A large amount or even a huge amount of code is packaged and turned into bricks and stones called "files" to build a magnificent structure, which is the website and software itself.
The presentation of these things on the screen is often flat.
Even if there are some special pursuits of multi-faceted performance, it cannot change the vision derived from high-dimensional overlooking.
But in today's era, the way to change this perspective is relatively simple.
Stepping into the dimensional world of electronic networks unlocks a whole new perspective.
Those software, those websites, and even those file packages in your own computer that are no more than a few gigabytes—all can be turned into giant creations that you can't even see at a glance.
There are various outlines and shapes, but they are usually presented in two styles: natural desolation and absurd machinery.
Do not ask.
Asking is a shit mountain code that no one dares to touch!
And, I don’t know how to write the program structure but it actually runs!
Of course, the above two are just the most popular styles.
After learning from the experience, there are also perfect creations that are built from the ground up, and there are also strange program structures that try to create fancy tricks to attract attention.
Programs that are only officially put into operation assume that such conditions will rarely occur, and generally speaking, setting foot on the site is not allowed.
Most data industries will set up firewalls and guards. The former are usually cyber hackers trained by the company or even hired network investigators, while the latter are mostly found from the data life.
Among them, the Digimon with the largest number and the most guaranteed combat power naturally have the largest number of employees.
To those who follow this industry, the presence of Digimon is as natural a part of the scenery as the large number of humans in the federal city.
So when you find that there are no Digimon in a giant data building that is as huge as a planet, you should feel something abnormal.
Even the servants who are time travelers can detect this.
Not to mention the Qianming representative who, as an aborigine, has systematically studied information expertise.
"Tranquility, this way, look this way! Come here, come here!"
Standing behind the giant advertisement on the rooftop of a building, she glanced condescendingly at the few 'humans' below, then quickly turned back before the other person could look back, and greeted an alien not far away who was tugging at the collar. Shaky Sunday serenity.
"Am I familiar with you? Don't call me that!"
As long as she was not at her post and her sister was not around, the black-haired horse lady, who did not hide her aggression, approached impatiently and tugged on the tie that felt a little tight.
"Eh? Didn't we have an interactive session to deepen our understanding? Otherwise... call me a committee member? Call me?"
"You can also call me cb~"
Completely ignoring the other party's increasingly ugly expression, Qianming took out a notebook and ballpoint pen from his fur coat, looking like he was taking notes professionally.
As he wrote, he also asked:
"You can't ask anything, can you?"
It doesn't matter if Trainer Omer isn't interested. As a mature detective, she always has a way of finding her own 'Watson'.
Even though he is still a "Watson" who has always had a bad face, has an official background, and has many dark deeds.
Of course, when it comes to positions, Sunday Serenity is actually Moriarty's position.
After all, last month, she noticed Sunday Ning Jing's illegal deeds and tracked him down in detail. Although there was no direct conflict, there were several confrontations between the investigation and counter-reconnaissance fields.
But this is just a metaphor.
Sunday Tranquility is far less calm than Moriarty, and Representative Qianming is more out-of-the-box than Sherlock Holmes. If the combination of the two is to be evaluated by Omer, it is roughly as follows:
Two horses that were running loose, but there was a belt tied in the middle.
This is a process of mutual torture, and there is usually a clear distinction between superior and inferior in this process.
Zhou Jingjing, who looked like he had been stepped on and was silent for several seconds, was clearly the one at a disadvantage.
Even though I was tortured, I still had to speak.
"...They are just employees who work for the company. They don't know anything about things outside the company."
This kind of information isolation state in which different departments do not interfere with each other and only focus on the work at hand, Sunday tranquility is not unfamiliar.
Compared with criminal gangs, the business model is more common among pyramid schemes and religious criminals. It highlights a multi-faceted business model that does not interfere with each other, making it more difficult to trace.
Even if you cut off one branch, you won't be able to find clues about other branches. You can only keep tracing upwards along the source and pray that the source will not be cut off.
"So don't believe in evil!" Representative Qianming, who had finished taking notes and put them in his pocket, once again glanced at the figure walking quickly through the city, even directly destroying buildings, and then quickly shrank his head.
"Go and capture the general manager in charge of fleet construction, and be careful not to be overtaken by those Chaldean servants... Well, the reaction from the other side is so intense..."
She suddenly sighed because a very eye-catching mechanical colossus appeared among the tall buildings in the distance.
He slapped a certain follower, causing him to fly backwards. After plowing the ground for more than ten meters, he was immediately covered by a beam of light.
And it's not over yet.
