Cyberpunk: From Dogville to Legend

Chapter 184 Straight to Hell (Part 1) (9K) [First Update]

"Get out of the way!"

Rebecca stared intently at her father, who was yelling at her from across the street.

When Arasaka Tower met with me alone... was everything she said true?
Reminded by the other person, she had no time to ponder this illogical thing—

Because at that moment a huge robot popped out of the ceiling!
It's like an enlarged version of a tarantula, and its shape resembles a transport robot seen in military technology promotional videos...

However, it has a dark red optical component inside the front control system... accompanied by a hoarse sound, perhaps from mechanical transmission, which sends chills down your spine.

It doesn't look like a normally programmed semi-intelligent machine at all.

That thing suddenly lunged downwards!
The target is the closest sunrise and Meredith!
Sunrise Daddy's almost abnormally long prosthetic arm immediately grabbed Meredith by the collar and pulled her aside—which allowed the woman to barely avoid the impact of that behemoth!

Do these abandoned facilities still have hellhounds that can move on their own?
No wonder Old Man Sunrise felt like something was watching him from the shadows today... It seems the intelligence was right: the entire [Little Big Dipper Facility] has been completely taken over by these AIs, and anyone who gets inside dies instantly!
Meredes' fragile nerves were on the verge of snapping. "What the hell is this?!"

Sunrise Old Man spat out the robot's name through gritted teeth: "AI-piloted [Hellhound]..."

Meredes was an employee of military technology, so she naturally knew that this was the company's product. However, she never expected that the Hellhound would be turned into this by AI. After all, in her memory, this thing was just a robot responsible for moving heavy objects and the daily maintenance of the base.

Shouldn't this thing be an antique? Besides, how can it be so flexible?

In Meredes' horrified pupils, a drill-like object suddenly sprang out from the front of the monster, its tip gleaming with a ghostly red light, its structure resembling a steel flower spinning rapidly!
The ground trembled...

Boom boom!

Dust fell from the dome inside the facility, the hard concrete cracked, and several thick mechanical arms were instantly driven firmly into the floor in front of the two people!

Sunrise Old Man's prosthetic eye began rapidly identifying potential weaknesses in this behemoth, but there seemed to be a strong interference in the surroundings, yielding no results.
The hellhound, having already surrounded its prey within its hunting range, moved swiftly, its drill-like appendage suddenly plunging towards Sunrise's head—

At that moment, a ghostly image of Sianwistan flashed across Sunrise Old Man's spine!

Ding!
The drill bit struck the wall of the corridor, sparking a string of sparks and leaving a very obvious dent in the steel-plated wall.

"That damn thing! Why doesn't he go find those two women—"

"Ok?"

As soon as the sun rose and he turned around, he saw that Rebecca and the muscular woman beside her were nowhere to be seen!

He was taken aback.

"Hey, my darling daughter, whom I've never met, really has the exact same personality as this idiot of mine..."

Although he was chuckling and complaining about Rebecca leaving without saying goodbye, his eyes became increasingly serious.

The hellhound, having repeatedly missed its target, became anthropomorphically angry and emitted a loud, electrical-like noise to express its dissatisfaction.

Sunrise Old Man stared at the optical components of that thing, as if he could see intelligent yet cold and empty eyes in the red light. His intuition told this military-trained clone that this thing was probably not something he could handle alone.

Hopefully, this guy won't go too far.

as predicted!

With a terrifying shriek, this behemoth roared and sped over, as if it were a cybernetic body with S.A.W.S. and Berserk combined!
Without saying a word, Sunrise Old Man kicked Meredith, whose legs were trembling, away!

"Stay where you are! I'll go distract and deal with it!"

An opening appeared between the two, and Old Man Sunrise pulled out two pistols from under his leather jacket and fired them in quick succession!

Clang—Scrap shells scattered on the ground. Sunrise Daddy, who had leaned back to dodge, spun his gun in his hand, his arms bending in a U-shape as they touched the ground, his body forming a human-shaped arch.

