"In ten minutes, I will destroy the detonation program of the bomb. After that, whether the person who finally comes out alive is me or the middleman named Zhu Lin. You can leave here and find a prosthetic doctor to remove the stuff in your brain. Take out the explosives. But before that, if I find you tipping off... you know what will happen."
The sports car, whose engine had been scrapped, crashed into an old crooked neck tree on the side of the road. While Jiang Zhou was packing the things he wanted to take away in the car, he said to the old snake who was lying in front of the passenger window and vomiting.
"What if... what if you fucking trick me? You can't guarantee... guarantee that you can keep your word, can you?"
Hearing this, the old snake raised his head with difficulty and asked.
Jiang Zhou gave the other party a "Do you have a choice?" expression, then put Scorpio in his arms and jumped out of the car.
He left the old snake behind and kept greeting all the female relatives in his family.
There are less than six hours left before his body dives into the abyss and dark web.
He must quickly find the "universal printer" belonging to Icarus before that happens.
Then activate it and transform Liao Qi into an adjuster.
…………
"Are you OK?"
Feeling someone helping him up, Jiang Zhou's brain once again accepted the violent blast of tactical memory, and he finally regained awareness of his body.
136, who was supporting him now, looked concerned.
"I'm fine..."
Jiang Zhou sat up and waved his hands somewhat weakly.
"So, how do you master the driving skills? After going to the Abyss Dark Web, can you become a qualified experienced driver?"
Qianxia Ying came over and looked down at him and asked.
The second tactical chip Jiang Zhou just absorbed is the so-called "universal vehicle driving technology".
According to the darknet salvage precautions given to them by Pluto Deep Dive, the concrete scene imagery of the α-level abyssal darknet path interface controlled by this company is statistically more likely to generate plains and deserts. , large cities and other open areas.
Every time you dive into the abyss and dark web to salvage technology, the data that the deep dive warehouse can carry is extremely limited, and it must also ensure that there is enough capacity to store the salvaged data.
This is a bit like the backpack weights in the game. Before going into the dungeon, you must plan carefully - you must be able to cope with most situations, and you must ensure that you have enough space. Bring back as much loot as possible.
In the "intelligence amount" assigned to them by the deep dive warehouse, in addition to the stand-ins and weapons and equipment they carried, considering the common characteristics of the concrete scenes of Pluto's deep dive network interface, they also had Part of the data was exchanged for an all-terrain vehicle.
However, none of the five of them is good at driving.
Therefore, Jiang Zhou volunteered to absorb the tactical memory of "universal vehicle driving technology" - at least that's how it seemed to others.
"The rest period just lasted less than three hours, and the second piece of tactical memory was absorbed. This will not affect the mastery of skills, right?"
Another Icarus rebel looked at Jiang Zhou who was slumped on the ground and asked worriedly.
Recalling the wild ride he had just done in the "die without regrets" mode on the three-dimensional highway in the resettlement area, as well as the 72 violation tickets issued by the Nord Traffic Management Bureau, Jiang Zhou gritted his teeth and raised his head, showing a smile to everyone. An extremely confident smile.
"Oh fucking K!"
Jiang Zhou said excitedly as if he felt Liao Qi's adrenaline flowing into his veins.
Racing is so fun.
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As soon as he got home, Zhu Lin locked the door.
Resisting the urge to give himself a plate of "pink" to celebrate, he eagerly took out the silver-white memory from the storage box.
The news about the Icarus Liberation Front losing the permission to activate the "Universal Printer" has already spread at the bottom of the resettlement area. Countless middlemen and intelligence dealers are gearing up to take to the streets, digging for relevant information everywhere.
But the vast majority of it is false information.
And the vast majority of false information was released by the remnants of Icarus - in information warfare, compared to hiding information, fabricating false information and allowing it to spread quickly is more than a hundred times more effective.
But the information I got is true.
Zhu Lin looked at the silver-white memory and thought to himself.
After all, that was the information given to him by the big talker in the remnant party of Icarus - no one would have thought that the former commander-in-chief of Icarus, the coordinator of Depth 3, Corey, known as the "Indomitable" special. Before he died, he actually handed over the activation authority of Icarus to an unknown person who was not even an adjuster.
In order not to alert the enemy, he just appointed an inconspicuous street mercenary to handle this order.
As for the poor kid named Liao Qi.
Recalling the photo that Old Snake showed him earlier - the unlucky guy's brain was shot through with a bullet and he fell to the ground with a dead look on his face, Zhu Lin couldn't help but reveal a sarcastic smile on his face.
May his soul rest in peace.
Facts have proved that in this casual world, most people who adhere to those serious ideals die casually.
The memory was plugged into the computer, and the projected display showed that the data had been encrypted by Mandala.
Zhu Lin was not surprised by this.
This is natural. Even in Icarus, only a few high-level officials have the authority to activate it.
Then, the next step will be to see whether the big shot of the Icarus remnant party is willing to fulfill his promise and cooperate with him in the future.
If the other party is willing to open their "universal printer" to the black market as mentioned before, it can help print the technology that the "Abyss Wanderer" smuggled out from the Abyss Dark Web. Then he is willing to continue to cooperate with the Icarus Liberation Front - he is not a stingy person. If you have money, everyone can make money together, and stop worrying about revolutionizing the company all day long... Do you have that destiny?
But if the other party still has the same philosophy as before he was slapped in the face by the company, then he must seriously consider whether to use his personal connections to sell this thing to the company - only the company has the technology to bypass Mandala encryption , forcibly stripping out the usage rights.
However, this is like exchanging a chicken that can lay golden eggs for a large sum of money, which is not a very cost-effective deal in the long run. If possible, he still hopes that the current Icarus leadership can understand the reality.
"Revolution" or something like that is just enough to be used as a slogan to fool the lower class residents. What are you trying to do?
"Ding dong ding dong."
Just as he was planning a bright future, the doorbell rang.
"Who is it?"
The image of the monitor at the door was projected in front of Zhu Lin's eyes. It was a man wearing a pizza delivery uniform, holding a box of pizza at the door and ringing the doorbell.
Because he was wearing a shabby peaked cap, Zhu Lin couldn't see the other person's face clearly.
"Delivery boy."
the man replied.
"Sent to the wrong door, I didn't order it."
He said a little unhappy because his fantasy was interrupted.
"Oh, I must have made a mistake then."
The man said, but did not leave. Instead, he opened the pizza box and took out a crossbow-shaped pistol from inside.
That gun looked familiar to Zhu Lin.
"So now the executive of Icarus."
"Zi-bang!"
The alarm bell of illegal intrusion rang rapidly in the room.
