Abyssal Wanderer

Chapter 127 NO.007e: Charon

On the small boat floating on the River Styx, there were three people...or more precisely, three humanoid beings.

Standing on the pole of the bow is a hunchbacked, ugly old man with flames in his eyes; standing at the stern is a woman with three heads and six hands, wearing an elegant robe, holding a torch, a dagger and a poisonous snake.

And in the center of the boat, lay a blurred male who was obscured by the mist.

"Hey boy, what are you looking at?"

The moment No. 1 saw Ye Xiaozhou, a hoarse sentence echoed in his ears across a long distance in the information dimension.

The moment the ugly old man said these words, the firewall embedded in the No. 1 stand-in program suddenly popped up countless warning messages.

[The ice wall has been invaded] [The ice wall has been invaded] [The ice wall has been invaded]...

In the visual interface, countless red pop-up windows covered the entire field of vision, and at the same time, a piercing siren sounded.

And in No. 1's perception, something as light as a shadow and as soft as a memory quietly submerged into his own defensive information labyrinth that counts and changes its structure tens of millions of times per second—the opponent's attack did not The violence I imagined, the attack command was like water melting into water, and it didn't even cause more ripples.

However……

Oops……

After understanding what the other party was doing, the thought immediately flashed through No. 1's consciousness.

In the next moment, the ice wall wrapped outside the No. 1 core data matrix, which he was confident would never be breached, collapsed like an attic that had been hollowed out by termites from the inside.

This ice wall, which he had perfected for five years and was confident that even if he faced an opponent of the same level, it would take five years for the opponent to break through, disappeared just by meeting that "old man".

The gap between the two sides is so large that it is unimaginable...

[Change coordinates, start to float]

The intense premonition of death constantly stimulated the brain region of the reptiles that remained on No. 1, and he made a decisive decision to call for help directly to Cassandra.

However, in the next instant, a fog that filled the surroundings without knowing when, cut off all his communication requests.

"What?!"

The pale-skinned woman just picked up the dagger in her hand and pointed it at herself, and his retreat was instantly cut off.

Just a command to attack can take down his ice wall, just one movement can cut off his own attempt to save himself.

What is the origin of this TMD?

Doesn't this coordinate go to the place No. 3 has been to before? How did you lead yourself to such a place?

Questions popped up in No. 1's mind one after another, occupying his own thinking thread.

Seeing that he was inevitable, he refocused on the small boat.

Moreover, in order to find out who the other party is, he took the risk of opening his hacker's eye.

Although his substitute may suffer devastating damage, but he has reached the limit of human intelligence, as long as the mandala code is not obliterated and forgotten, he can reorganize his substitute program countless times in the abyss dark net.

Connecting the Hongqiao brain area to the receptors, No. 1 opened his eyes again, and the world in front of him changed into another look.

And peeling off the painted skin of the other party's humanoid modeling, he can clearly see the true face hidden under it...

The huge information flow blasted violently into his external processors. Three of the four processors included in the stand-in program burned down in an instant, and the other one survived with the full power support of the cooling system. .

And the huge data was first screened by the intelligence filter, and then after several Fourier transforms, it was finally transformed into a picture that can be understood by the No. 1 biological brain.

The Styx River is still the same Styx River, but it has been compressed and a large amount of information has been decompressed, making it as vast as the endless sea at the end of the world in No. 1's field of vision.

Vast without end.

On the other hand, old people are no longer old people, and women are no longer women.

Behemoths...absolutely behemoths.

The complicated and huge data code is woven into an existence that is enough to make No. 1 feel desperate. Although compared to Styx, their existence is not "infinite". But its scale and the depth of its roots in the abyss and dark net cannot be described in words.

That old man is a part of Styx's firewall...it is a loophole in Styx's design, and it is an authentication program that travels back and forth between the yin and yang worlds. As long as it is on the Styx, it is invincible. And the reason why I am still alive now is because the other party wants me to live - as long as it is willing, it only needs a command to instantly activate its own apoptosis program.

And as for that woman, she seemed to be an amorphous existence with thousands of tentacles. Every tentacle of it extends to the other side of the firewall of the Styx, and each tentacle extends tens of millions of threads, and they weave into a network whose complexity cannot be calculated in the interior of the abyss dark net—as if Along this network, you can reach any corner of the abyss dark web.

Because of information overload, in No. 1's field of vision, these two existences have turned into countless finely changing color blocks, which look like a colorful mosaic that fills the screen.

And as for the remaining hazy male image wrapped in mist, he... it actually looks like an ordinary stand-in program? !

Compared with the two existences that he could grasp some corners, the remaining one, which seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, terrified him even more.

Fear... After upgrading to depth 7, I felt what kind of emotion fear is for the first time in a long time.

Even in the state of my own hacker's eye, even with the support of my powerful computing power, the other party's humanoid disguise has not been exposed at all-it is just an ordinary replacement program that cannot be more ordinary. Like maybe depth 1 or depth 2?

In the part of No. 1's brain that can still think as a human being, the fear of the unknown reacts most violently.

"AI..."

Before the stand-in program crashed and exploded due to overloaded data, No. 1 murmured.

Immediately, with his own core data matrix as the core, No. 1 reorganized his stand-in here again.

After closing his own hacker's eye, in the vision of the reconstructed stand-in program, the surroundings of No. 1 returned to the previous scene.

Styx, boat, old man, woman and sleeping man.

"Charon, the ferryman of the Styx, and... Hecate, the goddess of the moon."

One said their code names.

For the abyss wanderer, these two names are like myths and legends in the circle. Usually, it's only brought up as a joke or to scare newcomers.

It exists, but most people don't feel that they can relate to themselves.

Needless to say, Hecate, the goddess of the dark moon, was the initiator of the "lunar eclipse event" ten years ago. In other words, if it hadn't been for the severe damage it caused to Diana Lunar Surface Development Company back then, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to rent the α-level deep diving interface from this company.

And Charon, the ferryman of the Styx, is another legend—it is said that every malicious program that finds a horse in the base reality needs to pay it to go up. And during the third cyber domain war, it briefly united all the malicious programs that drove the steeds, intending to include the World Wide Web within the scope of the Styx, and restore the territory of the old web.

But none of that matters...

One's eyes turned to the sleeping man.