My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 82 081: Black Light

John was convinced he had been shot through.

Pain accompanies breathing and infects every nerve.

The Haven Tactical Team fired back, and the voice channel was filled with various messages.

The medic ducked into the cover.

He pulled off John's body armor and used skillful techniques to stop the bleeding, check for bullet residue, and treat the wounds.

"Prepare for surgery."

The military doctor's prosthetic eyes were flashing, and the diagnosis was not optimistic, but just when he was about to connect to the life-support device...

John raised his hand to stop it.

He was covered in cold sweat and his face was pale, but his mind was clear - the network surveillance might have been directed at the black light, but if a physical hack was detected now, the situation would become very bad.

Doing these things is also to stabilize Eden Waits' emotions.

For John.

Network surveillance and ECPD can only go so far.

"I...I don't want to be sent to the operating room..."

"What did you do?"

"Are you qualified to negotiate?"

The police's salary is not as high as that of Internet surveillance agents, and they don't want to die in an inexplicable arrest operation.

Drugs hold on to the last bit of life.

Eden did not take the weapon, but stood up, took out his own gun from his arms and pointed it at John - in the brief eye contact, he read a lot.

ECPD turned the direction of the police car, used drones and patrol aerial vehicles to block the attack route of network surveillance, and began to persuade them to calm down...

Neither side wants a conflict to break out.

The Haven Company has fired back - all the network surveillance agents have been forced back, and the glass of the aerial vehicle carrying snipers has been smashed.

John endured the pain and slightly raised the vodka revolver he had always held in his hand.

Safe haven companies have no reason to go to war with Internet regulators.

The whole street will be blocked off.

"I know...Eden, phew...no matter what kind of charges the Internet Supervisor lays out for me, I have to be there to listen...I don't dare to hand over my life to anyone."

Tinfoil started scanning and said in a low voice: "The access warehouse level of the Network Supervision Office is very high. The title of state police is quite scary in cyberspace."

John was not sniped.

The unknown is harder to accept than death.

He tried to hand it to Eden.

John knew it well and wanted to give up. The will that supported him to escape here was flowing out of his body.

John collapsed in front of the Haven's gate, taking an overdose of drugs to force himself to stay awake.

Eden frowned.

The person in charge of the Internet surveillance operation came out.

The atmosphere became a little ambiguous.

What will the Internet Monitor do?
Being suddenly targeted by such a huge institution is like being eaten alive by a giant beast, whether it is on the operating table or in a cell with a monitor...

So the two sides fell into a stalemate.

John didn't escape Eden's scrutiny.

By the time……

Dudu~
The police car sirens.

Eden walked into the encirclement wearing a tactical vest, stepped on the blood stains that John spit out, and looked down at him.

According to the Eden City Emergency Response Act:
Eden could legally fight back and escalate the situation, calling for support from the Special Operations Team.

A group of legal cybermaniacs descended from the sky. Think about what those god-killers equipped with top-notch prosthetics would do?
Their winning rate is as high as 90%.

It was a fear of being captured alive.

There is a special operations team behind Haven Company, and the shot that penetrated the shield just now can be interpreted as a frontal attack.

The medic frowned and stared at John.

The casualty rate is 100%.

"Indeed...no...either you kill me."

The network monitor also wisely retreated to a safe distance and prepared to contact the person in charge for further negotiations.

"I have no idea."

"You want to die?"

The other party raised his hands and approached slowly.

Eden did not kill John, put away his gun, and turned to face the network surveillance negotiator.

The medic cracked off John's head.

He took out the pumping reagent and plunged it directly in, started the biological scan and gave the diagnosis result.

"Forty minutes, you will die if you exceed the time limit."

John felt his heart being grabbed hard, and the pain subsided along with the control over his body.

He scanned the incoming message.

[Name: State Police [Code Name]]

[Force: Internet surveillance]

[Scanning: TCC-R network access warehouse [experimental], plug-in reading failure, Messiah prosthetic eye [Odin Gaze], etc...]

[Reward: Deleted]

[Archive: Deleted]

John suddenly realized that this was the person in charge of the pursuit in the network surveillance channel.

The state police noticed something, too.

He looked at John and his prosthetic eyes began to flicker.

"Thanks...damn it!"

The tin foil cursed, and then he took off the amplifier module covering the back of his neck as quickly as possible.

she said to Eden.

