The Transmigrator System wasn't surprised when it failed to convince the other party.
As a "big data conceptual entity," it knew full well that game cheats were extremely beneficial to "those with poor gaming skills," but to an expert player, they were instead an insult.
After all, if you were using cheats, how was I supposed to show off my skills?
The Transmigrator System waved its hand, and one "player" after another emerged from the void. Some were advanced AIs, some were neural modelers, and some were top hackers. They greeted each other with cheeky grins and attacked viciously at the same time.
In an instant, a massive tide of viruses, neural intrusions, and blank pages surged toward Minister Zhang. Some were even pure computing-power attacks, proving that this "big data conceptual entity" had already taken control of many computing centers on the planet.
There can't be that many information-system experts.
They're all using cheats.
Minister Zhang sighed inwardly. Information streams had never been mainstream in the faction to begin with. What was more, the previous versions had always belonged to the mechanical and carbon-based systems. They couldn't even normally fight monsters and level up. The cyberspace had only recently opened—how could they have advanced to the third tier so quickly?
The key was that these "transmigrators," or players, actually looked quite "normal." They laughed and joked even as they launched network attacks, fully demonstrating what the Fourth Calamity meant.
"Hehe, Old Zhang, don't blame us for being heartless. In truth, it's all because cheats are just too tempting."
"If you can become a minister, why can't I become one after using cheats?"
"Old Zhang, join forces with us. Let's go blow up Old G's chrysanthemum together. That old bastard will definitely drop plenty of good stuff."
"Old Zhang, join