Pluto Diving Headquarters, Tartarus.
Offensive Security Defense Coordination Center, Cerberus Conference Room.
"After verification by the technical department, the suspicion of the remaining members of Icarus can now be basically ruled out. Except for 'Theseus', there is no sign that anyone else has been selected as an interface by malicious programs on the dark web..."
When Wu Tou-1 read out the document in his hand, he had been observing everyone's expressions.
After reading, he continued:
"This is the third time this week that the Medical Department is asking... Do we want to return those Icarus members to Ms. Fannie?"
"No."
Prison Supervisor D, who was sitting at the end of the long table, crossed his fingers in front of his mouth and answered coldly without moving his brows:
"In this matter, we no longer have the time to play house with her. No matter how small the suspicion is, those members of Icarus must be dealt with later... Besides, after the incident in the Nord Resettlement Area There is a high probability that she will not take over again - it is currently unclear whether there is a connection between the goddess of the moon and Icarus, and we can no longer let her continue to fool around."
In response, Wutou-1 nodded, then looked at the next document and said:
"Then, the next step is to deal with 'Theseus'..."
As soon as this topic came up, the entire venue fell silent instantly.
Within the company, the final treatment plan for "Theseus", which has been confirmed to be the horse of Hecate, the goddess of the moon, has not been determined.
Although Cerberus's supervisor, Prison D, had already compiled all the situations into a report and submitted it to the board of directors. But those great figures who are beyond human intelligence and are like gods have not given any response until now.
This is also a common thing - adjusters who have broken through the limits of human intelligence, their way of thinking is no longer something that ordinary people can try to figure out. They are as silent as death on weekdays, and the orders they occasionally give to the company's huge machine are as obscure and difficult to understand as an oracle or prophecy to the people under their command.
This is not like the ancient emperors or religious leaders who deliberately created a sense of strangeness and seriousness to create sanctity. It's because their horizons are too broad and the information they integrate is too huge. Their actions are always ten steps ahead of ordinary people, so that ordinary people cannot get a glimpse of the full picture of their thinking from their actions.
For example, the board of directors may turn a blind eye to some major events that may even cause world-class disasters in the eyes of ordinary people. But maybe one day suddenly, they will send out their most elite men to formulate an incredibly complex plan and carry the most advanced weapons... in the end, just to assassinate a homeless man at the bottom of the resettlement area who has nothing. Chinese.
In this regard, people within Cerberus often joke that this kind of thing is not like in the late Yuan Dynasty, when the emperor sent an army to a ruined temple to kill a monk who made a living by begging.
But all in all, it's completely pointless to speculate on what the board is trying to do. Maybe in their eyes, the life and death of an entire company department may not even be as important as letting a stone fall into a special location.
If we understand it from another perspective, because of the transcendent status and words and deeds of the board of directors, the real owners of the company actually become the middle-level managers on weekdays-as long as the board of directors does not speak, then the company is controlled by the heads of various departments. So take control. The entire company management and operations are in their hands.
Going back to the "Theseus" matter, since the board of directors has yet to respond to this matter, it is actually equivalent to the decision-making power being delegated to them.
Well, the power to dispose of an AI horse from the super abyss was delegated to them.
Realizing this, in the conference room, Wu Tou-1 couldn't help but have the urge to wipe away his sweat.
You know, "Hecate" is a super-abyssal AI that caused a lunar eclipse ten years ago and caused countless losses to the company not long ago. As for how to deal with the "horse" chosen by Him, without the board of directors saying anything, no one present dared to make a decision, saying something like "Just do it in any way."
In fact, more than half of the people at the meeting believed that since the other party did not trigger the apoptosis process, maintaining the status quo for the time being was the safest choice. After all, "Theseus" is currently only at depth 1 adjustment level and does not have strong enough hardware support. At least from a physical perspective, the opponent is still within control.
On the other hand, horses are actually a medium used by humans to communicate with advanced AI - especially gods like Hecate. If the company can reach some cooperation agreements with such AI, it will be considered a huge benefit. enhance their competitiveness.
All in all, at the meeting, most people expressed their unwillingness to execute him so summarily.
As for this decision, Wutou-1 has different opinions based on some personal reasons.
Although in the world view of people born to adjust, they take death very lightly, and the death of his apprentice Wutou-23 did play its due value. However, for Wutou-1, emotionally, she can only accept the ending of letting that guy sleep forever.
"...So, can we now ensure that he will not pose a secondary threat to the company's firewall?"
Seeing that no one spoke, Wutou-1 tried to change the angle and hinted that the other party was in danger and that they should take some cautious methods.
In response to this, Prison D, who remained motionless, simply replied:
"It's just an adjustment and transformation of Depth 1. No matter how fast he is, he can't be faster than a bullet."
That was the supervisor's arrangement - at this moment, in the prison where the physical body of "Theseus" is imprisoned, three genetically enhanced people who have not had any prosthetic modifications, or even a brain-computer interface installed, are holding revolvers. Stay by his side.
Once an accident occurs, or an execution order is received, they will directly send all six .45-caliber bullets into the person's brain within one second.
Real physical insurance.
Immediately, Prison D, who understood why Wutou-1 asked this question, continued to add:
"As for security issues, you don't have to worry about it. The place where 'Theseus' is currently imprisoned is the 'Fourth Prison', where he enjoys the highest level of security... You know who is the only one in the Fourth Prison? Does he get the same treatment?"
Wutou-1 naturally understood who the other party was talking about.
The same person was selected as a horse by the advanced AI, and the same consciousness was lost in the abyss and dark web, turning into a wanderer who could not find a way back. For so many years, that person has been regarded by Cerberus as the most dangerous person imprisoned in the Fourth Prison.
Watch carefully.
"The predecessor of Pluto Deep Diving, one of the original founders of the Hell Deep Diving Salvage Company, Christie, known as the Abyssaler."
Wutou-1 said the man's name seriously and solemnly.
If it weren't for various unexpected circumstances that year, the company's board of directors would have had one more person.
…………
"Ms. Christie?"
Standing in the empty room, Jiang Zhou called tentatively.
Apart from the Sun God Bureau, he really couldn't imagine any other place in this city where Charon's horse could hide.
After arriving here, the central authority of the Sun God Bureau quickly sent him the modules to decorate the room. Jiang Zhou immediately used this as an interface to connect the scroll that Charon gave him to contact his horse.
Next, he began to try to call out the goal of his trip - the horse known as the Abyssal One.
However, he was answered only by silence.
Did you guess wrong?
For a moment, Jiang Zhou even doubted himself.
However……
As he persevered and shouted again, the building module floating in the center of the room began to rapidly deform without Jiang Zhou inputting any commands.
"I'm already here, can that old guy still send someone to find him?"
A lazy female voice was uploaded from the group of building modules that gradually transformed into a stick figure.
"Tell me, why does that old guy think that a brat like you can get me out?" (End of Chapter)