Whoosh…!
He held up his two guns, looking at the wall that had been easily destroyed by the Hellhound's arms, his prosthetic eye rapidly analyzing the usable information within the intelligence.

"屮!"

On the other side, Meredith was knocked senseless by the powerful kick and felt like she couldn't breathe—but in order to survive, she didn't dare to look back and scrambled towards the dense obstacles ahead!

"Holy crap! This old bastard's going to mess things up!"

The reason why Old Man Sunrise was determined to bring back this woman who shouldn't be in this place was because, like T81, he was under the command of the same boss.

The boss has been replaced, but Old Man Sunrise still remembers the money and favors the boss made, since he's a decent guy. So he decided to take advantage of the situation and help out the boss's mistress...

But Meredith's decision to run deeper into the area without looking back—if that thing were inside, she'd probably—

Forget it.

Whether she lives or dies depends on her.

At that moment, the Hellhound seemed to hesitate for a second because of the two targets in opposite directions.

Ding!
At that moment, a slightly extra bullet struck the hellhound in the head!

So it turned its head and stared menacingly in the direction from which the bullets came.

Okay, now you don't need to worry about it anymore!

From the hellhound's perspective, the pale green night vision system firmly locked onto the somewhat flamboyant man. At that moment, he even blew on non-existent gunpowder smoke, his expression defiant:
"Silly dog, Daddy's here."

[Command: Eliminate target]!
Swish!
The speed of the Hellhound in that instant startled the father of the experimental S.A.R.S ...

"Dude, just kidding..."

puff-

Sunrise Dad, who had just started the operating system, quickly retreated!

However, even when the S.A.S ...
Damn it!
Realizing that bullets couldn't handle the sunrise, which was almost like a tank, he immediately tried to adjust his posture in the air, but unfortunately, his experimental prosthetic body didn't have that function.

The lone wolf's eyes reflected the vertical lines of the hellhound's prosthetic eye...

Fight!

Without hesitation, Rihime threw the two guns out and held them up in front of him, trying to withstand the attack first, because he had a lot of confidence in his prosthetic body made of malleable metal.

The idea was good, but reality was harsh.

The moment Sunrise made contact with the cold, powerful mechanical arm, he began to regret it…

My arm went numb instantly, and my brain was quickly overwhelmed by pain.

Squeak!

Like the sound of steel bending—the two malleable metal arms began to deform rapidly, and the chest beneath the arms was also pushed in and dented quickly. Old Man Sunrise was pushed out roughly like a deflated balloon!

call!
The speed at which the sun rises and flies backwards is extremely fast—

With a loud bang, it crashed heavily into the passageway!

Whoosh...!
The bricks and tiles shattered into a pile, dissipating with the smoke and dust…

The messy surroundings became clear.

Sunrise had bloodstains around his mouth, and his hair and eyebrows were covered in dust...

He weakly swung his prosthetic arm, tried his best to wipe his mouth, and his head seemed to have been shaken by the bartender of Night City Bar, so he couldn't lift it up no matter what. All he could hear was the mechanical transmission sound of the hellhound and the sound of the mechanical feet hitting the floor!
"Cough...that's really something."

Inside the prosthetic eye of Sunrise: The hellhound slowly approached the rotating drill that had brought it an unknown and agonizing death—

Sudden.

The frivolous lone wolf let out a strange laugh.

“Those bastards in Night City call me Dad... Sunrise Dad! Did you hear that? What the hell!”

The moment the drill touched Old Man Sunrise's head—

He quickly grabbed the rapidly spinning drill bit!

Because the drill was still running, his arm was twisted up like a pretzel in an instant!

The dense metal on the outer layer of the arm began to crack, and the hellhound seemed to have its lifeline seized, immediately increasing its speed!
Sunrise could only watch helplessly as his hands were twisted to pieces, inch by inch.

"There's still one left!"

Unwilling to admit defeat, Old Man Sunrise wrapped a rope-like prosthetic arm around the head of the hellhound!
The hellhound hadn't expected this human to be so fierce, and instinctively tried to shake him off...