"The state police took action, and their methods were very powerful. They already covered the company. Damn it, the entire street network was stripped from the public local area. He kicked all the hackers inside out of the cyberspace. They quickly removed the computers. Break it off, otherwise the automatic turret will also be controlled by him."

The state police played the game calmly.

There were wisps of white smoke coming out of his coat, as if he had just left a sauna.

Turbulence flashed before John's eyes.

The state police information was hidden, and even if the scan was started again, only the words [UNKNOW] would be visible.

John could only observe this guy with his naked eyes:

He wore a white shirt with sleeves rolled up to his elbows, no tie, and a black leather diving suit.

"If you touch the Internet again, I'll shoot you."

Eden seemed to recognize him, his expression hardening.

The Haven team immediately put down a full set of smart firearms, put on the helmets with ICE firmware, and switched to kinetic energy weapons.

They responded quickly and were ready.

There was a sense of fear in the atmosphere.

said the state trooper, pointing at John.

"This is self-protection, Lieutenant Colonel. As long as it doesn't move, I will never do anything again."

His voice was extremely hoarse, as if his original organs had been severely damaged, and he could only communicate with the help of an auxiliary vocal generator.

There was no ups and downs in his tone.

There is a semi-mechanical pallor.

The state trooper did not want the contents of the negotiation to leak out, so he followed Eden alone into the Haven Company Building.

The conversation was held in a room without electronic devices and involved only four people:
John, Tinfoil, Eden and the state trooper.

Ordinary long wooden table.

Metal tube backrest conference chair.

"Long time no see, Lieutenant Colonel."

The state trooper adjusted his sitting position.

"First of all, I apologize for the interruption, and then I hope that it can be taken away in a peaceful way." The state police did not treat John as a human being, but like some kind of dangerous object, and deliberately kept a distance.

He may even reduce eye contact.

"Fake Squid, Huh, what did I do?"

The drug numbed John's knuckles, otherwise he would have pulled out the gun and put it to the man's head.

"reason."

Eden took over the topic calmly.

The state police were only willing to communicate with him.

"The Eden City Internet Supervision Office suspects that it is related to the rogue AI behind the black wall. To ensure public safety, I need to legally recover it. If necessary, I can kill it on the spot."

He said and waved his finger, issuing the arrest warrants to Eden and Tinfoil.

The network in the cyber era is new.

Decades ago, some deranged hacker unleashed an infection that brought the old network to its knees.

Cyberspace has become hell.

A group of wandering AIs with self-awareness are raging, controlling extremely huge power, and invading civilized society, causing incalculable damage.

At that time, accessing the Internet became a matter of narrow escape.

Except for the top hackers, almost no human beings can survive in cyberspace. They are always in danger of having their brains burned out, or being targeted by AI, and thus dying in offline accidents.

For a long time after the incident broke out...

No company or entity can establish a stable network environment.

Until the 1940s:

Network surveillance uses huge resources and combines the power of several top hackers to launch the "Black Wall Project".

They compiled an algorithm to block dangerous flowing AI, which gradually evolved into today's black wall.

Human beings hid behind black walls, built new networks, and gradually resumed their use of the Internet.

But as a price, those immeasurable treasures of knowledge on the old Internet were given up.

The status of network supervision has been elevated.

It continues to expand its influence and has legal management rights in cyberspace. Within the scope of the network, it even overrides various companies. No matter what kind of giant company it is, it will be hunted down if it dares to cross the black wall.

At least initially.

As time goes by, blackwalls are gradually being analyzed, the resources controlled by enterprises are becoming larger and larger, and the intersection between network surveillance and companies is becoming closer.

John looked confused.

Something as complicated as the black wall was a bit too far away for him, a mercenary who didn't even have a network access warehouse.

"evidence."

Eden crossed his arms and asked calmly.

"Secret regulations, Lieutenant Colonel, I respect you, and I hope you understand the work of network surveillance. Some information cannot be shared. You can investigate the arrest warrant. It is absolutely in compliance with the procedures..."

"You can't take someone away with a piece of paper."

Eden Waits doesn't compromise.

The state trooper raised his hands and looked thoughtful.

The skin on both sides of his jaw was replaced with special material to increase heat dissipation.

"Ok."

He turned to John,
"Let's talk about your story. You once searched for a serial number on the regional network. The full name is AQM-T05. Where did it come from?"

