Infinite Anime Transformed into Sky Striker

Moreover, whether Skynet can be successfully upgraded now will not have much impact on the subsequent development, because even if the upgrade is successful, Skynet will not take effect so quickly.

It cannot be said that more tragedies occurred because of her obstruction.

【A passerby by chance】

After doing all this, Lingyi responded to the mysterious interception pop-up window.

【what have you done? 】

As expected, the other party was obviously referring to the sudden changes on the battlefield.

[Nothing, just letting those who shouldn't have died in this war go away.]

【….】

What do you think of this information?

Lingyi is referring to the dark side of those Harvuks.

She was browsing the information just now, and the person on the other side discovered her at that time, so he obviously saw what she was browsing.

Some people are using Hafq to satisfy their own selfish desires.

This includes but is not limited to using brain-computer interaction to control other people's lives to satisfy one's own low interests.

Conducting operations outside of reasonable projects in human experiments for personal gain, such as organ trafficking, non-compliant human experiments, etc.

There are even more who abuse their power for personal gain, or are simply pests who are not human.

They will die, quickly.

The other party replied almost instantly, and one could sense the cold murderous intent between the characters.

Lingyi raised her eyebrows. This answer was quite to her liking.

Why haven't these pests been discovered before?

Are you questioning me?

【right. 】

[…That was indeed my fault. I will strengthen the relevant management from now on.]

The other party did not excuse himself.

At the same time, it also almost reveals his identity - a high-ranking official with high power.

So...is it Mobius? No, the one who can stop my invasion should be Velvet.

【come on. 】

【? 】

A string of question marks appeared above Weiwei's head as she was talking to Lingyi.

Her attitude towards the intruder was hostile.

It’s not that she has any hostility towards Lingyi, but Lingyi invaded them and saw some dark things.

It's not that she wants to be hostile to the other party, but the other party probably doesn't have any good feelings towards them.

But why did you add oil to my hand?

I will see with my own eyes and make my final judgment.

This was the last sentence Ling Yi sent to the other party.

The reason why she said "come on" was very simple. At least as far as she could see, she didn't find anything wrong with Weiwei.

As for the failure to manage Hafk properly, pests appeared within Hafk.

Wei Liwei does have responsibilities as a leader, but these responsibilities can be big or small.

As I said, Lingyi never asks anyone to be perfect.

She will kill pests, but she also always understands that no one is perfect.

The specific situation will be determined after obtaining more information.

On the other side, Wei Erwei was stunned after seeing the last message sent by Ling Yi.

A slight, inexplicable sense of panic arose in my heart.

"Hiss.....S-It must be an illusion, right?"

.........

Watching the battle end, GTI attacked the Tower of Babel and the upgrade of Skynet's system was blocked.

"Pachi~"

Lingyi scooped up a spoonful of smoothie and put it into Patchouli's mouth, with a flattering and coquettish smile on her face.

"...What do you want to do now?"

Patchouli swallowed the melted smoothie slowly before asking.

"What I'm saying is, after what just happened, I've discovered a very troublesome problem—gathering intelligence is difficult."

They are actually collecting information now, wandering around the city as travelers and tourists.

The efficiency is indeed not very high.

On the battlefield just now, Lingyi also encountered this problem.

She can obtain a large amount of intelligence by invading the network.

But the Internet is not omnipotent, and there may be situations where [you are two completely different people online and offline].

It is absolutely not enough to just look at the Internet. The world has not yet developed to the level of cyber, and people are far from investing a large part of their lives in the Internet.

"so what?"

"So, is there such a magic? One that can be released to obtain the desired information from surrounding objects or even people's memories."

Just cast this magic and you will know everything you want to know instantly. How convenient and efficient it is.

"In a situation like just now, if you slowly gather information, you'll definitely miss the opportunity. But with this magic, you don't have to worry."

"..."

Patchouli's eyes twitched slightly.

"You really think of me as a wishing machine, don't you?"

"How could that be? I just trust Patch too much and think Patch is so amazing~"

"..."

Patchouli had a blank expression.

"So, what's it like? Is there such a magic?"

"......"

Patchouli sighed, then lowered her eyes and began to think seriously.

"By manipulating the elements... reading the desired information from an object, this kind of magic isn't out of the blue."

"It's just a matter of range and accuracy—but the magic you want requires not only reading these things, but also reading information from people's memories."

