Chapter 1039

Here comes Takemura. The Jap is silent all the time. I saw him quietly standing at the entrance of the lane, looking around, so I deliberately walked around and walked behind him.

"Oh, here it is."

He shivered quickly and slightly. "How are you, how did you find me?"

"Oh, I can smell someone's smell every 800 miles."

The taste here, I mean his down and out temperament, this negative mentality to a certain extent weakened the willpower of Zhucun, he is like a rusty samurai sword, not as sharp as usual.

Zhucun may take it seriously. He raised his arm and sniffed his armpit. Then he grabbed the collar and smelled the undergarment. "There's no smell. Is my nose used to it?"

"OK, no kidding. Here you are." I put the canvas bag on the ground, "defender, the classic kinetic energy light machine gun. It's said that it's good. It's a sharp product I paid a lot of money to get. Here are two sets of ammunition."

"What exactly is my job?"

"As for you, go to their back door later. If you see a gang member escaping, give him a few shots."

"That's it?"

"Well, let's move quickly. We'll keep in touch throughout the whole process. That's it first."

Relying on the clues at hand, I followed suit. First, I found Cedric's contact, Machey nakonechne, and then through interrogation, I got a scavenger's stronghold nearby.

It's not that I call myself a post-modern Zorro, but I do intend to attack the scavenger at the risk of revenge.

If you live in the night city, you have to deal with gangs. Usually, you can't expect everyone to end up friendly. People with this idea either can't live for half a month, or they have already been planted in a dark alley in the night city.

There's another thing that I'm always on guard against.

I'm being hacked into the subnet of this small Gang. When you are like a giant cannibal in cyberspace, you grasp the threads that control the electronic components and pull the prey into your arms little by little - you fully understand that you have won the final victory.

There is no doubt about that.

Wandering in cyberspace, people are often immersed in a sense of non-human existence, and there is often a bad ideology of world outlook.

I really understand that my own existence, like the existence of people around me, is just a string of characters in the huge structure of data simulation. Maybe someone has added notes to our consciousness code, which may make us different from other codes that make up the world.

I launched an attack on these kidney cutters. First, I located all the personnel in the subnet, and then I controlled a fully automatic machine gun they set up in the stronghold. Let's start the massacre.

They know their networks are hacked, so what?

I am sitting in the vehicle outside this stronghold, controlling the machine gun aiming and shooting, uploading the magic puppet and restarting the enemy's artificial eye. Let them crumble in darkness, fear, fire and metal. They fled and ran into the light machine gun set up in chucun.

That's what I'm going to say. When you can erase people around you like a recycle bin, you can't help but have weird ideas.

In this world, I am aware of its mistakes, its internal contradictions.

There is a great possibility that it can't control me. Maybe I'm a fallacy in this simulation program. Because of this, the program will block my way with something like air wall.

Let me put it this way.

If the control of the virtual world I live in is strong enough, it can completely tamper with my thinking, will and ideas. It should not make me realize that it is false.

It's that simple.

The "universe" where I am, the grand place, the origin of all concepts, is not really perfect. Otherwise, it will not limit me with the means I can feel. It seems that there is a loophole in this grand program, or that its existence is still attached to a larger existence.

In fact, it took me quite a while to think about it.

I have no time to reflect because of the continuous busyness and pressure. Unexpectedly, when I retaliated against the gang members, my mood was particularly calm and my thinking was very clear. I think I can be a philosopher. In the future, t-bug doesn't have to drag Aristotle any more. Instead, she says, "the great postmodern philosopher V once said -"

hey, guess what? Beier has face!

When my thinking rose to the level of philosopher, I suddenly opened my eyes. I should take the initiative to look for loopholes in the world.

As an experienced person, I can describe to every audience how desperate and painful I felt when I was stopped by the invisible "wall" in front of cyan blue Xiamen.

A stupid person may allow this false world to impose all his fates on him, but I won't. I'm not convinced. I want to see who the person who created this program is. Even if his existing situation is beyond my understanding, it's the evil appearance that my mind will collapse at a glance, but I'm not convinced.Because I'm a little bug in this false world.

Abug

"well done, Zhucun." Driving around the back door, I saw the scattered corpses on the ground, the rotten people of the scavenger, dead like the poor people who were cheated by them to cut the implants and organs.

"It's an eye opener, V. I mean your hacking technology."

"Well, thank you for your praise. Well, there's one more thing I need your help with."

Bamboo village's expression is still taut, but look at his frown, I know he must feel uncomfortable again, oh, poor stray dog, fragile self-esteem, "please, bamboo village, in addition to you, I don't know who to look for."

"Say it. I'll do my best."

"Dexter de Shawn, you must have heard of this man. I'll send you the details. I need you to help me find his body."

"I see. Give you the gun back. "

"Thank you, Zhucun. I know you are reliable. Let's go first."

Jack called me and said, "V, sister, it's like this. I'm at Liz's bar. I just talked with that girl named Judy. She said Evelyn is missing. Don't worry. I'll take care of this. I'm going to visit Yunding first. Evelyn is Yunding's sex partner, you know."

"All this trouble you, Jack. I can't get away from it."

"It's a piece of cake. Take care of yourself." He hung up.