Overturned Tower

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[Warning, you have entered the radio silence area, and the network link has been disconnected]

【Warning, you are in the monitoring area, and everything you say may be recorded. If you continue to stay in this area after receiving this notice, you are deemed to have known and approved the monitoring and recording of this unit】

Before Russell got off the floating car, such a reminder suddenly appeared in front of him.

The network signal icon at the top of his vision suddenly jumped from full to "no signal" in an instant.

"...This is the black area?"

Russell was a little surprised: "A black area on the ground?"

He had seen the black area in the lower city of Sogo Island before, where the uncoded people gathered. But this is the first time that Russell has seen such a large area of ​​​​black areas in the upper city...

Once you enter the black zone, it means that all radios of any kind are cut off-radio, call, video, positioning, and navigation will all be paralyzed. Only those wired telephones set up in fixed areas and wired monitoring devices connected to the internal network can operate normally.

This means that once a remote-controlled cargo truck passes by, it will instantly lose signal and stop on the side of the road. And if there is a criminal hiding here, the head office will not be able to locate his specific location.

For the era that has completely relied on automatic navigation and remote control, it is destined to be very, very inconvenient if the black zone is established in the upper city.

And this entire special park—approximately more than 20 high-rise buildings with more than 50 floors, all of them are in the black area. Remember the URL m.xbequige. com

All surrounding buildings are coated with special black paint, which can absorb electromagnetic waves extremely efficiently. In this way, even if someone does not rely on the chip, but brings a network device such as a disc board into the black area, it can effectively suppress the opponent's radio signal.

It was completely dark today, but these buildings were darker than the sky. Those dark buildings are like devils that only appear in nightmares.

"It's for secrecy..."

Mr. Otter said with a wry smile, and got off the floating vehicle.

Seeing that only Russell got off the floating car, he subconsciously waited for a few seconds before realizing that the girl with pet dog temperament did not follow.

...Shouldn't she be a spy monitoring Ultramarine?

Has he been bought by Qunqing so quickly...

Mr. Otter was startled and became more cautious.

"The main reason is to prevent the theft of important research materials... This has happened before."

Mr. Otter lowered his voice, and said carefully and softly: "Just build a black area to store the most important research data."

"Don't you have a network security department?"

"Yes, yes... but 'the Tao is one foot tall, and the devil is one foot high'. Those psychic hackers, which one is not an elite..."

The man smiled helplessly: "You said that even if the company wants to poach people, but with such a small salary, it is really difficult to find people to work overtime and work hard. Many experts are wandering outside... our place It’s different from Happy Island.”

"That's true."

Russell chuckled and said, "The biggest difference is probably that the wages are different."

"Oh... that's the same. But there's no way... all the company's money is used to poach people. But the network engineer profession requires the number of people... It's much, much less than psionic hackers, and one person can't stop it More than 20 hackers. Those **** hackers are like hyenas—if any research institute or company exposes the address, a large group of people will rush out from nowhere to surround and bite. How can there be a thousand days? What about guarding against thieves?"

"Can't you catch it?"

"Oh, where can I catch it... I've said it all, we are different from your Happy Island. The salary of our executive department is not high, and it's not like Sun Island is full of loyal elites, all of them are a bunch of idiots. "

Mr. Otter cursed: "Just highlight one gangster. If you can do it for a day, it will be a day. If you can't do it, you will run to fight against the company. So there is no way, the company can only support those old men."

"...Are you so gentle?"

"I can't help it. Chairman Saar is very kind, but he is too merciful."

Chatting and chatting, the research director code-named "Otter" gradually lost his fear and his tone became smoother.

Perhaps because he was complaining about work and concentrating on criticizing others, there was even a lot of sincerity in his words: "You Happy Island has a 'punishment and expulsion' system. Arrest the criminal and let him be a member of the executive department To eliminate other uncoded people. They fight each other, and the number of these scumbags can be continuously consumed, and the number will never reach a critical value.

"But we don't allow it here. Even those without codes have to be arrested and tried... But we don't even have laws, so how can we judge? Consensus!

"The most stupid thing is here. We also have a 'defender' system here - you know, the defense of public opinion! How can it be killed? When the people hear that they are against our company, they basically release them one by one. In the end, no one could be caught anyway, and they were caught desperately, and then half of them had to be put back. In the end, the executive department was put away."

