Start with a Mechanical Hunter

   "If there are no moral limits, the world will be in complete chaos," Collider said with a serious face.

   "But if morality is shackled, the world will be clamped by seven inches."

  Tong looked at the transformed robot with a strange expression, she rarely saw this guy look so serious.

   "But isn't that nice?"

   What falls into Tong's eyes are the clean and tidy streets, politely smiling pedestrians, and faces full of hope.

  ‘Foreigners, please pay attention, foreigners, please pay attention! ’

  ‘Only by implanting a moral chip can you be eligible to enter the city that never sleeps. ’

  Three mechanical eyeliners rolled down, blocking the three. On the mechanical tentacle, a mechanical claw opened, and an insertion needle popped out, only not one centimeter away from Tong's purple eyeball.

  ‘The higher-level permissions are checked, the implantation is canceled, and I wish you a happy life. ’

The    mechanical needle was retracted, and the three mechanical eyeliners 'swiped', flew into the high-rise buildings, and disappeared.

   "This is the problem," Collider said calmly: "If you limit your morality to a certain range, what are you going to do with people outside this circle?"

   After speaking, he collided with a mouthful of thick phlegm and spit it directly on the trousers of a pedestrian not far away.

  However, to the surprise of the young girl, everyone's expressions did not change at all, including the person who was spit, who also took out a tissue with a smile, wiped off the stolen goods, and threw them into the trash.

"I don't know."

   "Disgust breeds anger, anger breeds violence, and violence breeds disaster, so disgust is a dangerous emotion that needs to be controlled."

   "Then no one cares?"

   was in charge, and soon, two security robots came over, their eyes glowed red, and an electronic sound rang from the horn.

   "Spitters, you will be fined 300 and lectured on the law of the city that never sleeps."

   "Higher privilege detected, penalty revoked."

   "Look, that's it."

   "You shouldn't do this! The reputation of our Mobile in the Shell has been ruined by you!" Tong gave him a dissatisfied look, then turned to look at the other guy: "Chappie, you also talk about him."

   "Snoring, snoring—"

   The dark-rimmed youth named Chappie fell asleep standing up.

   "This guy is online again without a word, **** it! Collider, you are carrying him."

   "Let him stay here, anyway, it's safe enough here," the collider picked him up unceremoniously and threw him on a park deck chair.

   "You go to the main brain area of ​​this mechanical city to check the information. As for me, go meet the woman's lover for a while."

   "Be careful, we're here to gather information, don't start a fight as soon as you come up," Tong glanced at Cha Pae worriedly, and whispered, "Hinwei, protect this guy."

  'Okay, Captain Tong,' three crisp loli voices sounded.

  Hidden Guard, the latest model of stealth robot, which can be used for both land, sea and air.

   At this time, Chappie was surfing the Internet.

  Cyberspace is composed of countless network nodes, which can be online communities, communities, or even unhealthy websites.

   In the physical sense, there is only one cyberspace in the city that never sleeps, but in essence, it is formed by the overlapping of countless virtual spaces.

  Chappie - home city hacker, nicknamed by people, super power Chappie.

   He is one of the few hackers who can connect to the Internet without an access pod.

   This has nothing to do with his hacking skills, but because he is a psychic.

   And his super power just happens to be very suitable for being a hacker.

   His superpower is called 'Virtual Thinking' - the ability to think without the aid of a brain.

   This allows him to freely enter different virtual spaces.

   At this time, the place he came to is called "Beautiful World", a public welfare community, a place where the cyber people hang around for a long time.

   In this place, their fantasies will be materialized, becoming novels, objects, and the second world.

  A long time ago, there was an ancient profession called web writer. Later, since AI got involved, this profession was eliminated.

   Practitioners either pick up trash or sell themselves.

   Later, the AI ​​writer was replaced by a better world, and the AI ​​writer was unemployed again.

   The welfare community of the Cyber ​​Proving Ground is definitely not unilaterally 'giving welfare'.

   On the one hand, the cyber people linger in it and cannot extricate themselves.

   On the other hand, some emerging companies have obtained a large amount of free "artificial data" through these public communities, which is obviously more creative than the "artificial data" attracted by holographic advertisements.

   These public communities are all open source, and even monopoly companies cannot monopolize them, because this is the site of the mechanical mastermind.

   However, when Chappie entered it, he found that a large number of 'dream realms' were destroyed, a large number of 'two creations' were destroyed, and a large number of 'personal worlds' were compressed and recycled.

   After installing the moral chip, these things belong to the existence of "violating morality".

   And this type of 'illegal data' will be recycled by Unreal.

   Probably because the 'Cyber ​​Killer' is a humanoid, these companies tend to be humanoid when creating antivirus software.

