Second Dreamscape

[Data restarting]

[Start Your Self-Programming]

Numerous fragments of consciousness were transformed into 0s and 1s and recombined into strings of simulated code.

[Consciousness digitization complete]

A head floated in mid-air. The next moment, countless electronic tentacles shot out from the eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, intertwining with each other and quickly forming a body.

A peerless handsome young man has reappeared.

"Brother, don't do that again. You didn't install a virtual personality; this kind of temporary programming can easily cause problems."

The sweet little girl has spoken up.

"Okay, I'll be more careful next time."

That's what they say, but the senior engineer has no intention of changing it. On this planet, there's really no one who could cause trouble for him when he's creating his character's face.

This is the confidence of the former god of doujinshi and virtual ruler.

"Oh, they've started fighting."

The same streets, the same buildings, but after the 'mirror image' shattered, what appeared before the senior engineer were two groups of people.

One side, needless to say, was sharp in slashing and had a fancy footwork, clearly a double-flower red stick of the Welfare Gang. The other group, with pale skin and dull eyes, relied only on the terrain and machine guns for defense, and was pushed back step by step by the Welfare Gang.

This is clearly a member of a shady gang.

When a nerdy otaku in a club meets the club's big brother, their fate is practically sealed.

If they can't beat you with software, they'll just smash your hardware. Even the best hacker can't withstand that.

Besides, you're not a hacker.

The senior engineer could sense that the members of the Evil Gang were not weak, especially after being possessed by AI. A large amount of combat data filled their bodies, and ordinary gang members instantly transformed into special forces soldiers.

However, their fighting spirit was weak, especially when facing these ferocious islanders who were not afraid of death and could even stuff their intestines back in to continue fighting. Naturally, they were even less able to withstand them.

Of course, one can also change one's will using technological means, such as taking a dose of adrenaline or directly controlling the physical body with a combat program.

But clearly, the Welfare Gang's surprise attack caught the Evil Gang completely off guard.

Many methods simply cannot be used in time.

Gao Jin, in particular, took the lead and was like Lu Bu of the City That Never Sleeps or Xiang Yu of the Hanging Street, incredibly fierce.

This guy's massive body was covered in thick black veins that made him impervious to machine gun fire. Every move he made created sonic booms. He was surrounded by the wreckage of drones and automatic cannons, making him even more Hulk-like than the Hulk himself.

Although the number of people involved in street battles is smaller, the technological content is significantly higher than that in the desert.

Robots infiltrating gangs is not news.

Unmanned weapon warfare is the norm.

Gritting my teeth, I figured the smuggled energy weapons weren't entirely unusable.

"Biopolymer Armor, no, it's an upgraded version of the Biopolymer Armor, Molecular Biopolymer Armor."

Molecular armor, also known as biological macromolecular armor, while not as advanced as nano-biomimetic, still possesses the characteristic of immortality. Even if the physical body is blasted apart on the spot, it can regenerate. Only when the life force of the armor is completely exhausted will it die.

Compared to bio-armor that is vulnerable to sonic and energy weapons, this molecular bio-armor, which is integrated with the body, is better able to unleash the capabilities of advanced organisms.

The only problem is that this molecular armor is standard Mother City equipment, and even in a Level 2 civilization, it is considered an "excellent" level high-end equipment.

How did the other party obtain it?

The senior engineer stroked his chin and chuckled.

"Luckily, I didn't intend to fight head-on, otherwise, if I really wanted to kill you, I might have to transform."

"The City That Never Sleeps isn't a radiation zone. If I transform, I'm guaranteed to be captured by surveillance satellites. I reckon the corporate armies of those biotech giants will be coming to kill me the next day."

The senior engineer never underestimated the power of those monopolistic enterprises; the military force of their security departments could easily destroy most countries in the civilized era.

Ko Chun revealed his trump card.

The evil gang wouldn't just sit idly by and wait to die.

As expected, a visible white mist began to gather, and apart from Gao Jin and his Double Flower Red Stick, the other elite members of the gang were clearly sluggish.

"A man-made data maze?"

In this cyber dream world, the senior engineer observes this street fight from a third-person perspective.

But as the struggle intensified, the aftershocks inevitably interfered with the dream.

The roads in front and behind the street disappeared, replaced by two train tracks. With the sound of train whistles, the train rumbled along, filled with people, many of whom were people I had seen in the high school cafeteria before.

Did it involve the collective unconscious?

"Elder brother!"

"Clear."

The senior engineer's fingers moved in mid-air as if playing the piano, and the "linked algorithm" transformed into data chains that chiseled into walls, into the ground, and into the crowd.

Name: Linkage Algorithm

Knowledge Level: Core

Algorithm Description: This algorithm can cover all surrounding nodes from a single connection point, or it can break down a large instruction into numerous smaller, pointer-type instructions.

Note: This algorithm combines the characteristics of virus propagation and deep learning algorithms.