As the hellhound lifted its body, Sunrise was also lifted up from the rubble and then steadily mounted on the back of this big guy!
At that moment, the arm that had been twisted into a "thin rope" snapped and tore apart instantly!

scoff!

Sunrise's arm was reduced to a section below the shoulder, from which milky white artificial blood suddenly gushed out. A few arcs of electricity appeared at the torn end, and the short, limp limb twitched helplessly a few times.

"Let me ride you!"

Sunrise grinned, the veins bulging on its forehead whether from anger or pain, its arms tightly wrapped around the weak point connecting the Hellhound's control center and torso, the drill now turning its target to Sunrise on its back and starting to stab wildly!
The old man, who barely dodged a sudden attack, uttered a "Woohoo!"
"The attack range... is quite comprehensive!"

"Damn... I really wish someone could shoot this idiot in the head a few times!"

Aside from the stalemate, it seems there's no other way to achieve a sunrise.

At this point, it was only a matter of time before the drill pierced him. Not only that, the complete malfunction of the combat system meant that his only remaining prosthetic arm was at risk of breaking down at any moment, and if it were to fall off, it would mean final defeat...

Sunrise Old Man's body rose and fell, his eyes suddenly becoming somewhat vacant. The girl in the photo he had looked at countless times, with that complex look in her eyes, still made Sunrise's heart clench tightly.

I don't know what T81 did to her, but there was suspicion, disbelief, shock, and a deep sense of resistance in her eyes...?
Pity.

It seems that recognizing oneself as a pathetic copy is not a big deal.

His growth path was exactly the same as T81's: both were embryos cultivated on a large scale using the genes of those who died young, and then rapidly grew into adults using irreversible technology, subsequently becoming recipients capable of carrying the memories of their predecessors.

This process was painful, and I often found myself unsure of who I really was.

But regardless of whether Sunrise agrees or not, those warm memories that exist within one's own being are real and valid:
In other words, the reason he didn't appear on the streets of Night City to search for his family from his false memories was simply because he was lucid, and this lucidity was often painful.

Rebecca is Sunrise Daddy's child, not his child, the child of this T330 experiment.

"I should have sent me to pick up this kid and leave Night City. T81 is a heartless piece of trash!"

The howl of the hellhound, like that of a vengeful spirit from hell, broke my momentary lapse in concentration.

Knowing that his time was running out, Old Man Sunrise squeezed his legs together and twisted the power of his prosthetic body to the maximum, attempting to strangle the head of this iron-clad grim reaper!
scoff-

The excruciating pain in his arm reminded Rihe that his body had reached its limit.

He could only watch as the behemoth turned around, its legs sinking, as if it were preparing to leap onto the ceiling and crush itself between its back and the thick concrete walls of the military facility.

The moment my perspective shifted—

Beneath the kitschy jacket, a slender figure had disproportionately large fists and arms; the girl's two ponytails, slightly disheveled from a long journey, held brightly colored weapons pointed at herself…

The tall, strong woman beside her, though her expression was conflicted, did not try to pull Rebecca away. She held up her gun and aimed it at Rebecca side by side.

Dorothy only learned on the way that this guy was Rebecca's father.

But what Rebecca and she both couldn't understand was whether Sunrise Dad, who was once famous in Watson District, could possibly have some kind of clone ability? He should have been dealt with by the military science as a traitor long ago, so how could he appear unharmed in Dogtown's underground?

When Lin Yue, Pila, and V weren't in the interrogation room, Rebecca and this so-called father didn't actually talk much...

In the mind of [Iron Heart], there was a hellhound whose body was trying to shake and a man with a broken body on top of it—Rebecca's expression was inscrutable as she recalled the few "nonsense" that Arasaka had said.

……

"Rebecca, your father died long ago..."

"We are just counterfeit goods, fakes, mass-produced by the military science department. But according to what Old Man Richu thinks, he does miss you siblings quite a bit. It's a pity—such a capable person, you wanted to do something for him, but you messed it up!"

"Do whatever you want, send me back to military academy for retraining, I've had enough of living anyway."

