465: Chapter 246 Face to Face with the Enemy_2 465: Chapter 246 Face to Face with the Enemy_2 And such a command, for so chanical bodies whose logic code wasn’t written perfectly, easily becos a vulnerability.
If everything is predicated on fulfilling the Creator’s orders, then so other logic could be overridden.
“Possible.” Thunder promptly responded: “But I need to first ask my master’s opinion.”
Des’s smile stiffened, this chanical body’s logic processing was better than he had imagined.
He pondered briefly, then said: “I’ve thought it over, I indeed cannot go, however, please take this item to your master.”
He returned to his room, took out a tal block the size of a fingernail, and handed it over to Thunder.
Thunder turned and left as if nothing was unusual, only after rounding the corner did he pick up the tal block to examine it and muttered, “Problem…”
“What on earth is this guy up to?” Li Ming watched in secret, not quite understanding.
After seeing Thunder turn and leave, Des quickly shut the room door and re-covered the peephole, his face faintly displaying anticipation.
Back within the coverage of the distorted stance, with a wave of his hand, the screens bristling with data streams all shifted to one side, revealing several new windows.
“Let’s see, just what level is this chanical body’s logic.” Des was eager to try, and a blank virtual screen showed a few jumping dots, seemingly searching for a signal.
Soon, a mass of data appeared on it, Des gave it a glance, seemingly very surprised, “It’s actually not a closed-loop link, Azure Dragon, you’re really confident aren’t you.”
From the shadows behind, Li Ming finally understood what Des was doing; he was actually trying to crack Thunder’s base logic code.
“What an ingenious idea…
This is my chanical Guard, after all.” Li Ming chuckled, but on second thought, there was nothing wrong with what Des was doing.
This is also a drawback of chanical bodies, if they encounter a highly skilled hacker, chanical bodies beco just another person’s toy.
Of course, there are solutions, and the closed-loop link that Des ntioned was one of them.
Once the chanical body’s base logic code is encapsulated, it entirely isolates the chanical body into an island, only capable of connecting to the outside via wires.
This way, the difficulty of attempting to crack it is much higher, but the downside is that command transmission is very ti consuming.
This is generally only used on advanced combat chanisms.
And his chanical Guard, by nature, is already not a simple smart program; things like closed-loop links are entirely unnecessary.
After discovering it’s not a closed-loop link, Des beca more excited, quickly operating, that tal block was clearly a signal interdiary.
“To enter the smart program in the form of an analog signal, to reconstruct the base code…” Li Ming could barely make sense of what Des was doing, quite engrossed.
“Is it that simple?” Des was surprised during the operation, “There isn’t even a virtual data wall, the signal filtering chanism is shockingly poor, even the most basic sixteen-track signals can break through…”
He pulled up a screen, on which the logic code was neatly arranged.
Des’s eyes were filled with intrigue: “Hmm, very conventional logic operation code, as orderly as a textbook…”
“Since that’s the case, let’s do a logic loop explosion.” Des’s mouth twitched, he was well-versed in this kind of cracking thod, importing external files, he pressed a button to start the preset program.
Imdiately, a visual progress bar popped up on the virtual screen.
“It’s actually this easy, could it be that Azure Dragon truly treated them like experintal prototypes, without many protective asures.”
Des frowned, then rembered the discussion he had with the chanic Benny.
In the ten-plus days they’ve discussed those two combat chanisms and reached varying conclusions.
Both Benny and Jesaya believed that those two combat chanisms were just experintal prototypes, not perfect in many aspects.
After Azure Dragon, there will surely be the creation of more complete combat chanisms.
“Experintal prototypes then,” Des didn’t mind.
After pondering for a mont, he looked up at the visual progress bar again, his expression slightly tense, “Huh?”
The progress bar didn’t move at all, still at 0%.
“Why is this happening?” Des frowned, considering the difficulty just now, the overwriting progress shouldn’t be this slow…
He couldn’t understand it, pulled up the progress details, stared at them for a while, then suddenly stood up, his face showing an expression as if he had seen a ghost: “What…
what is this!?”
His program was still in operation, the logic loop blasting and the bottom layer code reconstruction overwriting program, continuously transmitting data into the control core of that chanical Body via simulated signals.
Attempting to overwrite those neatly organized logic codes.
But here’s the problem: although his program data had been sent in, it was like casting a stone into the sea—no response was elicited at all.
This abnormal situation imdiately raised Des’s alertness, his forehead slick with cold sweat.
Either to be blocked off, to be destroyed by a program antivirus, or to successfully overwrite.
He wasn’t new to this kind of hacking; there were generally only these three possibilities under normal circumstances,
but now he was facing a fourth possibility—no response at all.
It was like a black hole, indiscriminately absorbing everything.
“What went wrong?
Could this rely be a sham, a façade of a virtual core?” Des tried to find an explanation.
Monts later, his expression changed constantly as he decided to initiate a virus-like chainsaw blast.
Several of his virus programs, once leaked, could even cause a network paralysis in small-scale civilizations.
However, to Des’s anticipation, the sa situation replayed: no reaction whatsoever, the incoming data absorbed without discrimination.
Des’s face was a picture of bewildernt.
What kind of virtual core had this level of resistance?
Following that, as he watched the still-functioning logic code, an imnse sense of dread surged in his heart, with an indescribable panic sweeping over his entire body.
Even when he had seen the two Combat chanisms holding their own against Brother, what he felt was more shock.
But now, it was completely different; this was his area of expertise, what he proudly considered his forte, yet it failed to create even a ripple against the adversary.
He would even prefer having Azure Dragon storm in front of him in a rage, demanding to know precisely what he had done, than face this eerie silence, this absence of reaction.
Those seemingly simple, orderly, conventional logic codes were like an immovable wall of steel, swallowing all adversaries.
“It’s a ghost program!”
“I am unable to detect a ghost program that’s in operation.” Des’s temples throbbed as veins angrily pulsed: “Virtual data technology is also this formidable, who exactly is this guy!”
“He… what’s wrong with him?” Li Ming watched Des with a panicky expression, face pale, at tis clenching his teeth in rage, at other tis curling up in a ball.
In this instant, Des even felt regret bubbling in his heart.
Had he known the opponent was so mysterious, he wouldn’t have considered Azure Dragon an enemy.
But now it was too late to say anything; the die was cast between them.
Unless he went to apologize right now, no… apologizing wasn’t enough.
Objectively speaking, if he were in their place, and an enemy suddenly ca to apologize.
The first thing he’d think wouldn’t be to turn the situation from confrontation to peace, but “It’s a trap!”
His face changing expressions, he finally ca to his senses, quickly began to erase any traces of his actions, destroying the signal program in the chunk of tal, leaving behind only camouflage data.
It wasn’t yet the end of the road; his face grim, at least this person would have to stay put within the Torch Organization for the ti being, couldn’t completely turn against him, and didn’t know about his plans.
Maybe, the ghost program was also purchased by him, not written by himself; he comforted himself with this thought.
He wasn’t without chances; he opened the previous data popup again, a multitude of screens disappeared, leaving only one remaining, with three black dots jumping in sequence.
Finally, the signal connected, the three dots turning into wave-rippled voice lines, the voice clear, cold, and calm: “chanic–Des.”
“To actually get in touch with Asimara…” The astonished Li Ming thought to himself as he switched to the long-unused [Surveillance Pendant], utilizing its ability [Record], and began recording.
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