Global wasteland: I am as good as a god with a machine

The figure Wu Mian saw was a member of the Worker Bee Organization.

Continuing to search around, more than one worker bee appeared.

Their clothes are not uniform, but everyone is wearing a cloak or a hat, so it is easier to distinguish them.

The worker bee members mingled among the crowd and formed a defensive formation. Nan Ci also appeared with a man who was half a head taller than him.

Rather than saying he is a man, it is more appropriate to call him a boy. That boy is Nan Ci’s younger brother Nan Yi. The young man is very handsome and has very clean eyes. He is just a little lame when he walks and his figure is slightly rickety.

, and all of this is thanks to the nine places.

After Shen Jiahong locked the Nanci siblings, he said to Wu Mian: "Their route was very hidden, and they hacked several unavoidable probes around them. However, our people deployed their defenses here in advance and set up hidden probes.

, the AI ​​system within Department Nine identified Nan Ci’s identity.”

When Wu Mian saw the figures of Nan Ci and his brother disappearing into Xianlefang, he frowned slightly: "Why did they appear here?"

"The Worker Bee Organization is the intelligence agency of the revolutionary army. As a middleman between various forces, Zhang Xingxian would have some information that they are interested in. It is reasonable."

Shen Jiahong had previously received an order from Wu Mian to release the Nanci siblings. He did not ask whether he wanted to arrest anyone, but asked tentatively: "Brother Ninth, do you think we should take any action?"

"Using the authority of the Nine Bureaus to turn off all the official probes on this street, it is impossible for the worker bee organization to do this. If they are caught by the official probes, they will be doomed."

Wu Mian gave the order in a calm tone: "Let the black hats from the information team hack into Xianlefang's system. I want to know what Nan Ci is here for."

Shen Jiahong hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but ask: "Brother Ninth, I know there are some things I shouldn't ask, but the Worker Bee Organization is our key target. You blatantly help the resistance, this kind of thing..."

"I'm not helping the rebels, I'm just helping my friends. The worker bee organization cannot pose the threat you imagined." Wu Mian waved his hand: "Just do it."

As the top intelligence agency in the country, Wu Mianjing carefully selected the black hats of the Nine Branches. Although Xianlefang's network defense measures were very complete, they were still quickly cracked in the face of many experts from the information group.

Wu Mian took the sunglasses-style portable computer, and the image of the probe inside Xianlefang appeared in his sight, and the noisy sounds inside could also be heard in his ears.

After Nan Ci entered the entertainment city, he was led by several strong men to the top floor. Passing several checkpoints along the way, he went to the office area of ​​the entertainment city where no one is allowed to enter.

The scene stopped abruptly, and Black Hat's voice came through the glasses' headset: "Wu Chu, we searched Tiangong Entertainment City. These guys are very cautious. There are no Internet-connected devices in their office area. We

It cannot be hacked through network means.”

Wu Mian took off his glasses and brought up the three-dimensional projection: "Check how many people in their office area are equipped with smart bracelets and synchronize the data with me."

"We cannot lock the office area because the data capture is two-dimensional rather than three-dimensional. We can only find out how many users there are in Xianlefang."

While Black Hat was talking, he had already transmitted the data to Wu Mian: "Xianlefang is a high-end entertainment venue. Within a radius of 200 meters from the center, a total of 315 people wear bracelets, including 226 from Golden Horse Technology.

Shajin Technology has 58 departments, United Industry has 24 departments, and unknown brands have 7 departments.”

Wu Mian recalled Nan Ci's bracelet model, logged into the case handling system of the 9th Office, and dialed Nan Ci's number using the virtual number.

A few seconds later, Nan Ci's voice came out: "Hello?"

The system's built-in advertisement began to broadcast: "Dr. Yang's Electrotherapy Withdrawal Hospital has a limited-time discount season. We will provide short video withdrawal, late-night withdrawal, sex addiction withdrawal, VR addiction, and AI fear syndrome in a professional way.

Waiting for a series of services..."

"Du...du..."

Nan Ci hung up the phone directly.

Wu Mian saw signal fluctuations in one of the seven unknown models of bracelets on the three-dimensional projection, and instantly locked it and cracked it.

Although Nan Ci's bracelet is several generations behind the existing devices on the market, after special modifications, it is not easy to crack. In order to avoid triggering the alarm system, Wu Mian directly gave up the device to break in, and instead used his own

The fingers are connected to the bracelet.

He originally cracked Zhang Fuhai's bracelet by logging into the backend of the device without a network connection. The difficulty was much simpler than this kind of Internet intrusion.

After several attempts, Wu Mian was unable to connect to the background of Nan Ci's bracelet. Just when he was about to give up, he suddenly thought of what Nan Ci had said to him.

The map used by the Worker Bee Organization is just based on the official open map, with a set of its own Trojan program implanted into it.

As a senior intelligence department, the Ninth Bureau has very high authority over this kind of software. If he uses software that has been added to the whitelist to invade the bracelet, he can avoid triggering the firewall of the device itself.

After struggling for about three minutes, Wu Mian finally took advantage of this loophole, obtained the voice and shooting permissions of the bracelet in the background, and put on the sunglasses-style portable computer again.

What came into view was a boot on the carpet, and the metal prosthetic device inside the boot could be vaguely seen. From the angle analysis, this should be Nan Ci's leg.

A male voice then came: "To be honest, the conditions you offered are not very attractive to me. Who doesn't know that you rebels are about to disappear from this world under the suppression of the government. As a

As a marginalized group outside of mainstream society, it’s really hard for me to believe that you can bring benefits to me.”

Nan Ci's voice also came out: "Mr. Zhang, this missing friend of mine is really important to me, and the conditions offered are the limit of what I can bear."

"Haha, interesting, really interesting!" Zhang Xingxian laughed loudly: "Don't you know that there are many organizations willing to pay high prices to buy your information from me?"

The screen shook, and Zhang Xingxian, who was over forty years old, appeared in Wu Mian's sight, with his hair slicked back.

Nan Ci continued: "But you didn't betray my information. The fact that we are still talking here shows that you are still interested in us. The person I am looking for is a very important partner. I must find him, no matter what.

cost!"

When Wu Mian heard Nan Ci's answer, he secretly cursed a fool for revealing his trump card. Wasn't he waiting for others to rip him off?

Sure enough, Zhang Xingxian leaned back and his attitude became lazy: "I can promise to help you find someone, but in addition to the conditions just now, I have to add one more thing. You owe me three lives. When necessary, I will appoint you

Carry out the assassination for me."

Nan Yi on the other side retorted emotionally: "You're dreaming! We rebels are not mercenaries! We won't do those evil things for you!"

Zhang Xingxian didn't care: "Then there's no need to talk."

"I agree!"

Nan Ci took a deep breath: "But this condition is promised to you personally by me, not by the rebels. And I want to emphasize that I will not kill synthetics or civilians!"

"I asked you to kill people because of your identity. Do you think I would let you kill ordinary people?"

Zhang Xingxian raised the corner of his mouth. After all, Nan Ci was a member of the resistance army. After the death, it probably no longer matters whether it was her or the resistance army who did it: "What's the name of your friend?"

"Wu Mian."

"Where's the other information?"

"No."

"Are you kidding? There are so many people with the same name in this country, where can I help you find him?"

While Nan Ci was talking, a sketch that Li Tong had secretly given to Wu Mianhua was pushed out along the table: "I have his portrait."