The world-devouring dragon

In the first class cabin of a certain airliner flying to the Netherlands.

"With only these clues, how can I find someone? The elders of the monastery really gave me a big problem."

Crossing his legs and flipping through the thick pile of information in front of him, Roberts complained that although the information was thick, there was not a lot of useful information in it. Some of the information was obviously known to the person who provided it, but he deliberately concealed it, or even To the point where he refuses to let go of any clues, as if he is trying his best to cover up something.

What on earth had this little guy committed that made the Priory so cautious?

Looking at the information in his hand, even though he knew he shouldn't inquire about this kind of information, Roberts couldn't help but feel a little confused.

“If you can’t find it in the information, it’s better to go and take a look on the spot.”

The woman wearing sunglasses next to him was lying comfortably on the seat, drinking juice, and said that as a friend who has known Roberts for more than ten years, she and Roberts are obviously the most tacit partners.

"Let's see what we can find... I hope it won't be in vain."

Roberts closed the document and said casually.

…

USA, New York suburbs, early morning.

"Good morning Mrs. Melissa."

"Good morning, Julie..."

Walking on the road, carrying a vegetable basket and saying hello to the acquaintances she met, Mrs. Melissa's face was full of smiles. The weather today was also very sunny and it was another peaceful day. But when she turned her eyes to When she was heading somewhere, looking at the room with the curtains closed, she couldn't help but murmur in her heart.

In Mrs. Melissa's opinion, her new resident is a very strange person.

This is not a prosperous area in New York. It is far away from the city, and neither the traffic nor the signal are good, but this young man with a haggard face came here directly and decided to rent it.

Although occasionally some poor students who came to study in New York would live here, Mrs. Melissa was sure that this new young man was not one of them, not to mention that Mrs. Melissa had never seen him leave the house. , he prepared a bunch of compressed food, and he didn’t know what to do in the room all day long. The most important thing was that he spent a lot of money and directly rented the house for a year. This is definitely not what a poor student can do.

But Mrs. Melissa is not a person who likes to inquire about other people. She has great respect for other people's privacy, so that's what happened.

"Strange young man..."

Looking at her rented house, the curtains were tightly closed, and she couldn't see what was going on inside at all. Mrs. Melissa muttered in her mouth, but turned around to sell ingredients at the nearby Wal-Mart supermarket.

But when she turned around, she was completely unaware that there was a pair of eyes behind her staring at her...

Behind the closed curtains, the room was dark. Through the tiny gaps in the curtains, a pair of eyes stared at Mrs. Melissa, who was walking on the sidewalk carrying a vegetable basket. After making sure Mrs. Melissa was gone, the owner of those eyes silently read her lips.

"...Good morning, madam...strange young man..."

If Melissa were by his side, she would be shocked to find that the owner of the eyes was completely repeating what she had said to her neighbor.

Finally, the owner of the eyes nodded as if he had confirmed something.

"I'm not going to report it. I haven't been exposed yet."

He turned his head and looked at everything in front of him. It was an extremely messy room, with electronic parts and some strange devices scattered everywhere, as well as that weird computer shining with light.

Yes, this was his current situation, a situation he had never imagined before.

He pushed away the clutter on the table, stared at the various codes on the computer, and then his hands flew across the mechanical keyboard.

Different from the common WIN operating system, its interface looks extremely simple and primitive, because it was written by Bruni himself. He has not considered the issue of interface beautification at all. Anyway, it is enough for him to understand. A hacker has long been accustomed to full code command manipulation.

As for MicroPort's WIN operating system? He doesn't trust this operating system at all. This system, which is full of loopholes, is just a thing to fool the general public. It is created purely to make it easier for the ignorant public to operate PCs, and is used by novices who don't understand.

There is no camera, no headset, and no external equipment that are commonly used in computers. Except for a typewriter similar to that of the telegraph era that serves as an input keyboard, there is no extra function. It is precisely because of his superb skills that Bruni can deeply understand what is happening in the world. How easy it is to leak information about yourself in this day and age.

You never know what programs the software you download is secretly running. You never know that the webpage you click on is silently recording your browsing habits and guessing your behavior. You never know how many people have invaded your camera. And I have peeked at your big face through your camera, and even the simple browsing itself is recording your various behaviors at all times...

