On the small boat floating in the River Styx, there were three people...or to be more precise, three beings in human form.
Standing on the bow pole was a stooped, ugly old man with flames in his eyes. Standing at the stern was a woman with three heads and six hands, wearing an elegant robe, holding a torch, a dagger and a poisonous snake.
In the center of the ship, there lay a vague man who was obscured by the fog and looked shadowy.
"Hey kid, what are you looking at?"
The moment No. 1 saw Ye Xiaozhou, a hoarse sentence traveled across a long distance in the information dimension and echoed in his ears.
The moment the ugly old man said these words, the firewall embedded in the No. 1 substitute program suddenly popped up numerous warning messages.
[The ice wall was invaded] [The ice wall was invaded] [The ice wall was invaded]...
In the visual interface, countless red pop-up windows filled the entire field of view, and at the same time sounded a piercing siren.
In No. 1's perception, a group of things as light as a shadow and as soft as a memory quietly submerged into his own defensive information maze that changed its structure tens of millions of times per second - the opponent's attack did not As violent as he imagined, the attack command was like water melting into water, not even causing more ripples.
However……
Oops……
After understanding what the other party was doing, No. 1's consciousness immediately flashed across this idea.
The next moment, the ice wall wrapped around the No. 1 Core Data Matrix, which he was confident would never be breached, collapsed like an attic hollowed out by termites from the inside.
I have perfected this method for five years, and I am confident that even if I face an opponent of the same level, the ice wall that will take the opponent the same five years to conquer will disappear just by meeting the "old man".
The gap between the two sides is so huge that it is unimaginable...
[Change coordinates and start floating]
The intense premonition of death kept stimulating the remaining reptilian brain area of No. 1. He made a prompt decision and called Cassandra directly for help.
However, in the next moment, a burst of fog filled the surrounding area, cutting off all his communication requests.
"What?!"
The pale-skinned woman just picked up the dagger in her hand and pointed it at herself, and his retreat was instantly cut off.
Just an attack command can destroy his ice wall, and just one movement can cut off his own self-rescue attempt.
What is the origin of this TMD?
Isn't this coordinate going to the place No. 3 has been to before? How did you lead yourself to this place?
Questions popped up in No. 1's mind one after another, occupying his own thinking thread.
Seeing that he could no longer escape, he focused his attention on the small boat again.
Moreover, in order to find out who the other party is, he took the risk and opened his hacker eyes.
Although his stand-in may suffer devastating damage as a result, he has reached the limit of human intelligence. As long as the mandala code is not obliterated and forgotten, he can reorganize his stand-in program countless times in the abyss dark web.
After connecting the Hongpon brain area to the receptors, No. 1 reopened his eyes, making the world in front of him look completely different.
And after peeling off the painting of the other party's humanoid model, he could clearly see the true appearance hidden underneath...
The huge flow of information violently blasted into his external processor. Three of the four processors that came with the stand-in program were burned out in an instant, and the other one only survived with the full power support of the cooling system. .
And that huge data first went through an intelligence filter, and then went through several Fourier transforms before it was finally converted into a picture that could be understood by Biological Brain No. 1.
The River Styx is still the River Styx, but the massive information compressed in it has been decompressed, making it as vast as the endless sea at the end of the world in No. 1's field of vision.
Vast and endless.
However, on the other side, old men are no longer old men and women are no longer women.
Behemoth...absolutely behemoth.
The complex and huge data codes were woven into an existence that was enough to make No. 1 feel desperate. Although compared to the Styx, their existence cannot be said to be "infinite". But its scale and the depth of its roots in the abyss of the dark web cannot be described in words.
That old man was part of the Styx Firewall... It was a loophole in Styx's design, an authentication program that traveled back and forth between the Yin and Yang realms. As long as it is on the River Styx, it is invincible. And the reason why I am still alive now is because the other party wants me to live - as long as it is willing, it can activate its own apoptosis program instantly with just one command.
As for the woman, she seemed to be an amorphous existence with thousands of tentacles. Each of its tentacles extends to the other side of the Styx Firewall, and each tentacle extends into tens of thousands of threads, which weave into a network of incalculable complexity inside the Abyss Dark Web - as if Along this network, you can reach any corner of the Abyss Dark Web.
Due to information overload, in No. 1's field of vision, these two existences turned into countless finely changing color blocks, which looked like a colorful mosaic that filled the screen.
As for the remaining hazy male image wrapped in fog, he... it actually looks like an ordinary stand-in program? !
Compared to the two existences that he could grasp some corners of, the remaining one seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, which frightened him even more.
Fear... After being upgraded to Depth 7, I felt what kind of emotion fear was for the first time in a long time.
Even with his hacker eyes, even with the support of his powerful computing power, the opponent's humanoid disguise has not been exposed at all - it is just an ordinary stand-in program, in terms of complexity. Maybe it's like depth 1 or depth 2?
In No. 1's brain, the part that can still think as a human being reacts most intensely to this fear of the unknown.
"AI..."
Number 1 muttered before the stand-in program collapsed and exploded due to overloaded data.
Immediately, using his core data matrix as the core, No. 1 once again reorganized his stand-in here.
After closing his hacker's eye, in the vision of the reconstructed stand-in program, the surroundings of No. 1 returned to the previous scene.
River Styx, boat, old man, woman and sleeping man.
"Charon, the ferryman of the River Styx, and Hecate, the goddess of the underworld."
Number 1 said their code names.
For abyss wanderers, these two names are like myths and legends in the circle. Usually, it's only mentioned as a joke or to scare new people.
It does exist, but most people don’t think they can relate to it.
Needless to say, Hecate, the goddess of the dark moon, was the instigator of the "lunar eclipse incident" ten years ago. To be honest, if it hadn't been a heavy blow to Diana Lunar Development Company back then, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to rent this company's α-level deep-diving interface now.
Charon, the ferryman of the Styx, is another legend - it is said that every malicious program that finds a horse in the basic reality needs to pay him a ferry fee to float up. During the Third Domain War, it briefly united all the malicious programs riding horses, intending to include the World Wide Web within the scope of the Styx and restore the territory of the old network.
But these are not the key...
Number One's eyes turned to the sleeping man.
(End of chapter)
