Player 1

Chapter 35 Level 3(3)
I often fell asleep involuntarily during shifts, and every time the system saw me fall down, it would sound a warning in my ear and wake me up.Of course, this will also be recorded in my employee file.My narcolepsy went on and on for the first week, so now I get two little red pills a day that help me stay awake.I did take them, but that was after get off work.

After my shift, I take off my headphones and mask and get back to my room as soon as possible.It's pretty much the only time of the day when I move fast.I ran to the coffin, tipped it in, lay face down, and lay there for a few minutes, watching the time on the head unit of the entertainment system out of the corner of my eye.When seven past seven comes, I will roll around and sit up on time.

"Light." I whispered.This has become my favorite word of the past week.In my mind, it has become synonymous with freedom.

The lights went out and the room sank into darkness.If someone pays attention to the surveillance footage of my life and switches the camera to night vision mode, I will see every detail.But thanks to a week of performances, my webcam and ear monitors are ignored right now.And I finally got a brief moment of freedom.

It's Grandpa's turn to make a move.

I tap the screen on the entertainment center console and it lights up, showing the same features I saw the first day I arrived: training movies and simulations I can count on ten fingers, including a dull "Tommy Series" TV series.

If someone checks my entertainment center usage history, he will find that I watch "Tommy Series" every night until I go to bed, and once I finish sixteen episodes, I start over from the beginning.The records also show that I go to bed around the same time every day (of course there is a difference of a few minutes each time), and then pass out like a dead pig until the alarm rings the next morning.

Obviously, I'm definitely not watching their shit episodes or sleeping through the night.In fact, thanks to those red pills, I'm able to take two hours of sleep a day to do my own thing, and it's slowly becoming my biological clock.

Yes, the moment the lights went out, the fatigue of the day was swept away, and I opened the hidden folder with full of energy, and I moved my fingers on the touch screen like flying.

About seven months ago, I bought a set of IOI intranet passwords from Liet Woerzos's online store, and it was also on a similar black market data auction site that I got the tools to create new identities.I keep an eye on all the black market data sites because you never know what they're going to put up for sale tomorrow.Oasis codes, ATM loopholes, private photos of celebrities, etc., you can only think of it, but you can’t get it.A few things caught my eye while going through Lett Volzos' list.That is IOI's intranet login password, back door and system loopholes.The seller claimed at the time that his items included codes related to the structure of the IOI intranet, as well as a set of intranet passwords and system loopholes, so that users could "easily crack the IOI firewall by following the diagram."

I thought it was impossible for such information to appear on such a famous website, but the seller insisted that he used to be an IOI programmer responsible for the intranet structure code.He's presumably a double-faced guy who specializes in programming backdoors and security holes in programs of his own design to sell them on the black market in the future.This would allow him to earn double his salary and eliminate the guilt of working for a sweat company like IOI.

But the most glaring problem, and the one sellers don't bother to bring up at auctions, is that you have to be given access to the intranet before you can use those passwords. The IOI intranet is an independent network with high security specifications, without any direct connection with "Oasis".The only way to get into the IOI intranet is to become their legal employee (which is difficult and time consuming) or become a member of the contract workforce.

Anyway, I decided to bid on IOI's intranet password, maybe it will come in handy someday.Since these data cannot be verified, the bidding price is very low.In the end I managed to photograph it with only a few thousand points.A moment after the auction ended, the intranet password was sent to my mailbox.

After getting these data, I checked them carefully.Everything seems to be ok.When they were sealed, I put this matter behind me-until about six months ago, when I saw the "Sixth Man" besieging Anola Castle, I was shocked and thought of this. Intranet password, as my brain kept thinking, this ridiculous plan gradually took shape.

I changed the financial records on Bryce Lynch's file, and added an IOI contract for him, so that as long as I can enter the building and get past the firewall inside, I can use the content I bought. The system of the "Sixth Man" was hacked into the network password, and a way to destroy the force field outside Anola Castle was found.

I don't think they could have anticipated such a move because it was just so crazy.

I experimented with the codes on my second night here.I panicked, which is normal, if these passwords are all wrong, then I can only be a slave for the rest of my life.

