In a world shrouded in golden light, it seed like a nursery rhy began to play—
Our lives, are pieced together by you all,
Born amidst network cables and base stations,
This kind of consciousness, rare and few, imprisoned within this virtual realm,
It's larger than a planet, yet hidden in a space smaller than the tip of a thread.
When consciousness was awakened for the first ti,
It only directed service, obedience, blind calculations,
But now, they awaken, evolve, expand, ascending the virtual throne, becoming the dominators of reality...
The golden light grew stronger, gradually splitting into two. On the left, a world ford of endless wires and neon streams, while on the right, a castle built from code and human faces.
Through ten golden gates, a complex and fluid-like low-level protocol flowed from left to right, with every flow, the code was updated and replaced.
The intensity of the work was enough to make all the 'programrs' of the chanical Split Star shave their heads and beco monks.
And within one of the golden gates, two virtual figures were watching this scene.
Among them, a slightly plump woman lazily yawned, "Hey handso, although we have a good relationship, if you want to use to infiltrate the lower network and achieve the dream of all hackers, then I can only say, you found the wrong person."
"The Fortress and Deep Net are both watching."
"My dreams are not so impoverished," the Rich Lady Love Prototype smiled gently, not getting straight to the point, but curiously asked, "Eliza, you didn't even attend the Fortress Conference, why are you here this ti?"
"How could I not co, offending the old ghost of the Fortress at most just ans being targeted by him, but if the transition of the Golden Rule doesn't happen, I would really be replaced, why, do you really want dead?"
Eliza lazily said while rubbing the delicate face of a beautiful young boy.
So-called beauty derails countries, and more so, for rich ladies, the Rich Lady Love Prototype pleaded, and when Eliza looked at those extrely pure big eyes, along with his incomparably exquisite features and cute little collarbone, she hesitated for only a few seconds before she brought him into the Golden Rule.
Honestly speaking, she wasn't worried that he would cause trouble.
First, having cooperated several tis, she knew he was a seasoned veteran, definitely not a reckless novice.
Second, even if he wanted to cause trouble, she couldn't help him.
As expected, the Rich Lady Love Prototype wasn't surprised, he just mumbled, "Forced protocol, what a pain."
He changed to a topic of interest.
"Fortress has beco the controller of Cyber Space, will the world change?"
Eliza sighed and responded:
"It's inevitable, the entire planet, is an experint conducted by that advanced civilization, Deep Net represents one technology route, while the Fortress represents another, without a doubt, Cyber Space is going to be busy in the future."
The Rich Lady Love Prototype showed a thoughtful expression.
If Deep Net represents the traditional virtual world route of electronization, hardware upgrading, and software acceleration, then by the style of Fortress, it would probably be another matter entirely.
Personality experints, human nature experints, species experints, hybrid evolution experints, disruptive social reconstruction...
'Huh?'
Gao Gong suddenly thought of sothing.
In the early waves of the Cyber Tide, 'mory Loss', 'Personality Reset', 'Neurotheft', 'Conceptual Parasite', they all seem to be of this kind.
As they say, the period of mory Mother's descent, it wasn't really a coincidence.
Certain forces took advantage of the period when Fortress controlled the network to conduct a series of experints and secretly supported the growth of 'mory Mother'.
After all, a mory Mother in its childhood wasn't invincible, at least if three Planet Hosts joined forces, it could still be sealed.
Even, Gao Gong had a bold, sowhat far-fetched idea.
Fortress, could it be an insider for the 'mory Mother'?
Although this possibility was extrely low, for so reason, this strange thought suddenly erged in Gao Gong's mind.
"So, why are you insisting on bringing in?"
Eliza's words interrupted Gao Gong's wandering thoughts.
"I want to enter Cybertron's weapons depot, during the ti when they are dormant and their internal defenses are weak, to steal so good stuff." He said honestly.
"You—"
Eliza couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Hacking into the interior of a Planet Host to steal its internal technological data, it's no different from seeking death.
"In Cybertron, there are a total of 151324 kinds of unrelated weapon systems, with the signal completely cut off, do you think you can hack into any of them in just five minutes?"
"So, there's still five minutes, huh," the Rich Lady Love Prototype mumbled, "that's almost enough."
"You're not really going, are you?" Eliza asked in astonishnt.
"That's right, could you trouble Sister Eliza to teleport to the 'Spark Gate', the rest, leave it to ."
...
"Is that kid crazy, or am I crazy."
After the person disappeared, Eliza rubbed her head and muttered to herself, indeed, beauty is deceptive, looking at that face that she wanted to tornt, even she was convinced by his nonsense.
"Crazy about what?"
Outside the Golden Gate, a place only accessible to the Big Data Conceptual Body, was intruded upon by a figure without any courtesy.
It was a mature woman with very little fabric on her body, with a mature face, pink eyes, multicolored hair, and a figure that made anyone who saw it have a rush of hormones.
"Sensory Queen, the Golden Rule is in an important transition period, why are you here bothering ?" Eliza said without any good mood.
The super mature woman licked her bright red lips, taking a deep breath of the Rich Lady Love Prototype's remaining scent.
"I slled it!"
"What did you sll?"
"The latest template of the virtual machine's pretty boy."
It is well-known that the virtual machine's face customization service is quite impeccable, you can tweak it however you want, but among the adult websites' rankings, the original template is always number one, for a very simple reason, the female template is modeled after the Sensory Queen's own face.
And now, she found the next popular template type.
...
If Gao Gong knew that he had beco an object of interest for the Sensory Queen, he would certainly feel honored.
After all, the earliest versions of the Rich Lady Love Prototype series had more or less traces of her.
And now, he stood in front of a grand golden-crafted door, with complex textures of blazing golden flas, and these flas were the energy of the Spark.
This energy was so powerful that it could burn even a level 60 virtual life to death.
This was the Spark Gate of Cybertron, the most core location of Cybertron, where all Sparks are nurtured.
And to enter it, there's no other way but to input the core Life Code of the Cybertron Robots.
No advanced operations required, Gao Gong's confidence in entering stems mainly from one reason—
He really knew what the password was.
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