Then, several Infinitydramons that were suspected to have undergone a second transformation ejected from the mechanical wells opened underground, standing together with several space monsters that appeared out of nowhere, fighting against the high-profile invaders.
From the opposite perspective, it's probably pretty hot.
Of course, there are also people who don't care about their position or not, and have already taken out their shooting equipment and started to check:
"Humph, I thought there would be monsters. I'll send a few pictures to Trainer Omo later. I won't regret it after seeing him!
"
A free Ma Niang can have such freedom of expression.
He even started recording, and at first he seemed to be asking himself, but more often than not he was talking to himself about what background music should be used for editing, which made Sunday Serenity, who already had a lot of opinions, feel even more annoyed.
"Aren't we going to arrest the supervisor?" There was unconcealable anger in this question, not only towards the Triple Crown horse racing girl who was similar to himself in age, but also towards this situation.
It is reasonable for a criminal organization to steal the information of the magicians in the Clock Tower and the information of Digimon.
But is it too much to steal even the information from the ura association headquarters?
What's even more egregious is that the association's response was so slow that it took two days before they even thought of handling it.
Just deal with it and refer it to the Committee of Questions!
Although people internally ridicule the "Committee of Questions" as a universal department that can handle any problem, but this kind of thing that is just left to the police, they say they will handle it and then hand it over to their own department...
Go to hell, bald man!
Sunday Serenity gave this assignment a middle finger on the spot, but unfortunately she couldn't let the group of Mediterranean men and rumpled women at the top see it.
Of course, if it's just a simple work assignment, then she can fish.
Anyway, the public opinion will be the one from the top. At worst, I will bow first, and then the top will bow, creating a domino-like bowing process.
But unfortunately, those data also included some encrypted files that she couldn't sit back and watch leaked.
While she had to take action, it was not even convenient for her to wear the identity given by the association. Instead, she participated in her own name, and then she met the guy in front of her!
"Yes! Do you finally have an idea to cooperate?"
Representative Qianming put away the camera very quickly.
"Then let's plan a route. Those Chaldean employees seem to be in a big way, but they are actually running in two parallel lines."
She took out a small notebook and opened it. When she raised her hand, an aerial road map of the entire large data world appeared.
In a few seconds, it stretched, expanded, and closed into the outline of a large spaceship.
"There is another group of people who are secretly investigating like us. It is difficult for the two of us to be faster than them, but we can also try our luck."
As she spoke, she pointed out different urban areas and explained to the somewhat astonished Sunday Serenity:
"Let's bet on those cities that they can't cover for a while, and bet on those places where they can collect clues that are closer to the mastermind behind the scenes than they can."
"after all……"
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"After all, you are all trying to figure out the elephant in the blind. It depends on who can master the key and big pieces of the puzzle..."
Holding the stopwatch for Ma Niang, Omo explained to the bumpy screen.
The vision from Belstamon is very clear, so clear that when you move down a little, you can even see the hard-to-ignore black mountain peaks below from the first-person perspective.
But because her clothing style is from the southern hemisphere instead of the northern hemisphere, it is not difficult to appease the restless hearts of young people, and Majin is able to retain enough dignity in front of her partners to support her current slow and aggressive style.
She doesn't care about her flying-over-the-wall mirror that can make many people dizzy in 3D.
"So it's normal for them to split up into two groups and rely on the horse girl's foot power to gallop around the city."
"The question is who should I chase!?" The view on the screen shifted again, to the distant combat screen.
Bellstarmon was a little crazy, but the battle scene in the distance also made her very concerned.
It was a scene of countless heroic souls from different worlds fighting.
Originally, he was able to take the flesh, but in this action in the data world, he seemed to have returned to some of his previous state, and started a deadly battle around the giant beast.
Compared with the giant battle between Ultraman, Super Robot and monsters, this scene is closer to that of Devil May Cry and Bayonetta, with more visually impactful high speed, power, and agility.
You can also see the almost intimate cooperation, and the shadow of the commander can be vaguely seen.
Moreover, the style is relatively conservative, as if the followers are intended to be as injury-free as possible.
Has Ritsuka come over too...and she's still directing the battle...
Omer was a little surprised.
I thought there was no need for him to come in person. Even if he came, it would be as an investigation team rather than participating in direct command operations.
"Keep the original plan and continue to watch Qianming."
"OK!"
When you change into a Witchmon, you probably have to ask, "What about Sunday peace?" ’ But Bellstarmon simply changed the view on the screen.
"Then I'll cut it first?"
"Cut it off, I have something to do here."
As he spoke, he pressed the stopwatch and looked up at the long-black-haired runner who ran a dozen more steps before the finish line as if he couldn't brake enough, and then panted and walked towards him.