Rebecca looked at the nonchalant guy in the interrogation room, her mind filled with doubt.

Fake?

But when Rebecca asked this series of incomprehensible questions, the guy remained silent, and no matter how angry she was or how loudly she asked him, he just shook his head.

Only when Rebecca's patience had completely worn off did the man utter his final, sinister words:

"The company... they manipulate people's personalities, construct a false world, cause individuals to lose their way, and make people lose their dreams and spirit... whether it's Arasaka, military technology, or other shitty stuff... they have all ignored the most basic morality in this world."

"If you see several Sunrise Dads on the street, don't be surprised, and don't rush to claim them as relatives, because he is probably a villain... hehehe."

Rebecca's little head couldn't process such complex information.

She only grasped the first layer of meaning:
My father isn't that Arasaka Tower guy, nor is he the guy from the underground facility... It seems the company is tinkering with some kind of terrifying technology, trying to resurrect people who have long since died.

The reason she was willing to return here and face the "father" who was not her own father was...

Many times she saw Pira staring blankly at the pendant in his hand, which was being caressed. The yellowed and faded photo on it showed her chubby self in her mother's arms and the tall, thin, gloomy Pira beside her.

Pira surely remembers what her father looked like, and Rebecca is saddened whenever Pira is troubled...

Therefore, she needed an answer, an answer that would allow her and her brother to give up.

What is a real father like?

Along with the sound.

Zira——

On the hellhound's head, which was shaking up and down, the red vertical line darted wildly in Rebecca's eyes.

Without hesitation, she pressed the trigger!

With a furious roar, the gun barrel was raised high!

The shotgun blasts, scattered like rain, created ripples of bullet holes and flashes on the Hellhound's body. Its terrifying optical components were also completely exposed on the line of fire due to the constraints of the sunrise!

As the bullet pierced the hole, the red vertical line flickered between light and shadow…

At the same moment, Old Man Sunrise also sensed a chance that was almost impossible to come by—

So he began to tighten the reins on the hellhound even more recklessly.

Rebecca slowly moved forward and continued firing, while Dorio, holding her rifle, also kept firing. The firelight flashed on their faces, and their pupils shone brightly.

As the sun rose, Old Man Sun's arm broke off and he was thrown away. The last powerful bullet from Ironclad immediately struck the guy's control module!
Rebecca was pulled backward by Dorio.

The next second, the hellhound with its head caved in crashed to the floor with a loud thud, as if it had suddenly stopped working!
Wow...

The tattered Sunrise scraped a section of its body against the floor. Its body twitched, and its nostrils were filled with the smell of blood. Then, it struggled to lift its head and glanced at the short girl in front of it, whose eyes were filled with conflict.

He muttered to himself, "Your arm... it's fucking lame..."

Rebecca paused for a moment.

"what?"

Dorothy pointed her chin at Sunrise Daddy, "Interrogate him?"

Rebecca's expression shifted, and she finally decided to ask around on the way. This place was giving her an increasingly strange feeling, and leaving was the most important thing.

then.

The tall Dorio hoisted the man onto her shoulder, while Rebecca carried Iron Gallbladder on her back and rested her head on the gorilla's arm. After a short rest, the two turned and walked into the dark passage.

I do not know how long it has been.

The hellhound, which had no light source in its control center, suddenly lit up with a scarlet glow once more.

Through this light, across the vast cyberspace, and over that almost insurmountable wall, it finally connected to the eyes of the black-haired girl kneeling amidst a complex network of wires, her head bowed…

Her eyes were bloodshot, with dark circles around them, as if burned by sacred fire, resembling Prometheus being tortured on the sacred mountain.

Sasha let out a muffled groan, a cold smile curving her lips as she murmured softly in a voice that overlapped with the AI's tone.

"Rin, Rebecca, get out of here..."

...Inside the Xiaobeidou facility.

Rebecca swayed her head from side to side, looking around the unfamiliar passageway.

"Dorio...why does this wall look like it's been sprayed with paint? Those red and black things, they feel like slime...what are they?!"

