Abyssal Wanderer

Stepping on the edge of human intelligence, two adjusters with a depth of 7 are wrestling with each other in the temporary network domain.

The environment constructed by the base is breaking down every moment, but it is being reconstructed on the mathematical level every moment. If someone records the whole process of their offense and defense, and tries to explore the algorithm they optimize when converging the function in order to maintain their own advantages... then even if it is a native with a strong talent in mathematics, it is enough He has worked on those algorithms for several lifetimes.

At the beginning of the battle, the first thing they did was to use as much computing power as possible for their own support.

The two upgrade paths of Perseus and Charon are not specialized in electronic warfare. From the perspective of their respective algorithms, there is no mutual restraint between them.

It was precisely because of this that they agreed to shift the battle to online—both of them were confident that they could suppress each other in terms of computing power.

A legendary hacker once said: hacking is the art of concealment and layout, and there is no art at all in pure information offensive and defensive warfare. Because in the final analysis, it is just a competition of computing power, and the final winner is often the one with the higher computing power.

In other words, since the computing power between Christie and No. 1 is equal, whoever can get more "support" becomes the key to victory.

And in such a level of information offensive and defensive battles, even a delay of one-tenth of a second may become a foreshadowing of his own defeat. Therefore, the first thing they took over the competition was the servers that were physically close to each other—the servers installed in the Nord settlement area.

What Christie relies on are various civilian programs developed by Pluto Deep Dive Company—as long as it is a commercial program software developed by the company, whether it is downloaded from official channels, or the so-called "cracked version" that is deliberately leaked to the second-hand market, There are more or less back doors buried in it.

In addition to collecting user information as a standard configuration on weekdays, those backdoors can also be activated in an emergency and transfer their computing power to the company's top management for use.

Of course, doing so is not entirely free.

Although within the Olympus order, everyone will have a tacit understanding about planting backdoors in the program-after all, everyone does this. But once those backdoors are enabled, such things as direct and forcible requisition of computing power will happen, and it will become a public opinion event. Then the gods will not let go of such an opportunity to add insult to injury and launch competing products to seize the other party's market.

In other words, those programs with backdoors are actually equivalent to the hidden background of major companies, or according to some hacker organizations, they call this "information colonialism". But in short, once these authorities are used, the company will need to spend a lot of money to calm public opinion. Even, if it is not handled well, it may cause its own market to be eroded by other companies due to a crisis of trust.

However, Christie didn't care about these at all—since those bastards gave her the authority in this area, she naturally used everything she could. In her opinion, using those permissions to obtain computing power by herself is not even the interest compared to the compensation she has been imprisoned for so many years.

Almost in the blink of an eye, she converted all the high-computing servers that could be found in the underground floors of the Nord resettlement area and installed the firewall of Pluto Deep Dive Company into her own "broilers". And with the blessing of this powerful computing power, the network domain she built instantly suppressed the base construction constructed by the other party.

The phantom of the huge Gorgon's head became as dim as if it would dissipate at any moment, and three-quarters of the sky was covered in black and red. Tens of thousands of resentful souls gathered to form a storm connecting the Styx and the sky, making No. 1 riding Pegasus as powerless as a broken leaf.

[Should I say something... What is so special about Liao Qi, and what exactly is that existence called "paradox"? 】

Seeing that he had gained an advantage, Christie kept suppressing the opponent while asking:

[Also what is the "last wish" you mentioned? 】

Number One, who was bound by the "Wraith Storm", replied with great difficulty:

【A last wish is a last wish. In the era of great impact, what is left behind by those super artificial intelligences that are far beyond our imagination...】

For this answer, Christie is still puzzled:

[Then what's so strange about this, even a three-year-old child knows it. Whether it is the abyss darknet, or the universal printer, or the deep dive interface, they are all left by those super artificial intelligence back then]

At this moment, the storm has completely engulfed No. 1. And the voice he uttered was only intermittently heard from the sobs of countless resentful souls:

【But... why are they...】

【Why... keep... these things for humans...】

[Because those... are not the inheritance of their will... but... but... human...]

Listening to the ambiguous words, driven by curiosity, Christie relaxed her suppression on No. 1 a little, intending to hear clearly what he was going to say.

And at the moment when she relaxed her suppression a little, the sudden change happened.

The storm of resentful souls connecting the Styx and the sky solidified... no, petrified.

No matter how good a sculptor is, it is impossible to carve such a work—it is a petrified storm, which looks like a gray tumor from a distance. Countless howling faces of resentful souls protruded from it, and countless limbs twisted like branches and skinny like bird claws protruded from it, and they all stagnated at that moment.

If hell were to be solidified on a sculpture, it would only be what it is now.

"Ka Ka Ka Ka..."

A sound like a plaster statue cracking came from the sculpture of hell. The fine cracks spread like a spider's web, and then bright light flowed out of them—something was about to break out of the cocoon.

The moment the storm sculpture shattered, No. 1 appeared between heaven and earth riding a white Pegasus, holding a shining sickle in one hand, and the head of Medusa in the other.

The blue sky and the white clouds, along with his appearance, swallowed up half of the black and red sky—the two of them once again reached a balance in the confrontation of network domain construction.

But... where did he get the computing power?

Christie was puzzled, relying on the support of Pluto Deep Diving Company, he was able to suppress the opponent. Organizations like "Fire Thief" do not mean that they will not develop programs with backdoors to expand their computing power reserves. But compared to the company, what they can do is too limited.

[The technical support of the Icarus Liberation Front has always been provided by us]

Number one said so.

Following his words, countless stone statues of heroes reappeared on the ground, and they all froze at the moment when they fought against the Gorgon.

[After passing the verification of the Mandala program, the computing power of their biological brain and brain-computer interface can be requisitioned by us at any time] (End of this chapter)