My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 179: Special Code

John's Swansea was activated.

The world stopped in time is not that thrilling.

He looked focused as he controlled the motorcycle, with white smoke wafting out from the collar and hem of his work jacket.

Alloy RCH has crossed the viaduct.

In the distance, only a halo remains of the colorful neon lights.

A light blue bullet whizzed past him.

The tire of the Alloy RCH did not cross the guardrail, but hit the outside of the concrete structure, leaving a black scratch at a height of five or six meters from the ground.

欻——

After such a "transition", it falls towards the road below.

puff!
The motorcycle's shock absorbers are full!

The motorcycle landed with a loud bang and sparks flew.

Even Ethan Berg's engineers would not imagine such an extreme application scenario in the laboratory.

Olos closed her eyes and hugged John tightly.

She felt sharp pains all over her body, probably with several broken bones and possibly more serious injuries, but the adrenaline masked them all.

The imagined rollover did not occur.

The motorcycle gradually stabilized and slowly increased its speed.

Olos panted for a long time and choked several times before she recovered from the piercing pain.

She opened her eyes and looked around.

Alloy RCH has entered the tunnel. There are no out-of-control vehicles around, no pursuers behind, and municipal warning signs keep passing overhead...

The engine screamed in the halo of the dim wall lamp!
Olos tried to relieve the swelling in her eardrums, feeling dazed and unable to believe it - she had just flown directly down from the viaduct!

[Huh, damn! You jumped down! ? ]

"Yes, the Japanese didn't leave us any chance to survive. The good news is that we are still alive!"

【What a bad idea.】

John and Olos were both in terrible shape.

The pursuit by the Faqi Group seemed to be over.

This section of the tunnel has entered the western area, where Jingke Heavy Industry and the Black Gold Gang have the strongest fists.

They won't let the Japanese mess around!

The police hovercraft flew across the sky above the city, red and blue lights flickering in the thick smoke of the explosion. The ordinary citizens of Eden City were in a panic tonight.

Everyone thought the gang truce was over.

In a sense, it is true.

The management of the Faqi Group has been replaced, and it can be seen tonight that the new boss is very radical!
The Japanese made their attitude clear.

The means of war will be violent.

John returned to the familiar Danny Street. It was already dark and the extravagant nightlife was at its most exciting.

Vehicles of the Black Gold Gang were roaming on the road.

Long, distant sirens echoed over the city.

The spotlights of the Borago Club reach the end of the sky, countless advertisements are flashing, and the area near the business district is full of holographic projections.

Bone ballast makes the West End more prosperous.

The alloy RCH drove into the underground garage, and the floor paint and wheels made a harsh friction sound.

The sliding door of the private parking area slowly closed.

"call……"

John was relieved to be in the private garage, the blue light strip becoming a blur in his eyes.

The side effects of black light are reaching their limit.

"How long are you going to hold me?"

he asked.

zizi——

Oros turned off the team voice

"I can't move, dear. Alas, every time I use the code in my heart, my prosthesis is locked for a long time."

"Ok."

John carried Olos on his shoulders, hooked his legs together, and ignored the high-end perfume that wafted past his nose.

【Eden City - Denny Street Apartment】

The elevator goes directly to the room from the underground garage.

"Can you be gentler? Have the girls ever said that your bedding must be terrible."

Olos was thrown on the sofa.

She was unable to move, remaining in the fallen position, in her torn dress, lying among the pillows.

The curves of the hips and legs are very perfect.

The snow-white artificial leather is obviously top quality at first glance.

John couldn't think of anything else.

He forced himself to come to the workshop, leaving clear bloody handprints on the wall. He took out the special inhibitor from his chest only after he was completely out of Olos' sight.

Since Shenyin can control the cameras, any force including Internet surveillance agencies may be able to access the surveillance footage.

All outdoor places in Eden City are unsafe.

John didn't know Black Light's background.

But that doesn't mean no one else in the world knows.

If those insiders or organizations use the [Special Inhibitor] to target John and Black Light, he will be put in danger.

So John was very cautious every time he took the inhibitor.

Puff, sizzle——

The chip is fed into the socket.

John raised his neck, the veins on his body bulged, and dense data seemed to flash deep in his pupils.

"call--"

A familiar sense of comfort spread throughout my body.

John seemed to notice something unusual. He suddenly opened his eyes and tried to turn his head, but found that his temple was pressed.

"uh-huh?"

Olos appeared at the door.