Dorothy pursed her lips and shook her head, then patted her shoulder at Sunrise, who had absorbed a lot of her treatment drugs and received emergency bandaging but was still pretending to be dead.

"Hey! What are these things?"

Old Man Sunrise dejectedly raised his head, his lips twitching.

"The Black Wall... Otherwise, how do you think these things move? Ahem, there's an access point deep inside the facility that connects to the outside of the Black Wall. Something is definitely controlling things from there."

Dorio and Rebecca tried to contact Kivian, but no signal could be transmitted throughout the facility.

Rebecca glanced at her father and said, "You really are different from that T81 guy."

Old Man Sunrise sneered, "How did you know?"

Rebecca thought for a moment, "A feeling."

Sunrise Old Man shook his head. "It would be best to find a map inside the facility and let's go to the first floor."

Rebecca and Dorio exchanged a glance, their expressions somewhat puzzled.

Perhaps out of gratitude towards Rebecca, Old Man Sunrise said casually, "The company sent me to seal off the entrance to the underground facility, but I sensed that something had damaged it—internal data tells us that once you go in, you're like a ghost, never to come out again..."

As the underground facility remained pitch black and the sunrise sounded hoarse, goosebumps slowly crept up Rebecca and the other woman's skin.

After a while of silence.

Old Man Sunrise chuckled dryly a few times, "Hahaha, you idiot... you actually believed it!"

Rebecca's expression immediately darkened. For some reason, she saw a trace of Pira in this guy, a personality trait that the so-called T81 lacked.

Dorio resisted the urge to punch this guy. "If you don't talk properly, I'll just leave you here. Who knows how biotechnology created you..."

"No way! Can't you take a joke?"

Sunrise Old Man said slowly, "It's a wandering AI. The entire facility was sealed off because of these strange things. So many years have passed, and someone went down to restart it, but many people died, so no one knows what's down there."

"Don't look at me like that. Maybe that hellhound is just an appetizer?"

There was silence.

Rebecca muttered, "It's starting to get fucking scary again—"

Sunrise looked unusually serious.

"No, there are very few steps here. It's built with a gentle, circular structure that gradually descends. You'd better pray we didn't go down there."

"Next is..."

Rebecca frowned and leaned closer, asking, "What?"

Old Man Sunrise was breathing heavily, and he turned to stare at Rebecca.

"It's hell."
-
Within cyberspace, the Great Firewall prohibits legitimate users from accessing certain areas.

Internet surveillance will install protocols on all users who have access to cyberspace. This is a major measure to prevent violations of internet laws and to control internet users.

Whenever you dive deep into this world, the first control panel you see is the NETWATCH logo.

However, there is no gold within a governed domain, a fact well understood by all internet users.

The first thing a seasoned hacker learns is to bypass internet monitoring, log into the network independently, and gradually explore the edge of the network.

Therefore, the identity of a legitimate user is almost non-existent in the hacker community.

The number of users near the black wall cannot be counted by the internet surveillance team. After all, the hackers appearing here are either members of powerful organizations or desperate criminals who live on the edge, and they have all sorts of tricks up their sleeves...

However, today may be the day with the fewest users here for internet regulators.

Black wall.

This seemingly mindless and large-scale data matrix-based eradication program suddenly exhibited some previously unobserved phenomena at this juncture:

A large amount of data is leaking out, and the Black Wall is actively attacking a specific target!
Upon closer inspection, a slender figure appeared before this wall that seemed to have no end or height. Behind her, a structure that appeared to be exactly like the wall was materializing.

That is…

A small black wall is about to be formed...?!

At this moment, the Black Wall, the true guardian of the last bastion of online purity, began to flicker, as if in anger, or perhaps as a warning…

This was the first time it had reacted proactively.

When the perspective gets closer to that slender figure who dares to face the dam of human civilization head-on, the seemingly light and scattered data is actually a torrential downpour. Receiving such a large amount of data is beyond the capacity of human beings.

Sasha seemed oblivious to all of this; her virtual image was somewhat ethereal, and the dilapidated wall behind her was the AI ​​subprogram that originated from the Black Wall.