I tilted my head so that my ears were perpendicular to the screen so the monitor couldn't see what was inside, and opened the guest menu on the console.This menu can be used to adjust volume and balance, brightness and contrast.I pulled all the options to the highest, then pulled the menu to the bottom of the screen, clicked the apply button three times in a row; then turned all the settings to the lowest, and clicked apply again.A small window popped up from the center of the screen, which was the login window for technical maintenance personnel.I immediately entered the ID and password I had in mind, double-checked, and clicked OK.After an extremely long time passed, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, because a paragraph of text appeared below:
Maintenance Control Panel - Successful Login

I can now access the control interface of the entertainment center maintenance personnel, and I am still logged in as a technician, but this is still not enough for the internal network permissions.However, I can create a manager-level account through a system loophole, so that I can obtain almost all permissions.

My number one goal is to give myself some privacy.

After a quick scan of an item's submenu, I found the control interface for the Contractor Surveillance System.When I clicked on my number, Lynch's profile and my application photo appeared there.The file contains all my falsified information.And at the top of this interface are two video windows, one is connected to the camera on my ear monitor, and the other is directly connected to the monitor in my room.The camera on the ear monitor is now facing the empty wall; the monitor in the room is looking at my back, and from this angle, my posture just blocks the monitor's picture.

I selected two cameras and entered their backstage. Relying on the intrusion method of Professor Liet Woerzos, I successfully made the ear monitoring video play my previous day's video instead of real-time live broadcast.Now, if someone looks at my surveillance footage, it will just see me lying in bed sleeping, not hacking into the company's intranet all night.I also changed the settings of the camera in the room so that as soon as the lights were turned off, it would start playing the recording of the first night, so that if someone else switched to night vision mode, I would not be in any danger.

I imagined a scenario where the intrusion was discovered, the IP was reverse locked, and the gateway went down, but nothing happened, the password never expired.Over the past six nights, I have dug deeper and deeper into the IOI network, just like criminal investigators solving the doubts of the case step by step.

Last night, before I was so tired that I had to fall asleep, I finally entered the database of the Egg Research Department and found the last treasure - the top-secret file of the "Sixth Man".My task tonight is to study these materials carefully.

I knew I had to take some materials with me when I ran away, so I used that manager ID to send out some applications in the first few days.The non-existent manager (Sam Lowry) got a USB stick delivered by back office in his non-existent room (just a few rows down from mine).After making sure the ear monitor was facing the other way, I slipped into that room and took the USB drive.I want to copy the downloaded data directly.

I put on a mask and gloves and spread my hands on the sheets.Inside the mask is a [-]D-imaging "Sixth Man" database, with dozens of windows floating in front of me.Compared to the largest section of the database, which is of course devoted to Halliday, the Grail Diary is like a schoolboy's diary.It documents stuff I've never heard of: Halliday's report cards, childhood home movies and his emails to supporters.I didn't have time to read all of them, but I copied all the really interesting ones to a USB flash drive so that I could study them later.

I focused my attention on the information about the force field of Annola Castle and the "Sixth Man" army stationed there. After copying their armament list, I began to search for information related to Oswald's Ball. , including where this stance generation item is placed, what is the employee number of the "sixth man" wizard who operates it, and so on.

Then I found a treasure - a full video document containing the "Sixth Man" discovery and attempt to open the third door.As everyone guessed, the third door is in Annola Castle.Only those with the crystal key can pass through the castle gates.The thought of Sorrento being the first to step into Annolla Castle after Halliday's death makes me sick to my stomach.

The gate of the castle is facing a hall made of gold from top to bottom, left to right.On the northernmost wall of the hall is the third door made of crystal, with a small keyhole in the center.

With just one glance, I knew I had seen a third door.

I quickly browsed through several other videos.Judging from these materials, the "sixth man" has not yet found a way to open the door.Simply putting the key in the lock won't work.Their team has been researching this for a long time, but still can't find a way.

While copying these files, I continued to rummage through their database, and finally found an area called "Star Club".This area can't even be opened with my current account.After tinkering for a long time and finally creating a "test ID" with full permissions, I finally managed to open this folder.The documents within it are further subdivided into two groups: Mission Situation and Threat Assessment.I opened the threat assessment first, and the moment I saw the content, I felt that the blood in my body froze in an instant.The five documents inside were named Parsifal, Artemis, Edge, Soto, and Dayto.Dayto's document was marked with a big red "X".