She put her slender index and middle fingers together, like a gun, and placed them firmly on John's temple.

John glanced slightly to meet her gaze.

"…Are you kidding me?"

"We need to talk, honey."

Olos put away her fingers, took out the burnt special inhibitor, and observed it under the lamp.

She turned again, examined John, was silent for a moment and then chuckled.

"You look better, come on the couch so we can have some alone time until medical services arrive."

Olos turned and went back to the living room.

She calmly walked to the wine cabinet and ran her fingers over the dusty bar counter - it was a gift from John when he moved into his new house, and it was also a benefit for members of the Borago Club.

"Medical services?"

"Don't we seem to need it?"

Olos opened a bottle of red wine and skillfully took out the wine decanter and goblet.

Surviving a disaster does require a little alcohol.

John had talked to Olaus about Black Light before, but at that time the two of them only had initial trust in each other and were reserved about each other. Now they were filling in every detail.

Olos listened very carefully, her pupils sparkling, and her eyes were always fixed on his face.

"Where did you get the black light?"

"I do not know."

John shook his head.

All the life experiences in his mind are [John Chavez].

"It wasn't until the transportation accident of Tiebang Logistics that my consciousness was stuffed into my current body... What's even more ridiculous is that I didn't realize that I had a different face until you put the photos and evidence in front of me."

John frowned and looked at his hands.

The prosthetic limbs on his arms are [Yggdrasil] and [Slider], and there is a silver-gray patch on the palm, which is a ballistic calibrator.

What he is doing now is completely different from the trajectory of his life in the first half of his memory.

His hands were already covered in blood.

"I woke up in the hospital that Tiebang Logistics cooperated with. The HR department said that I was laid off, my social security was frozen, and the balance was not enough to pay the remaining bills, so I was kicked out of the hospital. I was very ill at the time, with abnormal fever, persistent weakness, and my memory and health were getting worse and worse..."

John finished his reminiscence and looked up at her.

“Later I realized that it was a side effect of the black light.”

"You need to rely on this kind of thing to treat yourself? I don't understand. This is not a medicine, but purely mechanical material. The scan results and CT scan show that you are a living person."

"This is true."

John shrugged and pursed his lips.

He had used it once before. Oros frowned, and a piece of the [Special Inhibitor] that was just coming was rolled between his fingers.

She borrowed equipment from the workshop to read it, and even plucked up the courage to plug it into her own data slot.

There is no conclusion.

It's just a chip crammed with redundant data.

“Isn’t this psychological?”

"Haha, it's a psychological effect. Speaking of this..."

John hesitated for a moment, twirling the empty glass between his fingers, and looked up to meet Olos's eyes.

"I often see some special messages that guide me to do all kinds of dangerous things, and sometimes even predict the future..."

John described the task instructions to her in great detail.

Olos looked focused.

Her prosthetic eye is very high-end, a custom-made one from Messiah Labs, and no one can lie to her.

"You're crazy."

Olos narrowed his eyes and shook his head.

"These things...are beyond the scope of science and technology. What's more frightening is that you show no signs of lying, which means you firmly believe in what you say. Damn, so this is how your cyberpsychosis data came about."

"I know this is incomprehensible, maybe it's just countless 'coincidences', but I relied on these clues to get to where I am today."

John was only responsible for confession.

What others think is their business.

Olos's reaction at this time was strange.

Unlike Eden and Tin Foil, who were quick to deny, she asked back very seriously.

"About me, um... I mean, our meeting and cooperation, including all the contact before tonight, and that, hint, sorry, I'm not used to calling it that... the coincidence between us, did it tell you all about it?"

"I do not know."

John had a confused expression, as if he was reminiscing.

He looked at the legendary middleman in front of him.

"Usually, it's things that come up first that give the hint. In a sense, you broke into my life on your own initiative, remember? When we were renting a house on Danny Street."

John poured himself a fresh drink.

"That's all I have to say. Let's talk about you."

Olos came back to her senses from her thoughts, glanced at him, then looked away, and spoke after a moment of silence.

"Do you remember Armored Behemoth?"

"It's hard to forget. That muscular guy who was in a worse situation than me, right? I heard he's also a living legend?"

"Behemoth is very important to me. I have made many attempts to save him... I came to Eden City this time because I heard that there is a way to save him. Alas, I was too hasty. For a middleman, leaving the familiar territory means starting over..."

Newly arrived, Olaus contacted an old friend.

