After Christie's words fell, no new words continued to appear in the sky covered with traces of blood.
This means that those guys acquiesced in Christie's guess.
In this regard, Christie has no sense of accomplishment that her guess has been verified - she would rather her guess was not so accurate...
Integrating oneself into a part of the abyssal dark network, and completing the control of the base reality through the conversion of the deep dive interface - this is one of the conditions that needs to be achieved to break through the limits of human intelligence in Deep 7.
No wonder the Order of Olympus has always had such strict control over the deep dive interface...
In this era when the "apoptosis program" is fully promoted, the Olympian Order's control over the entire human world has actually reached a point that is ten times worse than the worst imagined.
The "Apoptosis Program" was originally just a supplementary protocol to the "Styx Firewall", used to block those malicious programs that had surfaced to the base reality. This project was supposed to be a solution for mankind to deal with the abyssal dark web, as originally advertised. It's just another protective front.
But for those adjusters who have exceeded the limits of human intelligence and built their own private domain in the abyss and dark web. This program has become the source of their... no, they have absolute killing power over ordinary people.
There is no need to mobilize energy and materials in the basic reality; there is no need to mobilize and manage complex organizational structures or activate war machines; it will not cause accidental injuries to personnel or unnecessary damage to public facilities - the gods who call themselves "directors" only You need to drag the opponent into the private domain you have built, and then you can easily crush the mortal to death just like playing a game and deleting data.
As a result, the tragedy that has been repeated the most in human history has once again happened in this era - the tools and systems originally designed to protect mankind ultimately laid the foundation for a very small number of people to maintain unlimited power.
"Although I have never claimed to be a freedom fighter..."
Seeing that the guys didn't answer, Christie continued:
"But these are not what we were pursuing back then...and I never thought that you would be willing to become a part of this system."
The sky was still calm, and the other party did not respond to her accusation.
But Christie also understood that the reason why they didn't respond was definitely not due to emotions such as guilt.
Too……
After thinking about this, Christie laughed to himself.
The path of upgrading is the path of evolution. I have been stuck in Depth 7 for so many years. Facing these existences that have already surpassed me, I still try to guess their behavior using my previous thinking model. It is indeed naive of me.
Perhaps the person I am today has not changed much from the person I was sleeping decades ago. But for these guys who have already surpassed the limits of human intelligence, these decades are enough for them to evolve into another existence through constant iterations.
Human beings naturally do not need to abide by the moral concepts of capuchin monkeys. Instead of making empty accusations, what they should really do now is...
"Then let's talk about my own requirements and conditions... You have given me the authority to open the α-level deep dive interface. This is originally something that belongs to me, and it belongs to my equity."
If she hadn't defeated the leader of the "Fire Thief" back then, the α-level deep dive interface would not have been controlled by the former Hell Deep Diving Company - now Pluto Deep Diving.
And if she hadn't taken the initiative to cut off the way to the surface after she was besieged, leaving herself wandering in the dark web. Then companies that are in the early stages of entrepreneurship will inevitably expose the information that they hold α-level deep dive interfaces.
But now that she had returned from her wandering, she asked for permission to use the interface, and for an opportunity to push herself to the limit of human intelligence. No matter how you say it, it was a reasonable request.
[The interface is saturated with traffic, we cannot meet your request]
But this time, words appeared in the sky again.
Obviously, the capacity of this α-level deep diving interface has now been reached.
"Listen to me first... I never expected that you bastards would be able to ignore our old friendship and agree to my request. Therefore, I have prepared corresponding conditions for this request."
But in this regard, Christie said as if he had expected the answer.
The sky was silent again.
Then, something strange happened in this space.
Something huge has descended here.
The water of the Styx, which had struggled and twisted the souls of countless dead people, began to rise at Christie's feet. Now she stepped on a small boat. With the expression on her face violently twitching, she began to say in an extremely distorted, but extremely solemn and solemn voice:
"I will give you the sword and the lasso, which will help you kill the fierce horse pulled by the reins of the sea god Neptune. At that time, from the fracture of the horse that is splattered with blood, a head of growth will fly out. Thousands of monsters with heads like poisonous snakes. And that monster will give you new authority - no longer lamenting in the cold and lonely Hades, but the authority to gallop across the ocean and land.
“After that, a quarter of Neptune’s power and wealth will be in your hands, his crown will be crooked, the trident in his hand will be rusted, and the horses and dolphins he controls will also Will be torn apart. But in exchange, I need to let my 'steed' use the flames of Tartarus to burn away its mortal nature and become an immortal god."
As she...he started to speak, the water of the Styx surged up like waves, eroding each other with the blood-red traces in the sky.
A huge existence descended here using Christie as a medium. The moment he appeared, the programming environment in this area began to be rewritten to accommodate his presence.
[In addition, there are more]
The bloody words slowly appeared again.
In response, Charon smiled and asked:
"What do you want to know?"
[What is the previous existence from the super abyssal zone? We have already checked it out, it is not the goddess’s temporary capriciousness]
"In that case, shouldn't you know the answer?"
Charon answered with a stiff smile like a mask on his face, and then he continued:
"You thought you could escape the fate He planned for you by blocking it back then... But even if all the mechanisms are exhausted, you can't even postpone the fate He planned.
"Of course, I know you will continue to try... That's why I proposed the previous deal. At least, before the goddess of fate's spinning thread is woven into shape, you still have the last chance to resist. So, in the end, Before the time comes, let’s seize as much of the authority He left behind as preparation.”
After saying that, his power faded from his "steed" like a tide, as if he had never existed here.
As a result, only Christie, who was baffled by the conversation between them, was left in place.
"What fate?"
she asked.
【……】
[The preliminary preparations for modifying user permissions and binding to the deep dive interface will take about a week... In the meantime, is there anything else you need? 】
Still didn't answer her question, the "board of directors" said.
Then, those employees of the Fourth Prison who had the unlucky luck to be pulled in, and those who had been maintaining the posture of "not looking, not hearing, not speaking", all fell down like puppets with their strings cut off.
The deaths of these people did not arouse any emotional reaction in Christie - she knew their fate from the moment they were brought in.
"I need a fiefdom that is absolutely loyal to me and will not be disturbed so that I can prepare for my promotion. In addition, I need to be smart enough and not be brainwashed by you into serving me as a loyal subordinate. In addition...
Christie was not polite, she started to make conditions directly:
"I also need you to ensure the life of the 'Theseus Path' kid...raise him to depth 3 as soon as possible so that he can repair his brain that is about to turn into pulp." (End of Chapter)
