Abyssal Wanderer

"Deep dive interface? What the hell are you talking about?"

The leader of the hacker group was the first to express doubts.

For this, Liao Qi let out a long breath and said:

"Their deaths have proved a little... the universal printer in the Theseus Freight Company, in addition to being a universal printer, it is also a deep diving interface."

The so-called deep dive interface is a special universal printer.

This is the conclusion he came to.

Liao Qi turned his head while speaking, his eyes swept over everyone present.

"In other words, the Icarus Liberation Front will soon get our own deep dive interface!"

He raised his voice, trying to sound as inspiring as the news itself.

In this era of advanced and barbaric intertwined, if we only start from the potential, we can roughly divide the forces other than super enterprises into three levels.

Without a universal printer and a deep dive interface, they can only be a third-rate force as a thug.

A second-rate force with a universal printer and a certain hematopoietic ability.

And, at the same time, it has the first-class power of universal printer and deep diving interface.

Now, the Icarus Liberation Front is about to get its own deep-diving interface-the ability to salvage and print in deep dives by itself, which makes them more than ten times the height they can theoretically achieve in the future?

Even so...they died because of my command.

After saying these words, Liao Qi thought to himself.

Forcibly maintaining an appearance of boosting morale, but at this moment, the emotions belonging to Liao Qi's part are gnawing at his emotions.

He knew everyone who died, and like the people who died in those organizations in the past, they were once their own bloodless family members, close friends; they all had joy and sorrow together.

Memories of the past resurfaced uncontrollably in his mind, and at the moment he didn't feel any better because of it.

It's just that at the moment, the situation doesn't leave much time for him to be sentimental.

Now, he must immediately remind Booker that he cannot continue to let the universal printer/deep diving interface continue to open the way to the abyss and dark net.

However, what method can I use to notify Booker now?

At this moment, Booker is in the "Theseus Warehouse", and the signal is still silent.

Now that I can't even use the "Mandala" password, is there any way to notify Booker, who I don't even know where he is?

The answer is yes.

Liao Qi, who was in the basic reality, could not be notified, but Jiang Zhou, who was in the dark net of the abyss, could think of a way.

At this moment, Jiang Zhou, who was walking with Christie and was about to leave the Narcissus Plain, saw Booker Irwin's name light up on the interface where he was pulling people.

This means that he is now connected to the abyss dark net.

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This is impossible!

Facing the sudden message, Booker froze in place for a moment.

Have you been discovered?

But how is this possible?

When sneaking, I have completely entered the state of information silence. In theory, he shouldn't have received any messages.

Not only that, as an adjustment and transformation of Depth 4, is the photon invisibility effect of "Hyena's Helm" so easy to see through?

Booker did not act rashly, but stopped and observed carefully.

The celestial globe floating at the same height as him hovered motionless as if confronting him. And the five crystal-like blue rings are slowly rotating like Saturn's star rings. That unhurried look released an invisible pressure.

On the other hand, it is very strange to Booker that the drone array of the Theseus Cargo Company is still trying in vain to intercept the universal printer module that is flying away-whether it is for this "celestial globe" , or for himself who is in a stealth state, the drone array all turn a blind eye.

The external loops that assist tactical analysis are spinning crazily at this moment. Based on the existing information, they constantly propose new tactical plans, but they are immediately rejected.

There is simply too much unknown information.

The "celestial globe" that suddenly appeared in front of me was too mysterious no matter how I looked at it.

Being able to send warnings to oneself when the signal is silent, being able to see through one's disguise in an instant, scanning out one's upgrade path and adjusting the depth in an instant...

And, before the magician acted, they checked so many times. Haven't found such a thing to exist...

Even though he has regained the depth 4 weapon now, facing such a mysterious existence with completely unknown strength, Booker still feels a little uncertain.

He couldn't even see what kind of armament this "celestial globe" would carry—a structure made of five blue concentric crystal rings, like a celestial globe. Can such an abstract shape really exist in the underlying reality?

As far as this shape is more suitable for appearing in fantasy-themed games, compared to self-discipline machines, it is more like a malicious program that will be found in the dark net of the abyss... right?

In the blink of an eye, Booker thought of a possibility.

If that's the case, then it all makes sense...

The thing that appeared in front of his eyes was not a physical existence, but had hacked into his own defense program.

And the time to hack him was... when he was connected to the universal printer before.

And this is why, right now, I am clearly in a state of signal silence, and the other party can still send me a message without being physically invaded.

Because it was a malicious program that was implanted into its own brain-computer interface when it was printing - it was "local".

And this can also explain why it can instantly know its upgrade path and adjustment depth.

Thinking of this, Booker carefully recalled the previous message sent by the other party:

[The upgrader of the Perseus path was detected, non-interviewee, threat level 4, non-interviewee]

[Warning, it has been detected that you have activated the coffin, please stop the operation of the coffin immediately, and hand over the activation authority]

[Otherwise, the garrison system will be activated and the authority to clear it will be obtained]

The other party didn't mention any words about "Freight of Theseus", but only asked him to stop starting the universal printer and hand over the printer's activation authority.

In other words... this "celestial globe" is not a security program of the "Theseus Freight Company".

It's the defense program that comes with this universal printer.

It's just... what's the use of thinking about it?

Looking at the "Planetarium" that was gradually approaching him, Booker thought helplessly.

He is not a hacker, and his ability to attack and defend in information warfare relies entirely on the performance of the pre-installed firewall to protect himself.

But right now, because the firewall needs to be "manually" turned off to prevent errors when starting the universal printer, the other party should have easily hacked into his prosthetic body by taking advantage of that opportunity.

Facing this kind of non-physical enemy, what can I do? Is it possible that he can still use the performance of the biological brain to fight against those hacked plug-ins on his body?

It's completely unexpected that "Operation Magician" would fail for such an unexpected reason.

Booker lamented.

Not only was a gram of antimatter wasted. Maybe it will be exposed because of this, and even my own life will be involved-after all, my life is completely in the hands of the other party right now.

Just when he was hesitating in despair, and was about to hand over the printing authority he had just obtained, a vision suddenly happened.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the surrounding scene has undergone earth-shaking changes.

He and the "celestial globe" came to a dilapidated city from the well-arranged warehouse of "Theseus Cargo" in an instant.

The buildings here seem to be being eroded by something, constantly peeling off fragments and disappearing as data streams.

At this moment, they were in a square, and around them, there were countless howling men and women.

Those people seem to be experiencing the most painful torture in the world. They fell to their knees, wailing, self-mutilating, screaming, and crying incessantly.

And then... kill yourself.

"There is some garbage around that hasn't been disposed of, so don't pay too much attention to it."

At this time, a voice echoed over the city.

That's the sound of "paradox". (end of this chapter)