The next moment.
Liu Di stared at the brain-computer interface modification machine in the warehouse.
Then he suddenly reached out and touched the back of Morr's head, feeling the tiny chip radiating heat.
His body abruptly stiffened.
The concept of consciousness leaving the body sounded downright horrifying to ordinary people.
But in Liu Di's world, it had appeared countless times. After all, Liu Zhengqing had made breakthroughs more than twenty years ago.
As for controlling flesh-and-blood puppets, even that idiot Mo Yu had mastered it long ago!
Looking at the utterly lifelike Morr before him, Liu Di broke out in a cold sweat.
It can't be what I think it is, can it?
He rushed to the computer inside the warehouse and sent all ten fingers flying across the keyboard, rapidly cracking the system.
A string of horrifying information flashed before his eyes. Future SZ's sales centers around the world had implanted this brain-computer interface into 110,000 people!
Russell, pinned to the wall, burst into laughter. "You want to crack our system? Keep dreaming! The encryption technology in my system is something no one can—"
Russell's voice abruptly stopped.
Liu Di waved one hand, and a nearby projector activated, casting a sky full of blue code—nothing but the digits 010101.
But it was not a flat display. It spiraled through the air like a vortex.
Russell's expression changed instantly!
Our core code.
He cracked it that easily?!
Morr was stunned as well. "I hacked into this computer before. How did I not find any of this?!"
Liu Di raised his head and gazed upward, motionless for a long time, his face tinted blue by the code.
"Heh."
Russell suddenly chuckled. "You only opened the surveillance window. So what if you can see the code? You can't understand it, much less