’Plan?’
Dou exchanged a glance with his chief scientist, both showing interest in the plan.
In corporate wars, companies were adversaries, but companies and military groups rarely conflicted, for a simple reason: military groups seldom have their own tech routes.
Especially new military forces like Du Gao Technology, with decent strength and good reputation, they’re more likely to earn the favor of companies.
This is also why Director Du could effortlessly acquire the contact information of most erging company leaders.
Gao Gong stepped forward with sincerity:
"Here’s my plan: we’ll take over the maintenance of the artificial data handled by the Neuro Editing Group, and then we’ll deal with Vinos Life Technology."
Dou snapped out of his brief daze, his expression turned grim:
"What do you an?"
"It’s just what it says."
Gao Gong stepped out quickly, as if breaking through space, his other hand flashed from his side, grasping the opponent’s neck and elevating him. The severe lack of oxygen turned the opponent’s face scarlet.
"Dou Boss, what do you think of my idea?" Gao Gong tilted his head, smiling.
The chief scientist beside him suddenly changed his expression and vociferously questioned, "’Biochemical Brain Machines’ are enemies to us all, why is it logical not to join forces against the enemy but instead engage in self-destruction!?"
"Isn’t that because you all think like that, making it possible for to et you two?"
This move not only stunned the two but also shocked the three who accompanied Gao Gong.
"So ruthless, it’s not like we’re starting off with a club when demanding wages," Black Python muttered.
As for Scorpion, she started doubting if working for the other party was a wise choice.
Although Dou’s face was flushed red, his eyes emitted a chilling, violent light as he struggled to speak:
"You’ll regret what you did!"
In the next mont, Gao Gong released his grip, and the youth’s body dispersed like smoke.
"I anticipated this."
Gao Gong muttered, no Cyber Test Field super entrepreneur would lack a few tricks for escape.
This move was likely ’Human Body Information Transmission,’ a skill similar to instant teleportation.
The surrounding environnt suddenly turned dark, like countless angry cries echoing.
"Tsk tsk, environntal interference."
However, a large ’Prey Mark’ clearly indicated his location, three floors underground, moving swiftly.
Gao Gong turned, grabbed the chief scientist nearby, and with a smile said, "Do a favor, point the way."
"Assassination doesn’t solve any problems, at most you can only eliminate the Boss’s clone," the Host Brain grumbled, "We have no direct conflict of interest; we share a common enemy."
"Don’t worry, we’ll soon be mutual friends."
Gao Gong’s foot suddenly changed shape, becoming several tis thicker, with sinews and bones in a patterned spiral. This was the leg of the B-level Radiation Beast, the Earth-Shaking Rhinoceros.
"Black Python!"
"Boss, what’s the order?"
"Hold on to your wife."
"Got it!"
Gao Gong refrained from replying, stomped down fiercely, and next mont, from the center of his foot, dense spider webs spread frantically, and after three seconds, the entire floor collapsed with a roar.
Gao Gong clutched the Host Brain and directly dropped down.
Before landing, a ’buzz buzz’ noise erupted that made ear drums explode, visibly they were endless chanical Bees.
Every company participating in war would manufacture large amounts of transford soldier species; these soldier species are asured by millions, and on Gao Gong’s current floor, there were at least a hundred thousand ’chanical Bees,’ 30-level chanical transformation soldiers.
"If you stop now, I can still persuade you, we’re not enemies!" the Host Brain shouted.
His boss could run away, but he couldn’t, so regardless of the opponent’s success or failure, he would definitely not end well.
"Hehe."
Gao Gong ignored him, rubbed his fingers, a glorious, awe-inspiring golden light erged, and as he clenched his palm fiercely, night turned into day, Emperor’s Light intimidated so machines, where it passed, chanical bees dropped like downti, the ground resonated with the sound of heavy objects crashing.
But when Gao Gong tried the sa trick to collapse the ground again, an accident happened, the floor seemingly turned into soft clay, half of his calf sank into it, Earth-Shaking Rhinoceros’s signature move was ineffective.
’Boss, I must remind you, many real-world paraters have been modified.’
Scorpion was held in princess carry by Black Python, glasses’ mirror displayed vast data, countless virtual machines began forming, their computational power frighten her into a pale face.
"The state you ntioned, where Cyber Space becos reality, it has appeared!"
Gao Gong extracted his foot, in the Prey Mark, the opponent’s shell clearly was on the next level, but a re floor seed a huge chasm.
One side digital, one side reality.
After he activated Virtual Field of View, he saw clearly that the ground was no longer the floor but dense white fog.
Where the mist expanded, aside from chanical skeletons, all flesh vanished.
This explains why all physical layer attacks vanished, all converted to Sensory Signals.
Inside the mist, marble columns rose, each hanging hundreds of faces.
Once faces appeared, the mist’s density rose sharply, enveloping the view.
"Tsk tsk, this density is five tis that of regular corporate-level firewalls." Gao Gong muttered, yet unsurprised.
Every corporate war would see so ’Version’s Sons,’ and this cycle’s ’Version’s Son’ was undoubtedly ’Cyber Network Corporation.’
Gao Gong waved his hand, ’Desert Eagle’ materialized, ’Source Code Killer’ bullets accurately hit a face.
A trickle of blood erged from the forehead of the face.
In reality, a modified white-collar worker shook and collapsed, their chanical brain at the back of the head fuming white smoke.
Then the face gradually withdrew, another unfamiliar face squeezed from the column.
"So, if I want to break this virtual space, I must eliminate all ’chanical Brain’ users?"
Gao Gong mused.
"Goodness, no wonder you’re a young genius, figuring out future Mother City’s strictly banned operations so quickly."
After the ’Electronic Brain Plan’ completed, everyone’s consciousness uploaded to Cyber Space, aning all consciousness linked together.
In other words, your consciousness may not truly belong to you, nor might your life.
"Boss, I really feel following you was a mistake."
Scorpion jumped down from her husband’s embrace, sighed, and said.
"I have to set things clear, if you don’t cure my daughter’s illness afterward, we’ll turn away for sure."
"Of course," Gao Gong chuckled, not minding her attitude at all.
"Next, I’ll need your help to crack this virtual space."
Scorpion gave a huge eye roll, but didn’t refuse, soon electronic scorpions of sinister appearance descended from her, crawled in all directions, pincers occasionally embedded in the void, pinching out codes and burning them.
Seeing this abnormality, Black Python’s eyes widened.
"Impressive, huh? This creature is called Widow Scorpion, every bite it takes reduces Reproductive System Transformation Rate slightly, and once the data hits zero, guess what happens?"
Black Python swallowed hard, glanced down to his crotch, and said with effort:
"No way it zeros even that, right?"
"You guessed it."
As scorpions multiplied, the mist began surging, as if provoked, mosaics and marble columns alternated flashing, eventually fixed as countless light streams, each strand froze like a teoric star, nurous streams interweaving, creating a splendid yet static scene, electric currents ford synapses, illuminating radiant flow.
"Soone used to say, human brain is like a star system, brain region is the star zone, neural lines are arms, places connecting synapses are planets, neural currents breed life, while at the center, it shines with wisdom and black holes."
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