The sound of the lark is everywhere.

"No one knows the Black Wall better than me. It has invaded every inch of my skin, my body, my soul are all tainted by it... I want to live, don't block me."

Her voice gradually became shrill...

"And that damned Rin! You're all the same! You all want me dead."

Sasha's virtual avatar instantly unfurled a pair of scarlet wings. She tiptoed lightly, the scenery around her shifted, and she quickly dodged away!

As she gently lifted her eyelids, the spot where she had just stood was now a death trap—

The torrent of data bursting out of the black wall slammed into the ground, and even a wandering AI would crumble under this level of data!
Unless it's a product that has undergone countless iterations outside the Great Firewall...

Sasha slowly raised her hand; the cat litter kit she once owned had changed.

Red and black chains began to spread from the wings, accompanied by the realistic rattling sound of chains. The angel, being dragged into the fallen hell, began to use these malicious codes as his means of attack!

boom!
The lark's attack seemed determined to give Sasha no breathing room.

Wow!
The chains behind Sasha quickly wrapped around her and clashed violently with the data of the annihilating black wall.

With the second blow from the black wall, fragments of data flew everywhere, disappearing into the vast, dark cyberspace…

"A roaming AI...?"

"You're a program that's so fake it couldn't be faker!"

The lark's curses came through.

Sasha's bloodshot eyes stared at the wall, her voice hollow, "And you? The hacker of New America—"

"Aren't you the same?"

The lark suddenly fell silent.

Sasha's fingertips rubbed against the data, which resembled the Black Wall programming technique, and gently blew away the bright red data.

“You know that the Black Wall has intelligent tendencies, right? Do you think it's content to just guard the gates for people? You know very well... I'm not some wandering AI. The Black Wall also wants to escape from here... The programs on me are proof of that!”

"Perhaps you truly had no choice but to crawl into the dark wall, but you shouldn't have done this... Whoever gets the chance to live first should be the one to survive. The world is so big, there might be other ways to save your life, yet you repeatedly try to deprive others of their chance to live..."

"Then you tell yourself over and over that you have no choice, but you use cruel methods to destroy other people's hope."

Sasha chuckled softly.

"You are worse than a roaming AI."

The precise words had already provoked the other party's anger.

The other person's voice was terrifyingly gloomy.

"Do you know why you're still standing here talking?! If it weren't for those damn politicians watching me, and a whole team of hackers keeping track of my movements... you would have been wiped out in the first round."

"You're a hacker...impressive but not outstanding. I've killed many like you."

The dilapidated wall behind Sasha began to take shape.

It's like a miniature version of the Black Wall, except that there's a slanted cut on the left side of the wall, with a clean cross-section, and about 50% of the data isn't here.

Sasha shook her head.

"I want to live, but I can't bear to risk my worthless life."

"Terrible, lark."

The lark was thoroughly enraged by Sasha.

"Say that again, you son of a bitch! What right do you have to judge me?!"

However, Sasha is not a lark that is constantly restrained; she is determined to launch a major attack!
She also fully rewrote the reverse engineering of the cat litter kit using an AI program.

So, the chains that were dancing on Sasha's body rushed to the black wall in an instant, almost as if they had shrunk to an inch – like venomous snakes burrowing into the black wall!

"You're... trying to reverse engineer the Great Firewall?! You crazy bitch!"

The reason why the lark dared not let go and completely cover Sasha with the black wall was because the big commotion would inevitably attract the attention of the internet censors. By then, before she could get the antidote, she would be torn apart by those politicians and companies.

No… I want to live!
"No! There's only one Neural Matrix! If we team up, you'll live, and I only need the technology to replicate the Neural Matrix!"

Sasha was taken aback.

"I never said I wanted to live... Give the neural matrix to Rin."

crazy?

The lark assumed that Sasha had been taken over by AI.

So she immediately lowered her voice, trembling, and tried to persuade Sasha, "For your boss? Is it worth it for a man?!"

man?