Including Kuang Xin from Tiebang Logistics, and Blake from Gaia Cell. Due to the lack of mercenaries and connections, she began to screen information on the streets, set her sights on the resources of tie clips, and saw John's name by the way.

“It seems like a coincidence.”

John commented.

Orosi shook her head.

"These coincidences all seem to serve you."

The alloy skeleton of John, Yggdrasil, consumed a lot of resources and time of Orlos.

This was originally prepared for Armored Behemoth, with the intention of replacing the original heavy-duty prosthetics with Yggdrasil when his physical condition improved.

"All of its parameters were designed by Messiah Laboratory based on Behemoth's situation. There have been six updated versions in total. Did you know that..."

Olos leaned back on the sofa and squinted her eyes.

"You fell from the derailed train, and your sternum and arms were shattered into pieces. You were simply the best clinical experimental subject for Yggdrasil. I was at the operation site. It was like it was tailor-made for you..."

This coincidence is terrifying when you think about it.

There was no overhead light on in the apartment.

The light in the room comes from the open studio and the city night view outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Olos sat cross-legged on the sofa.

The artificial eye glowed.

The red wine swirls slightly in the glass.

"John, do you know how many people in this world become cyberpsychopaths every day due to prosthetic modifications? Yggdrasil is an experimental prosthetic that cannot be mass-produced, and it has not even shown a standard unit of abnormality in your body."

"The doctor said I have a special talent."

"There are always people who think they are unique, but in the end they are all hopeless fools."

Olos smiled.

She always uses frivolous words and expressions to cover up her real thoughts.

"I'm sorry, I can't explain it. After all, I'm not the original owner of this body."

John met her scrutinizing gaze.

Olos seemed to frown and picked up the red wine, as if fighting against the severe pain in her body.

"I know, John... I used to think I was special too..."

Olos showed John her mechanical heart.

The code called the trump card is hidden inside.

This was something that Oros obtained accidentally in her early years. Even if she used all the skills and connections she had, she could not understand the origin and nature of this thing.

The distant sound of sirens echoed in the city.

Olos looked back out the window and saw a huge virtual headband advertisement. She turned around and tried to describe it to John in the simplest language.

"As far as I know, there are more than one such thing. They are like the treasures scattered on the map in the game. They are powerful and mysterious enough that the person who gets them will always be lucky. They may even have the illusion that they are the protagonist... yes, an illusion."

Olos's gaze returned to John.

Her success is a combination of strength and luck. Now she stands high enough and has obtained everything she has ever wanted. In the process, it seems that all the ups and downs of the story revolve around her.

Olos continued.

"...Then, I came to the City of Eden."

The story switched chapters.

The protagonist became John.

"You have taken Yggdrasil. Even the trump card I used to save my life has undergone a special change in you..."

Olos looked him in the eyes.

"Tell me, John, what happened after the data line was connected?"

John didn't hide it.

He took in the random information that popped up, the visions in cyberspace, and his own speculations...

Say it all.

"Blacklight can be upgraded."

The Pandora algorithm makes it more [controllable].

Oros's trump card allows it to [add functions].

At that point, the Blacklight upgrade was complete, making John immune to remote hacking by hackers.

"Your trump card really worked."

John looked at Olos' heart.

Olos smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"But I lost it. Yes, that code has disappeared from my hardware. I didn't tell you just now because I wanted to verify some conjectures.

Oros thought the black light was something similar.

She drew some conclusions based on John's description.

It does exist, it is unpredictable, and it has magical and powerful functions.

The point is that they merge with each other.

John may encounter more "codes" in the future, and through continuous upgrades, make Black Light more complete and powerful.

Problems arise.

Oros's trump card was absorbed by the black light.

Why not the other way around?

How is priority determined?
"I suddenly had a ridiculous idea."

Olos put down the bottle, showed her two palms, and brought them close together.

"Perhaps all the coincidences with you are to allow it to collect more special codes, so as to reach a certain...complete state? The Black Light is now so powerful that it can break through the company's firewall. What will it become in the future?"

John thought for a moment and laughed.

"You need to be lucky enough to do this. To be honest, if you are unlucky and something unexpected happens, such as being hit by a stray bullet when you go out, or being caught in an explosion while on a mission...what if the person carrying the special code suddenly dies?"

"Then let someone else continue collecting."

Olos replied casually.

Both of them were stunned for a second, then their eyes met in tacit understanding.

They all thought of...

Transportation events of Tiebang Logistics.

(End of this chapter)