"It's normal, it's me too."

Russell was very puzzled: "But if this is the case, who will enter the executive department?"

"Trash, fools and scum. After all, the executive department is armed with guns, and the defensive counterattack can shoot down the opponent or even directly kill the opponent according to the situation. In most cases, they don't need to shoot at all—just show off their guns. Such shops and the like will always give them some discounts and kind treatment. After all, no one can bet on whether they are so stressed that they will shoot in the street... After all, they have guns in their hands.

"Even if there are people who shoot in the street or even enter the school, after they are caught, they start the live broadcast and cry for a while, talking about how poor their family is, how miserable their life is, and how oppressive their company is. They let him go if they decide. Even if there is an objection in the end, it’s just netizens beating each other, and he’s alive anyway.”

Mr. Otter shook his head again and again: "A group of fools, mobs! The executive department is also full of bastards, and the network security department is full of noobs. They are all trash! The big bosses above them don't care about these things, they have been working on the system and doing research... It's all messed up below, what's the use of research?

"I really want to run away... If it weren't for my research and confidentiality, I would probably have gone to Happy Island or Chongguang Island. Or to Taoyuan Island..."

He said, leading Russell to the black warehouse on the forty-eighth floor.

After they stood still and sensed the presence of someone, the eight black gun barrels that were as thick as an adult's arm turned around with a creaking sound.

After scanning Mr. Otter and Russell, a mechanical synthesis sound came out:

[Welcome, Otter-Technical Supervisor]

[Unregistered visitors detected... Combat prosthetics detected, dangerous weapons detected, psionic energy fluctuations detected...]

Hearing that voice kept ringing, Russell's eyes behind him became unkind.

So Otter quickly said: "Give him a login, use my ID card."

【Temporary visitor logged in】

[Heart rate rise detected, judged to be a dangerous visit—this visit has been fed back and recorded to the Security Department and the Special Operations Department]

A mechanical sound sounded, and the barrel was retracted; the warehouse door was opened.

【Welcome, Temporary Visitor FG9003】

"...Your security here is pretty good."

Russell raised his brows, folded his hands on his chest: "It seems that I guessed well.

"Not all synths defected, did they?"

"Indeed..."

Mr. Otter smiled bitterly and said: "You will know this after a little research, so I didn't want to hide it from you.

"Those synthetic humans who defected thought that their kindred had been kidnapped by us. That's why they wanted peace talks... But that's not the case."

"Mr. Otter!"

At this moment, a crisp voice sounded from the lightless warehouse: "You are back!"

As the light was turned on, seven or eight children appeared in front of Russell.

They all have pure white hair and silver pupils, and wear uniform pure white sweaters with different numbers marked on them. The appearance age ranges from seven or eight to fourteen or five years old, and the appearance is beautiful and lovely. In terms of appearance, it is no different from ordinary humans.

And most importantly...they don't have any characteristics of spiritual relatives.

Only round ears—not the long ears of elves, but the round ears of human cubs before they get soul mates.

The one who spoke was the oldest-looking one among the group of children.

Her waist-length pure white hair is not real biological hair, so it has the softness and luster as in the shampoo advertisement.

And the number on the girl's chest is 30.

"Does this mean number thirty?"

Russell raised his eyebrows, turned to Mr. Otter and asked, "Why are there three on number 7 and two on number 3?"

"Not."

Before Mr. Otter opened his mouth, the girl smiled and replied: "This is the number of times I have been nirvana."

"... Nirvana?"

"Yes."

The girl smiled, and under the terrified gaze of Mr. Otter, she cheerfully extended her hand to Russell: "My name is Bubble-30. It's the first time we meet...a good-looking big brother."

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Pushing the book, transforming the article, the title of the book is "The Holy Book of Blood", the theme of vampires, and it is being recommended

Introduction—

Standing in front of you is:

Regulator and protector of darkness~www.readwn.com~ Subverter and reshaper of order,

creator and persecutor of licking dogs,

Tea master, goddess of the night, nightmare of the gods and gravedigger,

True Ancestor of Blood—Charlotte de Castel.

With madness, with blood, with curse, with destruction.

This is a legend belonging to the blood clan...