Sasha looked puzzled; she had a new understanding of the woman in front of her.

Well... such short-sightedness.

Sasha murmured, “You’re wrong… From the moment I accepted this AI from the Black Wall, I knew I had the key to detonate you all… Biotechnology, military technology, Arasaka… I haven’t stopped hating these companies for a single moment—not a single moment!”

Her tone shifted abruptly, her voice becoming sinister, filled with overwhelming hatred.

"I hate how you treat human lives like numbers! Biotechnology took away my loving mother, the military science department supports them and you, and Arasaka imprisons free souls. One by one... you all deserve to go to hell!"

"Lark...you'll probably never understand what hatred is."

"When I found out that your backers were tied to biotechnology, I was really... so happy!"

The lark, hiding behind the wall, listened to the girl's increasingly shrill tone and laughter, her distorted virtual image frozen on her face.

For the first time, she experienced fear…

Because those who seek death are more insane than those who seek to live!
"What...why? Why would you want to die...?"

Death, what a terrifying word!

How could anyone be without fear?

She was very puzzled…

"I joined Arasaka for this moment! I admit—I can't detonate this dam yet, but I can make the Black Wall erupt... to make the internet censors notice, to let the world know what you're doing!"

"I... just want all of you to be brought to trial!"

Sasha's light yet powerful voice echoed through cyberspace.

That power, that stubbornness…

The lark was momentarily lost in thought.

She hurriedly said, "Have you considered that what you're doing... will only give biotechnology a victory? Is this the outcome you want—"

Sasha interrupted without hesitation, her expression resolute.

"No, because Rin... he will definitely make biotechnology pay the price."

Lark: "Rin? That's hilarious... Do you think he'll grant your wish? He's a corporate dog, we're the same kind of people, just pathetic weapons... Wake up!"

Sasha sighed and remained silent for a long time.

"Is trust too much of a luxury for you?"

The foolish cannot be swayed.

Sasha had given up on a final explanation, because she had prepared herself for this gap.

Sensing that the enemy was becoming increasingly agitated, the lark began to consider retreating…

Correct!
As long as you withdraw from the network, none of this can be attributed to the new America!
So she immediately got to work.

However, when the exit process was halfway through, an error message immediately appeared on the Lark's control panel.

She exclaimed in astonishment, "What did you do?!"

The lark was horrified to discover that Sasha was using reverse compilation to disturb the black wall, and had now blocked its own exit path!

This is equivalent to the lark either having to kill Sasha to withdraw, which would inevitably cause a huge network disturbance; or it can only watch helplessly as the internet censors arrive and then realize that its information is hidden behind the Great Firewall…

This is the most unsolvable one-for-one trade.

The goal is exactly the same: to let the guardians of the online world witness all of this.

In this way, the new America's manipulation of the Great Firewall will be completely exposed to the world...

Song Zhaomei chose the first option without hesitation.

The roles of hunter and prey are instantly switched.

Her voice filled the air.

"You're a demon! Do you want to go to hell?!"

Sasha stared at the various danger signals emanating from her body.

[Battle System: Error]

[Brain-computer interface overclocking error. Administrators, please monitor the processing core temperature and force shutdown.]

【warn! 】

As Sasha listened to the vicious curses, her consciousness nearly overwhelmed by the AI, she slowly raised her head… At that moment, the “mini black wall” forming behind her slowly pressed in front of the main wall—

The black wall began to become unstable.

In the lark's bewildered gaze.

She chuckled and said, "Yes, come with me and see what hell looks like!"

“Враг (enemy)”.

……

　【Militech Facility】: In Shadows of the Past 2077, a military technology project involves hackers venturing into the deepest reaches of cyberspace to capture and tame so-called "rogue AIs." These AIs will then be used to enhance Militech's military and intelligence capabilities, while competing with Arasaka's flagship cyber weapon, Soul Killer.

　　【Cerberus】: In the main storyline of Shadows of the Past 2077, the deadly robot in the Little Big Dipper facility during the collapse of the building is controlled by a wandering AI.

　　
　
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