Players Invade Cyberpunk-Chapter 644 - 207: The Old Net—Mine’s a Bit Big, Bear With It (2)

What?

You say a hacker of this level can't break into the data fortress of a big company?

What nonsense is that, Bartmos treats each company like his backyard, as long as you're not completely physically disconnected, a hacker of this level won't be stopped if they choose to get in.

"I'm a hacker for the New American Special Intelligence Bureau, Song Zhaomei, President Miles' personal bodyguard."

New America...

Lin Miao's heart sank.

Could it be that military technology has discovered something about me?

The two sides are still in a honeymoon phase, with several joint development projects.

But military technology has probed Lin Miao's background more than once, and even among the employees he's recently hired, there are surely undercover agents from several companies, though it's a nonverbal understanding.

"Are you threatening me?"

"No, I'm not trying to threaten you two, just answering your question."

Song Zhaomei knows very well that threatening with New America is useless because these guys dared to make jokes about Miles himself within the Black Wall. They're audacious, lawless, just like Bartmos.

"What do you mean you heard someone talking in the Black Wall data stream, and just curiously followed it here?"

Song Zhaomei spilled everything about how she discovered this place like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, without any intention of hiding anything.

Lin Miao didn't expect players to be discovered due to such a big blunder.

But this is just too outrageous.

It's akin to someone on the East Coast saying something, and a person on the West Coast hearing it, without any energy loss in transmission?

Then Lucy softly explained in Lin Miao's ear: "In cyberspace, everything done or said leaves information and traces, but the blending of information during transmission results in severe distortion of the original content. Normally, it couldn't be transmitted that far."

Lucy also didn't expect anyone to intercept the information left by players in the Black Wall, let alone that it could transmit so far to be picked up coincidentally by a hacker thousands of miles away.

This was related to her own blind faith in the power of the Black Wall and neglecting to encrypt and lock the data beforehand.

Lin Miao didn't notice Lucy's regret and disappointment in her eyes, instead contemplating what she'd just said.

So...

Could the problem lie in the Black Wall network and this hacker?

Lin Miao skeptically looked at this woman who claimed to be President Miles' personal bodyguard and a Special Intelligence Bureau agent.

Looks... barely okay, Asian, but not Lin Miao's type, nothing particularly special about her.

According to Lucy, this woman's hacking skills far surpassed her own.

Seeing the doubt on Lin Miao's face, Song Zhaomei grew incredibly tense, knowing she'd discovered such a big secret about the opposition, and surviving this would undoubtedly come at a considerable cost or benefit.

As for benefits...

What could be more beneficial than controlling the Black Wall and AI?

Isn't the opponent researching this path?

Even though New America has just started, lacking the opponent's advanced technology, it doesn't mean it has nothing worthy.

As for money, that's definitely not the way to go; a hacker of this level can always seize a company's server and extort a ransom.

Losses in such cases are counted by the minute.

The bigger the company, the greater the losses, and most of the time, they just pay up.

They could even directly alter bank account numbers.

What?

You say these two can't do that?

Not even a dog would believe it.

Song Zhaomei herself could do it.

"I..."

Although Song Zhaomei was currently in a data body, she could still feel her heart pounding.

Because she was about to do something she always wanted to do, but never dared or had the chance to do.

As she was about to betray Miles, Song Zhaomei found she didn't feel any psychological burden at all.

Fear mixed with a bit of excitement.

That was the thrill of revenge.

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The vast Square One was bustling with hundreds of players, each with their own ID, running around like a marketplace.

Except for a large whirlpool floating in the center of the square, labeled [Old Internet Entrance], only mechanically responding program NPCs labeled things like [Data Recovery and Identification], [Skill Selection], etc., were present.

Compared to the cyber world, the layout in cyberspace seemed more like a traditional online game.

Wildman and others stood around Pandora in the square, looking at the empty world above and outside the square, couldn't help but sigh:

"Opening up new maps in the Old Internet, looks so awesome, even more impressive than the cyber battles we've fought before."

Brother Ni: "The previous ones were probably just demo versions, and now that the test server is done, but in just a few months to come up with so much, I suspect the game developers have eight hands, what level of hardcore dev are they."

The previous battles were just for fun; this thing didn't even have repeatable combat dungeons like the Super Dream Headband, once it's done, it's gone, no way to challenge it again.

"This place is different from before."

Blocked in the middle, obscuring all surrounding views, Pandora pouted, her face filled with displeasure towards those who were several heads taller around her.

Seeing Pandora's expression, they exchanged knowing smiles, having spent enough time together to understand what each others' concerns were, so they all squatted down.

"What's the deal?"

"Ask the pro for guidance."

Cyberspace is a hacker's domain, and although they didn't shine in previous battles, this is the coveted hot cake for every player, even top professionals involved in developing version content can participate.