus, landing on the 9th Spider Woman, who was enveloped in blazing flas.
Breaking through the ’Cloud City’ benefited Gao Gong the most, but Paradise Bird also gained significantly.
The Cloud Nobility, though nouveau riche without much skill themselves, constructed the entire Cloud City with advanced alien technology. The code running within was also from an advanced civilization.
During this ti, she had been reverse engineering the virtual ans of advanced civilizations, gaining a lot.
Staring at the trapped 9th Spider Woman, the Paradise Bird’s eyes once again turned crimson red, her pupils seemingly transforming into two small suns, vividly simulating sunspots and flares on the sun’s surface.
As her eyes turned into small suns, the Paradise Bird’s right hand also turned crimson red, the fla code forming her palm transford into a higher-level energy code. With a distant jab, the 9th Spider Woman emitted a scream and looked incredulously at her abdon, where a large hole was burned through the code layer.
In the next mont, countless broken virtual personalities spurted out, exploding into nurous black codes.
The barely maintained battle couldn’t hold on any longer, and this network node of the Deep Web Weaver began to collapse.
And the reaction in reality was that all the machines started to shut down, with so processors directly emitting thick smoke.
In just three seconds, the charming young girl, the 9th Spider Woman, shriveled into an old lady.
This third-ranked expert of the Deep Web Weaver didn’t even have ti to display her mysterious and unfathomable ans before being struck by the dinsional reduction in the scorching flas at the network’s base layer.
A gray-black radiance flashed behind the 9th Spider Woman.
"Huh?"
The Paradise Bird’s mind shifted, instantly teleporting into the flas, grabbing the opponent’s neck, and the crack codes imdiately spread over her body, blocking ’it’.
She roughly tore the opponent’s clothes, revealing a strange spider eye on the back, which blinked rapidly in sync with her gaze. Instantly, the Paradise Bird felt as if she were entangled in a web.
"What’s this?"
The Paradise Bird reached out to tear it off, then her expression suddenly changed, coldly saying, "I knew there was a feeling of being watched, turns out it’s you two!"
Two figures suddenly appeared——
Nightmare, Mr. Pintou
Nightmare grabbed the hand of the Celestial Tower Bird, fla and black matter, two different algorithms fiercely clashed, the fla had the upper hand, yet for the mont couldn’t overwhelm the opponent.
These three forr mbers of the Holy City Organization unexpectedly t again in this life.
And obviously were in a hostile state.
"Big sister, how co you’re here? If you’d told us beforehand, little brother could personally host you."
The three were regulars on the hacker wanted list, their rankings close to each other, naturally recognizing one another.
More importantly, these two belonged to the Holy City Organization.
While Paradise Bird had once been on friendly terms with the Holy City.
"What are you up to, Holy City?" The Paradise Bird snorted coldly, "Or are you here to stop ?"
"Big sister, how dare we——"
Mr. Pintou chuckled, his mind racing, but Nightmare was straightforward.
"Hand the thing over to us, handle the rest as you please."
Mr. Pintou couldn’t help glaring at him, everyone knew this big sister is more receptive to soft approaches than hard ones, yet when he looked at the other’s palm, his gaze involuntarily shrank.
Nightmare’s right hand was burned beyond recognition by the flas.
In a pure algorithm confrontation, Nightmare was having difficulty holding on.
Did the opponent take that final step!?
The Paradise Bird stared at the spider eye; with her eyesight, she couldn’t imdiately determine what was inside, only vaguely sensing it was nurturing a terrifying presence.
"Tell , what are you up to?"
Mr. Pintou’s trademark fake smile disappeared, he stared directly at her, his pupils filled with countless fragnts.
"Sister, can’t you just leave this be?"
"What if I say no?" The Paradise Bird said calmly.
Mr. Pintou sighed deeply, and in the next mont, tens of thousands of personality accounts quickly went online, while Nightmare’s body surface sprouted countless black bubbles.
"Then we have no choice but to fight!"
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