Almost at the same time the algorithm was activated, the two trains suddenly turned and crashed into each other at speeds of over 100 miles per hour, their frantic whistles almost forming a long line.

Two trains collide head-on, yet pass each other by.

Everything that stood in the way was smashed to pieces; some of these were illusory data, while others were real memories.

Human memory is constantly worn down in dreams, until death.

In one of the train carriages, a passenger put down the newspaper in front of him, revealing a stunningly beautiful face, and smiled gently at the attendant.

"Hello, could I have a glass of water? Thank you."

The waiter left, his face flushed and his legs weak.

"Brother, that was close! We almost got hit."

"Yeah, it was pretty risky."

"So what do we do now?"

"We can no longer stand by and watch on the battlefield. The upper echelons of the Evil Toh gang have begun to fight back. They are using the collective unconscious, which is a very dangerous force."

Similar to big data?

"That's right, but there are more variables and it's more uncontrollable. Continuing to watch is not only dangerous, but also carries the risk of exposure."

"Brother, where do we go now?"

"The most dangerous place is the safest place. Since the other side has activated the collective unconscious, let's go to the core of the collective unconscious."

What is the core of the collective unconscious?

Gao Yuanyuan asked back like a curious child.

The senior engineer took the water glass and smiled:

"Simply put, it's the second layer of collective dream."

The senior engineer kept moving his mouth, and the pure water in the glass began to slowly rotate, with bubbles constantly rising to the surface. The surface of the bubbles was covered with countless tiny codes.

Virtual Invasion Level 5: Performs neural network hacking on various human organs and components, or on ordinary enterprise hardware, unprotected prosthetics, and low-level AI operating systems.

Generally speaking, to access this kind of subconscious core, you need at least level 10 Virtual Invasion, and your hacker level must be at least level 15.

But the advanced engineer's coding skills, far exceeding those of this planet, made up for all of that.

As the water in the glass began to swirl faster and faster, even starting to overflow, the engineer suddenly grabbed the glass and slammed the bottom of it hard onto the table.

"Bang!!!"

With a loud crash, the water in the cup was smashed away.

Looking out, the senior engineer saw a vast ocean. Under the sunlight, the surface of the water was covered with golden scales. The sea breeze was refreshing but carried a hint of fishiness. Amidst the rolling waves, a giant whale emerged from the sea, turned over, and let out a loud whistle. A fountain more than ten meters long shot out from its hole, crystal clear and full of tiny flowers.

"Wow, so beautiful, brother!"

If she could have gotten out, Gao Yuanyuan would have loved to see this beautiful scenery with her own eyes.

"Yes, it's quite pretty."

The senior engineer put down his water cup and went to the wheelhouse. Soon, the smuggling cruise ship that had once crossed the sulfuric acid river started moving. The bow pressed down, and patches of white waves appeared on both sides of the bow.

"Brother, is this boat yours?"

"You mean the Titanic? No, it belongs to a rich woman."

However, the senior engineer didn't say one thing: what belongs to a rich woman is mine.

The weather at sea is like the posture of a rich woman, changing in an instant. Before long, gales, dark clouds, thunder, and torrential rain appeared on the sea.

Strangely, this torrential rain only occurred in one sea area, while other sea areas remained calm and unaffected.

"Tsk tsk, they're fighting pretty fiercely."

The senior engineer spun around this area of water and sighed with admiration.

"Brother, who do you think will win?"

"That depends on whether our leader can find the data terminal for the collective consciousness."

"Data terminals? Can't they be stored in the cloud? For example, stored on those cloud servers on the deep web, then others wouldn't be able to find them."

"First, setting up a temporary network or creating a collective consciousness is illegal, just like uploading porn to Baidu Cloud; they'll ban you."

"Secondly, cloud storage is expensive. Where would a street gang get so much money to buy data?"

Gao Yuanyuan seemed to understand, but not quite.

"I see. But brother, what is AV?"

Ancient literary and artistic works.

With the deepening of the Virtual Invasion, an island soon appeared before the two.

The island is a large religious building complex, with a striking crosshatch pattern on the high marble walls.

"Just as I thought."

The senior engineer jumped off the bow of the ship.

Do you know why setting up a temporary network is illegal?

"The reason is simple: this kind of groupthink is easily exploited by virologists and antimechanistics."

"That's fine, the Machine Consciousness Department in the Mother City isn't just sitting around doing nothing. The key issue is, if someone tries to use it to create a large-scale reverse AI, then things will get really complicated."

Why?

"Because once this thing succeeds, it will be the nemesis of all AI, viruses, data life forms, and data conceptual entities."

"For example, the things that the Turing Church will create in the future."

In the center of an island resembling the Vatican, a middle-aged bishop dressed in an ornate robe with calligraphy opened his eyes.

With a wave of his hand, the virtual followers began to leave in an orderly fashion.

He felt that something was not quite right.

But he couldn't explain it.

The reason is simple: this middle-aged man has no mouth.

Or rather, his mouth was torn off by a girl's second personality.

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