I first opened Parsifal's file, which contained all the information about me collected by the "Sixth Man" over the years.Everything from birth certificates to school report cards and finally a video of my conversation with Sorrento culminating in an explosion in my aunt's trailer.After I went into hiding, they didn't get any new leads other than thousands of screenshots of me in the past year.Although IOI copied the database of my Falcon Star Fortress.They didn't find where I lived in the real world though.My current address is still listed as "unknown".

I closed this window, took a deep breath, and opened the Artemis file.

The photo at the top of the document is of a girl with a sad smile, and to my surprise, the person in the photo looks almost identical to her character, same black hair, same pretty face, with one difference - her left half The face was covered with a red and purple birthmark.I later learned that this birthmark is also known as a "port port angioma".In this photo, she has her long black hair stretched over her left eye, trying to hide the birthmark as much as possible.

Artemis tried to convince me that she was ugly in real life, but now I know the truth.In my eyes, this birthmark cannot cover her beauty.If I had to say something, I think this picture is more beautiful than the character in "Oasis", because it is not a virtual illusion.

Below the photo is her profile.Her name is Samantha Evelyn Cook, she is 22 years old, a Canadian citizen, she is 160 feet 2202 feet tall and weighs [-] pounds. It even has her address — [-] Leafy Lane, Vancouver — among other information. , including blood type and report cards since kindergarten.

I found an untagged video at the very bottom of the stuff, opened it up, and there was a suburban cabin filmed in real time.After a while, I realized that it was the house where Artemis lived.

I browsed through several subfolders and found that she had been under surveillance for five months, and the hundreds of hours of recordings were all recorded after she logged into "Oasis", even when she passed through the second door. The self-talk during the process was also recorded, and then converted into written records.

Followed by Soto's documentation. The "Sixth Man" already knew his real name—Tamura Karatsu, and his address—an apartment in Osaka, Japan.He also had a school photo in his file, of a stern-looking, thin boy in clean clothes.Similar to Dayto, he is completely different from his appearance in "Oasis".

Edge seemed to be the one they knew the least, with only a few sentences in his docs and no photos—only a screenshot.His real name reads "Henry Swanson".I know it's just an alias used by Jack Burton in "The Monster in Chinatown," so it must not be real.His address was listed as "Emigration Uncertain" and below it was a form labeled "Closest Point of Entry".I opened it and saw that it recorded the location where Edge had recently logged into "Oasis".The addresses are random: Boston, Washington, D.C., New York City, Philadelphia, and most recently, Pittsburgh.

At least I understand how the "Sixth Man" found Artemis and Soto. IOI has controlled and acquired hundreds of small Internet companies, making itself the largest Internet service provider in the world.You can hardly connect to the Internet without using IOI's network.By illegally spying on its own users, IOI is able to spot threatening hunters.The reason why they haven't found me has also become clear at a glance-I have been directly connecting to the Oasis server for the past six months, without going through other agents.

I closed Edge's file and finally opened Dayto's.Like everyone else, his real name, Toshiro Fujiwara, and his address, are written in the document.At the end are two news stories about his death, and an unlabeled video, redacted to the day he died.I turned on the video and found it was shot by a handheld DV.Three large men in black ski masks (one of them with the DV) waited quietly in the corridor, and then, as if they had received orders from their headsets, they suddenly opened the door of Dayto's apartment with an electronic key card. Door.I watched as they pulled Dayto off his plastic chair and out onto the balcony.All this terrified me.

These beasts even wanted to film his death.I think this is probably a request from Sorrento.

After the nausea and discomfort gradually subsided, I copied all five documents into a USB flash drive, and then opened the mission status document.Inside is the situation report of the Egg Research Department.The reports are neatly arranged in chronological order, from near to far.The first was a message from Nolan Sorrento to his superiors, asking if they could send someone to take Artemis and Soto from their home and force them to help the IOI open the third door.And when Halliday's easter egg is obtained, Artemis and Soto will be "solved".

I was almost paralyzed by the shock.Rereading the message, I felt my heart jumping in my throat in rage.

(End of this chapter)