The hiding place of the Jing Luo trio was a pile of template materials. mbers of the Chaotic Blade Association had surrounded them from all directions and were constantly shooting at their shelter. The trio dared not fight back; even peeking out could result in being shot to death.
The Chaotic Blade Association had no intention of capturing anyone alive, especially since these three were n. None of the people present had any interest in homosexuals.
The one walking at the front put away his rifle, took a grenade from his waist, intending to pull the pin and throw it over, to send these three fellows on their final journey.
But when his finger inserted into the pin, his whole body froze.
When Cyberspace was born, how it was born, had beco untraceable.
But its convenience spread the concept of "Internet of Everything" across the world at a rapid pace. Whether human or object, none could escape being swept into the tide of this era.
Even the battlefield was the sa. After connecting online, one could understand the movents, positions, physical conditions of all soldiers, and issue commands in real ti.
And a plethora of new careers erged—a cyber walker, now hackers, who almost possessed omnipotent authority in this Cyberspace. They further created AI, software, and other things.
Then, like the developnt of spear and shield, attack and defense thods in Cyberspace constantly iterated upon each other—malware, attack programs, firewalls, black ice, breaking ice, data fortresses, etc. Often, whoever was more skilled in breaching the opponent's firewall would achieve final victory.
This was a reflection of human thought in reality, as well as a world of digital.
And evidently, in terms of quality or quantity of hackers, players infiltrating the Chaotic Blade Association's local network imdiately occupied an absolute advantage, further impacting real humans.
"m..."
The frozen Chaotic Blade Association mber bit his lip tightly, his body trembling continuously, as if he were struggling for control over his body with so unknown entity.
Moreover, this symptom was spreading to more people's bodies at a rather fast speed. They couldn't continue suppressing fire towards the shelter, but unanimously halted in place.
Until the first person couldn't hold on any longer and opened his mouth
"ow~~"
"So disgusting ow, I'm about to explode."
For the first ti in the local network space, Hu Lang felt how horrifying it was to watch a big guy learn to ow like a cat.
If her skills were better, she would indeed want these guys to pick up a gun and shoot themselves in the head.
The suicide program could be said to be the most extre, also the most powerful control program among hackers, because it ant that the hacker's program had to struggle against the most essential survival instincts of humans, the difficulty was not ordinary, even for a data attack, the amount of data needed to overload and burn the enemy's brain was considerable. This was why Placid didn't suggest hacker players do this.
And the self-developed virus program Hu Lang was releasing now was much simpler.
"Learning Cat Calls"
The Chaotic Blade Association surrounding the Jing Luo trio reacted, realizing they were hit by an unknown program virus, imdiately shouted to those not yet infected by the virus
"Soone has invaded our local network, quickly disconnect!"
They warned their companions while initiating their antivirus programs, attempting to clean out these electronic viruses invading their brains.
But it was already too late; before eradicating the virus, they would have to endure the dual torture of flesh and spirit.
Noticing sothing was wrong, the Jing Luo trio peeked out from behind the template, witnessing a hair-raising scene.
"Let's learn to ow together, together ow ow ow ow"
"Let act cute in front of you, oh ow ow ow ow ow...."
A dozen rough-looking n with exposed chanical prostheses were doing various disgusting actions, with strange cute expressions on their faces.
Jing Luo angrily covered his mouth to prevent vomiting, his face looking horrible.
"Oh damn, does the planner of this event like this tone? Indian musical? Can't they find a few pretty Chaotic Blade Association girls to dance?"
Jing Luo was overjoyed: "Do you know…I actually think it's not bad, just…perfect for a break to enjoy a dance performance."
Jing Luo shed tears: "Ro! I understand! This is reverence for the Celestial Khan, it's Jie Li Khan dancing for Great Tang, you know, they've definitely been awed by our aura, expressing their submission to Ro."
Hu Lang broke their fantasy.
"Don't fantasize at tis like this ow, quickly take them out, or else once they remove the virus, your Ro will be kicked dead by the roadside like a dog ow."
Jing Luo angered, finally realized there was a DBUFF mark next to the Chaotic Blade Association avatar UI.
"Oh! It's the boss!"
"Boss is amazing!"
The trio hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the guns dropped due to dancing.
Jing Luo delightedly held a gun, showed off his dance moves next to its original owner.
"Why not dance ~ hmm huh ~ nothing's like dancing~~"
The Chaotic Blade Association mber, gritting his teeth, struggled against Hu Lang's brain program control, raised his hand and delivered a hefty punch to this bastard, directly hitting Jing Luo joyfully off balance.
"My face!"
And apart from here, across the battlefield, hackers galloping around in the Chaotic Blade Association's local network were continuously impacting mbers in various ways, fighting with Chaotic Blade Association hackers.
This large-scale chaos imdiately caught Strak's attention, as the projection map already showed a broad section of soldier avatars indicating they were affected by a virus. He ca to the host room convoy to grab a computer technician and ask
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