Telephones, fax machines, mobile phones, game consoles... and even some sex toys with remote control functions. Anything that passes through the network or even non-network is a tool and surveillance in the eyes of hackers.

"How to escape surveillance? Your only option is to give up all the tools of modern life, escape to the unknown forest, and live a self-sufficient primitive life."

This is a bad joke among hackers.

In this world full of the Internet, hackers know countless things that are far beyond ordinary people's imagination. They can spy on everyone, invade banks, invade national institutions, and even use social engineering to invade physically isolated environments.

In this world where technology is the only criterion, they are unscrupulous, but as the most powerful hacker in the world, Bruni has never been known to anyone. He possesses amazing talent and intelligence. He has understood his talent since he wrote his first program at the age of 3, because he fully understands the principle of "good swimmers die by drowning" and always maintains a high level of intelligence. of low-key behavior until...

something happens.

"...427647 surveillance...49684 abnormal targets...187 dangerous targets...11 highly dangerous targets...no danger at the moment..."

Next to this operation interface, there is a special icon display, and a string of special letters displays detailed information.

Tiramisu, an Italian snack, is also Bruni’s favorite delicacy, so he named the auxiliary AI he designed “Tiramisu”. Although a bit crude, there is no doubt that Tiramisu is the world's top AI, with a highly complex logic system and a specially modified machine. This is also Bruni's most powerful weapon.

In the past, relying on tiramisu, Bruni even became the ruler of the entire world for a time...

He successfully manipulated the entire network.

Relying on the supercomputer in the basement that is larger than several villas, the ultra-high computing power of Tiramisu invaded countless places, and once controlled the entire world's network, all surveillance, all secret agencies, and even just the cloth Rooney is willing, even if the nuclear bomb launcher is theoretically physically disconnected and can only be operated manually, he can press it through social engineering.

The intellectual achievements of mankind for thousands of years and the highest power of mankind were once completely controlled by one person.

All mobile phones, computers, cameras... have all become Bruni's eyes. Through more than billions of surveillances and relying on tiramisu, he silently monitors the entire world and people in the world. He knows everything He can even predict the future of mankind by predicting the character and behavior of all mankind based on people's actions and information.

He can become the apparent President of the United States, as long as he is willing to spend a few years, even if he is not yet old enough to run this year, he will definitely achieve this goal, even if the Constitution is amended for this purpose; he can also build an unprecedented family. Huge company, because he can know all the frustrated talents and emerging technologies; even the ancient legends and weird creatures hidden in the back of the world cannot escape his eyes. When those things are arguing, he has no idea that there is a person. Staring at them with cold and indifferent eyes...

Yes, he is the God of the New World.

His power once approached omniscience and omnipotence in a certain sense, and he was able to do everything that humans can achieve. However, precisely because he knew so much...

He trembled with fear.

"Those idiots never know what they are facing."

Weirdly squatting on the stool, habitually biting his nails, looking at the surveillance cameras looking for his "agents" and "mercenaries", Bruni made a sneer. This is his habit. But this kind of sneer is more like an attempt to eliminate some uneasiness and fear in his heart.

He knew that the organization called the "Hermitage" was trying its best to find him, and even the "Freemasons" were assisting in the search for him at the request of the Hermitage.

Of course, they are no longer called Freemasons. During this long period of time, the Freemasons have inevitably exposed their own flaws and been written about by many novelists. They had to abandon their shell and change their name to "Brightness". Association." As for the Freemasonry that is still recruiting people, it is just a cover to deceive people, an ordinary fan association.

The only people who really know about him are the Priory, that ancient organization that is deeply involved in the "Key to the World". Only a dozen people really know about his existence. The others are just trying to find a man named "Umberto... Bruni" is just a young hacker.

Yes, his only opponent was the Priory.

The Priory...

Silently thinking in his heart, he squatted on the stool and held his head. He knew clearly that Tiramisu was monitoring the surrounding environment at all times, but he felt an unspeakable fear, a deep and pure instinct. Deep trembling.

His pupils dilated unconsciously, as if those whispered dreams and lingering nightmares were still echoing in his ears and in front of his eyes.

"Those guys are so stupid that they think monsters are humans..."