“The human brain and mind are complex and mysterious things.”

Patchouli paused slightly and looked at Lingyi, whose face was full of anticipation and whose eyes were almost shining.

"Not only do you need to read all of these things at once, but you also need to do it quickly and over a large area, right?"

"It's hard."

Patchouli answered without waiting for Lingyi's response.

"It's difficult...but that doesn't mean it's impossible?"

"I need to do some research."

"Yeah! Patchy is the best~"

"Don't be so quick to be happy. What I said earlier wasn't just a compliment. Even if we study it, there may not be any good results in the end."

201. This world seems a bit too urbanized

Lingyi and Patchouli strolled along the bustling city streets.

They first passed through a commercial street where a wide variety of luxury goods were displayed in the windows. Well-trained security guards were standing guard at the door, allowing only customers with a certain appearance to enter.

A young man from an ethnic minority, dressed simply, was rudely stopped outside the store. The clerk's hypocritical smile concealed blatant discrimination.

At the same time, a wealthy businessman in a suit and tie stepped out of a luxury car, and the shop assistants immediately came forward to greet him respectfully.

"The class divide is blatant. Even basic dignity has become a luxury."

Patchouli commented calmly.

Then, just after turning a corner, a row of tents suddenly appeared in front of the two people without any warning.

The makeshift shelters for the homeless exude the air of poverty.

A middle-aged man sat on a cardboard, holding a card and begging with a blank look in his eyes.

Several drug addicts huddled in a dark corner, trembling all over and looking dazed.

The gap between the rich and the poor is huge, and prosperity and decline coexist within a short distance.

After another transfer, they witnessed violent police enforcement.

Several police officers violently pulled a black man out of the driver's seat, and even though he had no resistance at all, the pistol still broke his hand.

Passersby around just took out their mobile phones to record the scene indifferently, or walked past quickly, as if this was just part of the daily scenery.

"Please help me... I didn't do anything wrong... I'm not armed... I just wanted to get my driver's license..."

The man's pleas were drowned out by the sirens.

Across the street, a young man wearing designer clothes and holding the latest phone is posting about human rights on social media while turning a blind eye to the injustice happening right before his eyes.

The hypocritical performance forms a stark contrast with the indifference in reality.

Continuing their wandering, they witnessed a small protest where demonstrators held up signs protesting gun violence and excessive police use.

Slogans rang out one after another and the crowd was very excited.

Across the street, another group held opposing signs, insisting on defending their rights under the law. The tension between the two sides almost solidified into substance.

Everyone was so convinced they were on the moral high ground that they were unable to engage in a real dialogue with those who held different opinions, which made Lingyi frown.

They soon passed by an abandoned factory. Once a pillar of industry, all that was left was rusted iron frames and broken windows.

Several middle-aged men wandered around, their eyes full of confusion and resentment. Their skills were no longer valuable in this rapidly changing era.

"I've been looking for a job for three years," one man said to his companion. "They say I should learn programming. How can I, an old man who has worked in steel for 30 years, learn programming?"

Outside the pharmacy on the corner, several addicts were trading prescription drugs and narcotics in the dark.

Not far away, on a billboard of a pharmaceutical company, a blonde model showed a bright smile and the slogan read "Make Life Better".

Walking through an alley, they came to a vibrant community market.

Here, people of different skin colors live together peacefully, exchanging food, culture and laughter.

A black old man shared the story of his family's secret hot sauce, a group of yellow-skinned teenagers were performing street dance, and dark-skinned children were playing moving music on a makeshift stage.

"It's not all unsightly."

Lingyi smiled and took the tortilla handed to her by a vendor.

Afterwards, they passed by a school, where the innocent smiling faces of the children were set against the anti-terrorism drill guide poster on the wall.

On the playground, children of different skin colors play carefree, while parents are fiercely debating whether certain sensitive content should be included in the school curriculum.

And right next to the nearest trash can outside the school, there are many syringes and cigarette butts scattered there.

As night falls, the city lights up brightly.

In front of a community restaurant, volunteers are distributing hot meals to the homeless, and their warm smiles convey the brilliance of humanity.

In front of a high-end apartment building, the property management is forcibly evicting an elderly woman - the community where she has lived for 30 years was acquired by a developer for urban renewal, and the rent has skyrocketed tenfold.