"Black clinic."

John had already prepared an answer to this question.

"I was working as a transporter at Tiebang Logistics. That damn job caused me to be seriously injured, and I was abandoned by the company. I had no choice but to try my luck with a doctor."

"Underground clinic at No. 227, Industrial Zone."

The state trooper calmly gave the specific address. "I originally planned to ask after I return to the network supervisor's office. Since Lieutenant Colonel Eden is interested, we can just sit here and talk about it. What happened that night?"

"The doctor hooked up with a ghoul and tried to hollow me out, but he wasn't as lucky as I was and died miserably."

John said half-seriously. "Before I escaped, I also got some things to make a comeback, a bunch of illegal chips, and I found a second-hand dealer in Youdong Street to exchange them for money. I also caught a glimpse of your model on the computer, and I thought it was something valuable."

The state trooper stared at John expressionlessly.

John met his gaze.

"You do not believe?"

"I don't believe a word you say. This conversation is just to make Lieutenant Colonel Eden realize that there is something wrong with you."

The state trooper replied coolly.

Tinfoil asked: "What's so special about this model?"

"AQM-T05 is related to a rogue AI we just detected. Preliminary speculation is that this model corresponds to a program compiled and designed using old network information. If the rogue AI can find a channel to cross the black wall, do you know what it means? "

The state trooper looked at the tinfoil.

"Ma'am, you don't understand. But the Lieutenant Colonel has seen the Black Wall go wrong before. The last time we spoke face to face, he and I were standing in the ruins of Pompeii."

There was silence in the room for a moment.

The word Pompeii is very scary.

Black walls are not impenetrable.

In history, there have been several incidents of AI out of control that shocked the world.

Pompeii, a thousand kilometers away from the city of Eden, was the closest. It was not called this name at that time.

Fleeing AI crossed the black wall, escaped from the Internet to the real world, hacked into multinational companies, controlled the intelligent ordnance in the laboratory, remotely scorched the brains of soldiers, and finally transmitted the data to the European Space Agency's low-Earth orbit.

The celestial kinetic weapons fell.

Nearly three hundred thousand innocent citizens died.

It was an attack worthy of corporate warfare, and it turned it into a city of death.

So people replaced the original name with "Pompeii", and the flowing AI destroyed civilization just as easily as a volcano destroyed a prosperous city thousands of years ago.

Eden folded his arms and remained silent.

The state trooper continued to the tin foil:
"You are a hacker. You must have seen it in cyberspace. The flowing AI will use various methods to find a suitable carrier so that their power can pass through the black wall and then affect the real world."

"what do you mean……"

Tinfoil tries to understand the logic.

"John, are you controlled by the rogue AI?"

"That's nonsense!"

John wanted to fight him. "You searched for a keyword just because I was short of hands?"

Eden stared at the state trooper, also feeling that there was insufficient evidence.

The state trooper looked at the tin foil and then at Eden:

In order to move things forward, he shared highly confidential investigative information with Haven Corporation, the special operations team behind it.

This information is quite precious.

Theoretically:
Network surveillance is the hacker group with the strongest overall strength in a region, and its equipment, technology, and quantity usually have an overwhelming advantage.

Except for a very small number of talented hackers, they don't have to respect anyone on the Internet.

The Internet Supervision Office conducts daily patrols on blackwalls.

Cyberspace will visualize the network so that users who dive into the deep web can better understand the data. The image of a black wall in cyberspace is usually a curtain composed of red data flows.

Internet monitors discovered several years ago:
In addition to the towering red data flow, the black parts around it are actually part of the black wall.

Originally, people regarded it as a "shadow" in cyberspace, or some kind of redundant data garbage.

As network technology continues to advance...

The network monitor suddenly observed that the black part was also a huge data flow.

"AI is a new life form born in the network."

"These shadows around the black wall actually have enough space to give birth to an intelligent body."

"But no matter how we verified it, we didn't find any signs of AI in the shadows."

"The more emptiness there is, the more terrifying it is, which means that during the decades that the black wall has protected us, some kind of monster has escaped, and we can't even observe its existence."

"Any theoretically existing AI will be recorded in the network surveillance data database."

"This unit is suspected to have been born from the Black Wall..."

"We call it..."

"Number T-Black Light."

(End of this chapter)