  'Beautiful Type IV Defense', 'Virtual Type VI Defense', 'Depth Guardian', 'Supervision Executor'...

  The data strength of these antivirus software is between Red Wing and Silver Wing, but their technical data are all corporate confidential, so in some respects, they are even more troublesome than ordinary cyber killers.

   At this time, Chappie saw fantasy girls with different busts being pulled out by chains and tied tightly. These girls kept calling out the names of the Cyber ​​clan.

   As we all know, the dead house is generally the king of the keyboard. Without the keyboard, the combat power of these people will be greatly reduced, not to mention that they can't even get on the Internet now.

  Chappie frowned at this scene.

   Monopoly!

   Although the evolution of every giant enterprise has to go through this process.

   But I have to say, the food looks a bit ugly.

   As an official, he cannot interfere with the evolution of local artificial data at will.

  There is no evolution, no big data monopoly, how will new technology, new ecology, and new thinking be born?

   What I just don’t know is that with so much ‘ethical data’, what is this ‘unreal conglomerate’ going to produce.

"Um?"

  Chappie suddenly stared at a bubble in the air. From this bubble, he felt unusual data fluctuations.

   Sure enough, the next moment, one after another, reloaded mechanical beauties fell from the sky and entered the antivirus software.

  Heavy mechanical mecha, big breasts, blindfolds, belly, thighs, red lips, in short, full of elements.

   Otaku who like heavy metal are in the minority.

   Especially this otaku is also a hacker.

   Obviously, this group of antivirus software dug up a treasure.

  Five or six mechanical beauties and pigs rushed in, and as soon as their long legs were swept away, four humanoid software were broken, which was very violent aesthetics.

   A big sister's mechanical right hand was transformed into an electric drill, and a row of anti-virus software was immediately scrambled into garbled codes.

   But the antivirus software's counterattack has also begun.

  Beautiful Defense opens its hands, and a large data network is formed. The nodes on the network are hyperlinks, which can directly send you to the enterprise data prison.

   The virtual guard grabbed the data girls and inhaled them.

   There are also antivirus software that directly change a building and hit these beauties.

   These mechanical beauties saw that the situation was not good. One person grabbed two or three girls, and the jets on their backs spewed a large amount of data flames and began to retreat in an organized manner.

  Chappie's expression suddenly changed, his figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, it was another block.

   The neighborhood is empty, with no human data and no antivirus software.

  ' Strange, could it be a hallucination? ’

   After Chappie left, a layer of blue light covered the entire block again, and the humanoid antivirus software and a large amount of manual data were swept out.

   But they were all motionless, as if immobilized.

  Two figures walked out of the alley. They were wearing black robes. The robes were inlaid with red eyeballs. The eyeballs were still moving and blinking from time to time.

   "Traitors of the mother city, why are they here?" A figure asked curiously.

The other did not say a word, and looked straight at a girl. The template of that girl was Asuna, who was popular a long time ago, with brown hair, big watery eyes, and a determined look in exhaustion. Very - book.

   The man walked over directly.

   "Nightmare, does this remind you of the years when you were a cyber clan, the rotten youth, beautiful illusions, and charming girls, ah, I really want to continue to rotten."

  Nightmare walked to the opposite side of ‘Asuna’ and stared at her with pitch-black eyes. The next moment, he grabbed the girl’s head and covered it with a black personality fluid. In the girl’s desperate eyes, Nightmare’s palms pressed hard.

  Girl disintegrates into artificial data of flying shots.

   "Hey, hey hey..."

  Nightmare let out a hoarse shriek of laughter.

   "Tsk tsk, a completely blackened cyber clan, so scary!"

  The man wanted to say something stupid. The next moment, the visual collector suddenly received serious interference, and the black mosaic kept flashing, as if everything was melting.

   "Hey, just kidding, everyone is from an organization, the goal this time is Jidai, hey hey hey, I finally managed to put together a piece of personality!

  ”

   There was a sour chewing sound, and a large amount of data flesh was turned into source code.

  …

   "You look for my boss, the boss is not here."

   Looking at the NPC full of blood-red question marks in front of him, Baozi looked alert.

   "Not here," Collider grinned, pushed open the door unceremoniously, and looked around: "Let me see, are you hiding? I despise this kind of little white face who eats with rich women!"

   "Hey, what the **** are you doing!?"

  Bun quickly pressed the alarm button, and after a few mechanical eyeliners flew over, he swiftly left.

  I rub it, is this official robot also bullying the soft and afraid of the hard?

   "I heard that you are looking for me?"

   Just as the collider was about to turn the entire store upside down, a faint voice sounded.

   "It's you who I'm looking for!" The collider, which was nearly three meters high, turned back, and seemed to be biting metal sparks from its teeth.